At least WPYM-FM (93.1) general manager Mike Disney can safely answer the phone now. It got pretty bad there for a while after his company, Cox Broadcasting, replaced WTMI-FM, the area’s last remaining classical station, with a pulse-quickening trance and techno tableau of “Party 93.1” on New Year’s Day (see…
The first New Order album in eight years finds the survivors of Joy Division banging their collective drum in yet another monochromatic burst of synthetic rapture. Not that Manchester’s most brooding band ever really suffered commercially from picking at the same scab — or from adhering to the same descending…
“We’re getting the band back together!” Ever since the Blues Brothers uttered those accursed words 20 years ago, countless aging rockers have tried the world’s patience by demanding an extra 15 minutes and re-forming for one last paycheck. While the occasional reunion disc fires on all cylinders (like the Damned’s…
Nothing D.H. Peligro says sounds convincing. He’s afraid of each question, perhaps worried that he’ll come up empty-handed when asked, “Why?” Why did he help rob the grave of the dead Dead Kennedys, America’s best-loved primordial punks, after a 19-month legal battle during which singer Jello Biafra and his breakaway…
There are people going to work for someone else right now, making someone else’s dreams happen,” says Derek Cintron. “They’ll take home some change at the end of the day, buy a DVD player, watch a DVD and that will make them happy. And then the next morning, they gotta…
Bob’s been gone for more than 20 years now, but thanks to a brood almost as large as his song list and, for all practical purposes, a canonization in his homeland of Jamaica, the man’s music lives on. The Bob Marley “One Foundation” Caribbean Festival this weekend features both a…
As the war of rhetoric and race-baiting continues to spark verbal skirmishes in Himmarshee Village, the Chili Pepper’s controversial Sunday hip-hop night will continue unabated, says general manager Russ Davis. And the club wasn’t “silent” last week as Bandwidth reported, just quieter than usual. “We don’t have any plans to…
Many a musician has written a song about love, but few enjoy discussing them. Andy LeMaster, singer and mastermind behind the rocking, synthesizer-heavy Now It’s Overhead, kindly volunteers some of his feelings about his relationship-themed, self-titled debut album and its inspiration — as painful as it sounds for him to…
Hard to believe it’s been a decade since Teenage Fanclub first graced the world with its shimmer-pop, son-of-Big Star opus, Bandwagonesque, when the band held the distinction of being the “hip” Geffen band between Sonic Youth and Nirvana. While the days of major-label conquest may be over for these melodious…
OK, so his singing may leave a bit to be desired, but Bob Dylan’s impact on music history is utterly immeasurable. And besides, this happens to be a great time to see the man. After two decades spent wandering hopelessly through the 1980s and most of the 1990s with such…
Fort Lauderdale’s Sunrise Musical Theatre may soon be finding God. Rumors have floated for weeks that the 3900-seat concert hall could be filled with the sacred sounds of Lauderhill’s Faith Center Ministries, which is looking to buy it and move in with a 5000-strong congregation. No one will confirm or…
Meet the new Supertramp, far more trampy than super and far more melodramatic than a dorm full of starry-eyed, angst-ridden film students. British too. The press is pumped for these nimrods, what with Super Sensitive Guys like Coldplay and Travis sweepin’ the nation with their gently weepin’ guitars and violently…
Poor Yoko. Born into an elite Japanese banking family and heiress to John Lennon’s estate, rock’s most famous widow seems to have tried everything under the sun to cope with the trappings of wealth: high-rent seclusion, mink coats, primal scream therapy, tarot cards, waging peace from the comfort of bed,…
It’s a Friday-night hardcore show at Club Q in Davie, and the inevitable pit standoff is in full swing. Some newbie has taken exception to the teenage skinheads’ penchant for Tae-Bo high kicks and is doing his best to start a brawl. “Enough!” yells Trust No One singer Chris Coach…
Despite losing all his studio equipment and the only masters for his upcoming album to a robbery while he was away in London over Christmas, trance pioneer BT soldiers on. The DJ, keyboardist, guitarist, composer, and all-around musical whiz kid headlines a show at Orbit on Friday. In all, 16…
Don’t you just love those precious moments that put the South in South Florida? Like anytime any white person looks for an apartment or house down here and some rental agent offers such helpful as gems as, “Oh, you don’t want to live in that neighborhood” or “I could tell…
Inside Hollywood’s Club Deco Drive, the House of Fetish reeks of the faintly sweet smell of Gonesh number 8 incense. As patrons clad in leather, lace, and latex look on from the concrete dance floor or the comfy leopard-print couches, on stage, Florida Dom subjects the supine bodies of his…
Nursing a lingering cold that’s rendered him “somewhat incoherent,” Adam Goren rests on the counter at a Philadelphia deli and waits for someone to make a hoagie for him. “Thanks for being interested in what I do,” he sniffles politely to the reporter on the other end of his cell…
Heavy metal’s scatological answer to Spinal Tap arrives at Orbit on Wednesday, Jan. 23, in the midst of a tour to promote its latest piece of filth, Violence Has Arrived. It’s more of the same from the boys who gave us such endearing numbers as “I’m in Love (with a…
Each disc reviewed below was released way back in 2001, and each one has patiently (or, in the case of Wallop, not so patiently) waited until now to receive its just deserts. A good year for local releases was capped off by these last-minute entries: Even though the deft turntable…
If Sax on the Beach fails, the newly opened music bar will be just another Miami jazz dream deferred, like Arthur’s (which featured big names in the 1980s) and the cozy, if empty, Champagnes on 79th Street that closed months ago. This gin joint in the lobby of Bay Parc…
A dozen listens in and the only criticism that can be leveled at I Might Be Wrong, Radiohead’s first live outing, is that it’s too short — eight songs in forty minutes, barely enough time to get a swerve on. It’s disappointing only because Radiohead’s long been the best live…
