If Tiësto is the Led Zeppelin of Electronic Dance Music, a title bestowed upon the Dutch DJ by 1,400 beat freaks who took our recent poll, what does that make Steve Angello? He’s one-third of EDM royal family Swedish House Mafia, the only crew powerful enough attempt an Ultra upstaging…
When Crossfade read this week’s edition of Luke’s Gospel, entitled “2 Live Crew Is Reuniting Because Our Fans Want To Shake That Booty,” we got, like, “Me So Horny!”-level excited…
With the first month of 2012 dead and gone, it’s time to take a survey of up-and-coming South Florida music and maybe try to predict what the rest of the year has in store. This is not a best-of list. Nor is it a complete appraisal of South Florida’s expansive…
Tiësto? Ha, more like “Tiësticle,” as Ashley Swanson put it. It was a seemingly collective tone among outraged Crossfade readers who took to New Times’ official Facebook page and voiced their adamant displeasure with our poll. We asked, “Is Tiësto the Led Zeppelin of Electronic Dance Music?” Within minutes, comments…
Read ex-Crossfade contributor and new music editor Liz Tracy’s love letter to New Times Broward-Palm Beach readers on countygrind.com. I love Miami. I’ve been writing about it and living it for years. But last Friday, I told Miami New Times music editor S. Pajot that I would soon be leaving…
The results are in; Tiësto is the Led Zeppelin of electronic dance music. According to EDM fans, that is. An overwhelming majority of beat freaks responded to yesterday’s poll, over 68 percent of whom sided with The Joint Hard Rock’s William Conn and agreed that the Dutch DJ is to…
Let’s get high with a hobo. Grand Central Park’s having its proverbial cherry popped tomorrow night with a ribbon-cutting ceremony and inaugural concert by bilingual alt-electro group Elastic Bond. The five-acre, multi-use recreation space was designed to generate a pedestrian-friendly environment in Overtown. But when the Bond hits the stage…
Bold beats and even bolder statements — that’s the product of Tiësto’s new web series, In the Booth. From his arena shows to outdoor festivals, college tour and beyond, the online, HP-backed and Intel-sponsored reality mini-series is yet another example of how EDM has gone mainstream. In the Booth premiered…
It’s not easy being a musician in Vice City. The geographical challenge alone is enough to make any band go crazy. Miami may never be called a musical epicenter. But when Radioboxer’s Jota Dazza put out the call for fellow musicians to take part in the Florida Music Get Together,…
Back in the hot and sweaty summer of 2011, local rap crew ¡Mayday! set out on an 82-city blitz across the United States of America and Canada alongside the band’s boss, Tech N9ne, and the rest of his Strange Music fam. That cross-country trek was called the All 6’s and…
Admittedly, we were nervous about Jacuzzi Boys’ upcoming European tour. But we quickly changed our tone when Hardly Art assured us it’d be a land-based trek. Phew, what a relief. European tours can be a real bummer. Shitty guides recklessly leading you into dangerously shallow waters, shoddy safety regulations …..
When notorious rap provocateur, noted man of the people, and New Times columnist Luther Campbell told the Young Money crew to either give back or get out of Miami, pop-hopper Drake Aubrey Graham tried to act tough. He shot back at Campbell with “The Motto,” spitting a lame diss that…
Meet Brass Knuckles, a three-man production team that moonlights as a live electronic band. Repping the 305 to the fullest, Danny D’Brito, Tony Livadas, and Anthony Pisano have played all the biggest venues while also producing their own reoccurring party, Electrik Circus, at Grand Central. Over the last three years,…
As that big, burning ball in the sky (you know, the sun, man) completes its crazy circular trip throughout the zodiac along the eliptic (that’s, like, a “year” in square speak), we here at Crossfade are prepping Major Mushroom’s Interstellar Psychedelic Love Bus (our hand-painted 1966 Volkswagen Kombi) for another…
Art sucks. Get drunk. Music sucks. Dance harder. The lights are too bright. Turn them all off and let the bass drown your body till your heart rattles in your ribcage. Throw your phone against the ground, quit paying your internet bill, never trust a wireless modem, and check out…
Granted … Lil Wayne ain’t no Nelson Mandela. He only spent 11 months in prison (not, you know, 27 years) after getting busted on his tour bus for “attempted possession of a weapon” (not, you know, attempting to free the people of South Africa from the horrors of Apartheid), but…
Planning to attend the Metal Cruise of Heaviness Pre-Apocalyptic Party? Well, it has already been anecdotally established that there’s a shit-load of medical dangers associated with habitual headbanging, e.g. massive migraine, unholy whiplash, brutal back spasms, slurred speech, and brain bleeds, not to mention chronic fucking gnarliness. But just to…
How do we here at Crossfade typically spend our Saturday nights? Drunk and half-naked at the club, scamming complimentary booze coupons, shaking our fat asses to neo-freestyle, and shouting stupid stuff like, “No panties on the dance floor!,” while holding our nose and fake puking. The point: Our Broward-Palm Beach…
Just 13 days ago, Ice Cream’s Thomas Kennedy, Justin Anthony Rivers, Roy Neil Hunter, Joel Gutman, and Alex Lashley dumped us like an old girlfriend with herpes, released their new album Good (which is “really good”), and announced plans to flee Miami for New York City. But before Thomas, Justin,…
It lingered in the background at nearly every one of our backyard barbecues last year — Givers’ up-tempo debut record, In Light. Nestled alongside the Black Keys’ El Camino, Fleet Foxes’ Helplessness Blues, and Cults’ self-titled effort, the record even earned a spot on our arbitrary Best Of 2011 list,…
Being the frontman of one of the biggest bands on the planet can be a real pain in the sesamoid bone and flexor tendon. Just ask Red Hot Chili Peppers’ Anthony Kiedis. The porn ‘stachioed rocker recently underwent surgery to treat a bum foot, the result of “multiple” injuries. And…
In 1967, The Beatles released their sprawling Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band concept album, a dense wallop of cutting-edge experimental production techniques, schizophrenic survey of genres, and, most importantly, the psychedelic youth movement’s most prominent statement. Really, the whole record, from start to finish, was about getting faded. And…
