It’s late February. It’s a Friday night, so you take your wife by the hand, kiss your kids, wave goodbye to the babysitter, and hop in the car. If you don’t have kids, you can bring the babysitter along. Your destination? Coral Gables Congregational Church, where Tigertail Productions presents the…
On the surface Columbus, Ohio, isn’t very different from a lot of not-so-progressive midsize cities in the Midwest, from its long, hard winters and obsession with college sports to its myriad flourishing country-and-western bars. Dig a little deeper, though, and you’ll find what may be the most vibrant and varied…
Since I do a lot of bitching and moaning about the largely pathetic live-music network in South Florida, where worthwhile touring acts are as rare as a Miami snowstorm, I think it’s only fair to point out that there are several fine shows lined up this week at various spots…
Mandela Original Soundtrack (Island) This 26-track collection from the documentary of the same name blows its own horn too loudly by claiming to represent “the essential music of South Africa.” Its best moments, though, shed intriguing light on the development of the country’s music. From the Manhattan Brothers’ upbeat, urbane,…
Enough of the crowds on South Beach. It’s time for some decadent diversions in other parts of town. The Latin influence bleeds into North Miami when coffeehouse-cum-club the Grind (12573 Biscayne Blvd., 899-9979) hosts Descarga, a Latin open-mike night put on by local rock en espanol band ANada? Anyone who…
Credibility is a tricky thing in rock and roll — not because it’s so hard to attain, but because it means different things to different people. Aficionados of punk and rap seem more obsessed than others with the concept of credibility, but there’s a key difference that separates the two…
Like most things on South Beach, club openings depend on money, time, and the planets being correctly aligned. Having postponed their opening last weekend because of circumstances beyond the control of just about everybody, Zeptepi (1532 Washington Ave., Miami Beach, 534-5221) gears up yet again to open its doors on…
A week or so before the second annual Miami Latin Jazz Festival, held February 15 at the Gusman Center for the Performing Arts, organizer Arturo Campa told me the show was going to span the history of Afro-Cuban music. And the lineup for the event, a benefit for the Friends…
With the rarest of exceptions, the music industry is a festering slime pit populated by rabid weasels, an utterly soulless corporate machine devoid of morals and dedicated to nothing other than the pursuit of the almighty dollar at the expense of artistic integrity and all trace of human compassion. This…
Pioneering entrepreneur Mark Soyka knows it isn’t easy selling live jazz in South Beach, a place where the throbbing pulse and synthetic drone of DJ-spun techno is the preferred soundtrack, and where what little live music you can find is of the rock and roll variety. But through perseverance and…
The Pharaohs Awakening (Luv N’ Haight/Ubiquity) The Pharaohs In the Basement (Luv N’ Haight/Ubiquity) Like James Brown on a psych-jazz bender or Charles Mingus dabbling in avant-garde funk, the Pharaohs cut a singular path up the center of R&B, making room to further explore the sonic innovations introduced in the…
It’s no mere coincidence that the lineup for this year’s Miami Latin Jazz Festival spans the gamut of Afro-Cuban music history. That’s exactly what organizer Arturo Campa had in mind for the second annual staging of the blowout, which is being held Saturday, February 15, at the Gusman Center for…
Christian rock. The very name suggests something sterile, lame, weak. There’s something not right about it. Like a middle-aged man crashing a rock and roll teen party, busting a dance-floor move in a hopeless attempt to show his kids that he’s still got a finger on the rock and roll…
Graham Parker Acid Bubblegum (Razor & Tie) Acid Bubblegum is meant to be a return to form for Graham Parker, a reprise of his classic Seventies days as a bitter, punky pub-rocker. The album is certainly filled with bitterness, and for a while that’s okay. The opening track, “Turn It…
If you could genetically engineer the perfect human female to interpret the decadent Twenties-era cabaret music of Kurt Weill and Bertolt Brecht, you would probably come up with Marianne Faithfull. Faithfull, whose fresh blond beauty as a Sixties convent-girl-turned-pop-princess has since given way to a burnished, worldly, hard-edged appeal, has…
Last year about this time I wrote a fairly scathing diatribe for New Times about the sorry state of reggae, which ran to coincide with the third annual Bob Marley Festival. It generated some heated letters, as well as a few nasty phone calls, but after re-reading the piece the…
Tonight (Thursday, February 6) South Beach’s Bash (655 Washington Ave., Miami Beach, 538-2274) hosts the launch party for Generation X, the new Saturday-night what’s-hot-what’s-not TV show (check your local listings for channel and time). The hourlong, bilingual program is filmed entirely in Miami and features spots on nightlife, fashion, music,…
Snoop Doggy Dogg’s new album, Tha Doggfather, was meant to herald a new phase for gangsta rap’s biggest star, but not under such sad circumstances. The murder of Tupac Shakur, a peer, a friend, and the only other artist close to Snoop’s stature at the leading rap music label, Death…
Rain is falling lightly when piano player Paquito Hechavarria gets the bum’s rush from a Coral Gables restaurant. The musician is three nights into a gig accompanying a blues singer at Mike’s Hideaway, an upscale eatery that boasts a pristine white baby grand but few customers for dinner on a…
Bid your fondest farewell to Lua (409 Espanola Way, Miami Beach, 534-0061), the South Beach club that has provided much of the pomp and circumstance on the beach for the last three years (that has to be some kind of record on South Beach). On Saturday, February 1, Lua celebrates…
Various Artists Enzso (Epic) How to describe this record? Well, let’s begin with the basics. This is a compilation of songs by the Eighties New Zealand pop band Split Enz, original home to Crowded Houseniks Neil and Tim Finn. The songs, however, have been translated into orchestral arrangements by keyboardist…
Lou Barlow first appeared as an unsettling blip on the radar screen of Eighties postpunk. As the tape-looping bassist for Dinosaur Jr. and then as the original lo-fi bedroom bard of the early Sebadoh records, Barlow seemed like nothing more than an anomaly, an angst-ridden character bent on upsetting the…
