After Jay Z and Beyoncé did not attend Kanye West’s wedding to Kim Kardashian, rap fans put forward a theory that Yeezus is articulating his indignation by censoring Jay Z’s name from his recent live performances. But weep not; they weren’t even the biggest bromance in rap. That title surely…
This weekend, our very own “fold-out party Bible,” PureHoney magazine, celebrates its third year of existence. The noble endeavor of creating an indie print publication in this digital world is undertaken by Steve Rullman. Besides going strong, PureHoney is hosting a proper shindig at Respectable Street to celebrate its anniversary,…
When David Hollander couldn’t get Will Smith to take up his cause, he turned to some of Palm Beach’s rappers. When that crew told him his mission was lame, he came up with the moniker he now performs under: Pro Se. The legal term means “to represent yourself,” which is…
Aesop Dekker currently drums for the incredible and long-running metal outfit Agalloch, as well as VHÖL and Worm Ouroboros. Whereas I would love to spend the next three sentences exhausting my word count hailing his skills and making crap statements like “powerhouse dynamo” and/or “a whirling dervish of the skins”…
The all-knowing internet defines “ballyhoo” as “a buildup, hoopla, fanfare.” And no title more aptly describes the musical output produced by the Aberdeen, Maryland, reggae/rock/punk fusion quartet known by that handle. Add an exclamation point to the end — Ballyhoo! — and one can already imagine the level of merriment…
Holly Hunt’s Gavin Perry is quite the antithesis of the archetypal “guitar hero.” But Perry’s approach to the instrument, as a coconspirator in creating the crushing sonic monolith that is Holly Hunt’s sound, undoubtedly qualifies him as an hero of sorts. With the unchecked proliferation of sludge, stoner, and doom-metal…
No matter how you try to fight it, your hometown — with its particular quirks, humor, and lingo — affects your evolution. The same is true for bands, and “Las Vegas” is written all over the collective face of the theatrical punks of Panic! At the Disco. Its dedication to…
Last week, WLRN ran a positively ludicrous piece suggesting that fans of rock ‘n’ roll “might have to leave Miami” to enjoy a good bit of organically made sonic piss and vinegar. While we know all too well the area’s reputation through our own efforts to extol and defend South…
I’m a 26-year-old white woman who grew up in a mostly-Jewish suburb in Broward County, but the only thing I listen to, day-in and day-out, is thuggish ruggish rap music at uncomfortably loud volumes. It’s not that I relate to songs about selling dope. I think crack is wack. I…
UPDATE: With the help of some loyal fans, Blowfly has raised enough money to keep a roof over his head. He’s now doing what he loves the most, touring and performing for the people who enjoy his music. Click here for Blowfly’s Indiegogo campaign page. Clarence Reid and his alter…
Who would have ever predicted that Trent Reznor would be the artist of his generation to age most gracefully? Absolutely no one, that’s who. Of course, the Reznor of yore was famously driven by his demons, fueled by addiction, and virtually burning to make artistic statements on a level that…
Usually, C&I Studios is a establishment reserved for cool kids clad in tight pants, slathered in red lipstick after roaming art walk. Last night, however, upbeat music played where typically indie tunes rule. Yoga mats covered the floor where Toms and Chucks often walk, and women in tight workout gear…
About two nights back in balmy Ibiza, Orlando Bloom attempted to deck pop star Justin Bieber in the face. The swing, regrettably, did not connect. The hullabaloo started when young Bieber yelled, “Yo, Orlando Bloom, I fucked your girl” to the elfin pirate of the Caribbean outside a popular restaurant,…
“No jaded shock star… A seeking searcher, a shifting shape, a spirit lifter.” Those are the words of postpunk icon Peter Murphy, as crooned and howled on “I Am My Own Name,” a seemingly semiautobiographical musical musing off his latest solo record, Lion. Once the frontman of proto-goth band Bauhaus,…
South Florida’s troupe of fearlessly experimental extremists, Orbweaver released its debut extended player Strange Transmissions From the Neuralnomicon last year to a chorus of critical interest. The media and audience were seemingly as enthralled as perplexed by the ambitious group’s Lovecraftian take on heavy metal. The limited-edition cassette of the…
South Florida’s troupe of fearlessly experimental extremists, Orbweaver released its debut extended player Strange Transmissions From the Neuralnomicon last year to a chorus of critical interest. The media and audience were seemingly as enthralled as perplexed by the ambitious group’s Lovecraftian take on heavy metal. The limited-edition cassette of the…
The life of a big-time dance-music producer seems easy enough. You travel the world, hang out with your buddies, meet adoring fans, and you make tons of money while doing it. But that’s just the surface. If you’re a real artist, there’s a serious balancing act between fueling your passion…
Since its inception in 2011, Black Fridays has been the go-to bash for the “dark electronic and classic new wave”-lovin’ crowd. And in the past three years, the popular party has seen it all — from suspension acts to zombie walks to cosplay nights. It even outlasted multiple moves, from…
Short of the Grateful Dead and the Beatles, no musical act has a more loyal fan base than Dave Matthews Band. Since its founding 23 years ago in Virginia, DMB has packed venues large and small. This year is no different. The band returns to South Florida’s Cruzan Amphitheatre with…
“Nineteen years ago, I was watching Def Leppard with some friends up in Calgary, standing in the nose-bleeds; now I’m getting to support them on tour… This is surreal!” says Brittany Paige, AKA Kobra Paige. She’s the lead singer and chief songwriter of heavy-metal revivalists Kobra and the Lotus. Her…
When news trickled out last week that Pink Floyd was releasing a new album in October titled The Endless River, you couldn’t help but get giddy. For at least two generations, the British band was the soundtrack for a simpler time when you could pontificate complex subjects like the meaning…
With so many platforms with which to access music, it’s almost impossible for everyone to be humming the same new tune. No longer are radio DJs or MTV producers the guardians of the sounds we hear regularly. Now you can type any song into your browser and hear it instantly…
