OK, so we were joking about the professional part. There are no suits and ties in the Crossfade office. And we don’t carry a briefcase unless it’s full of Four Loko. But we do got jobs! And if you wanna write about music and get paid for it, like Lester…
Most professional politicians don’t know how to party. Their idea of “fun” is finger foods, light drinks, and saxophone music. So under normal circumstances, we here at Crossfade prefer partying to politicking, boozing to bargaining, drugging to debating. But Miami-Dade mayoral candidate Luther Campbell is different. As we all know,…
Building a DJ rep on the back of remixes isn’t a new career strategy. But Dragan Roganovic has had a particularly prosperous go at it. Born in Serbia, raised in Australia, and now based out of California, the electro-house head known as Dirty South has been banging around the scene…
Do you remember where you were ten years ago? If it was a Thursday night here in Miami, chances are pretty damned good that you were making your way to ¡Fuacata!, a hot new party at La Pequeña Habana’s Hoy Como Ayer. And if you weren’t heading to ¡Fuacata! to…
You were probably under the impression that our calendar was divided into only four seasons: Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter. Wrong … You forgot the Hot and Sexy season. It’s that time of the year when the sun reaches peak intensity and people start to take off their clothes …..
Alex Caso’s apartment is truly fascinating. He’s an avid collector of what he calls “media.” The place is blanketed with wonderful, collectable toys, records, DVDs, CDs. It’s a little nerd boy’s dream! He asks if we like Kate Bush, and pops her onto the record player (figuratively, of course), later…
If you wanna be a word nerd about it, truth is a judgement, proposition, or idea generally accepted by the global human community to be factually proven and reality tested. Like, Bass is bad for your health. But it’s good for your ass. Or, Dubstep kills crappy parties. In this…
Did you know that an ant can carry anywhere from ten to 50 times its own body weight? Just another reason why Bachaco’s name is awesome. Besides the word being fun to say. For those that don’t know, this local Latin-reggae fusion band derives is name from a Venezuelan leaf-cutter…
Metal bands have the best names. Period. They also have the best names for their venues. You know, any shmuck can give you a flyer. Or, I guess, invite you on Facebook to a show featuring The Bores at Wherever. But how about when some longhair gives you the password…
A strange and highly mutated (or some would say evolved) breed of great apes emerged approximately 200,000 years ago on the African continent. These creatures had huge brains. They were physically weak, slow, and basically hairless. And yet they strutted around the jungle like hot shit on two legs. Blessed…
Hype is a bitch. When word spread that Lady Gaga’s “Judas” video would contain an infinite number of Biblical references, everyone started with the “Like a Prayer” comparisons. And you can’t blame ’em, Gaga. You’ve given snarky bloggers plenty of ammunition to justify the Madonna juxtaposition.So color us disappointed if…
Can’t wait till March 2012 for another big dose of electronic music? Well, there may be a temporary cure when Identity, a summer traveling electronic music festival, stops in Miami on August 25.Details at the moment are vague. There is no word about a specific venue or ticket prices. But…
You don’t get to be Mr. Worldwide by sitting on your ass. And Pitbull, who’s earned that moniker by grinding his way to the top, knows it better than anyone. Which is why it should come as no surprise that rather than bank on the success of massive hits with…
You may remember the beautiful Kylie Minogue from her dance club hit “Can’t Get You Out of My Head” that didn’t get out of your head till the late Aughts. And maybe you heard somewhere that this lady just battled and beat breast cancer’s ass. You may also know that…
For truly dedicated Deadheads, every day is a psychedelic 4/20 freakout. Smoke a bowl, drop some acid, sip a little red wine, and take a trip through the universe to a jagged purple planet and a lonely San Francisco-style tenement where six extraterrestrial rock stars are staring at a snowy…
That crazy rapping bastard from Los Angeles, Tyler the Creator, is dropping Goblin next week, and subsequently popping Odd Future’s commercial crossover cherry. For music snobs, May 10 will forever be known as the day Tyler sold out and selfishly whored himself to an indie music label powerhouse, XL, in…
On January 4, 2011, the ninth annual Jam Cruise got totally sunk in a sea of negative vibes when federal agents and K-9 officers from ICE, the U.S. Marshals Service, the DEA, and the Broward Sheriff’s Office conducted a joint drug raid as hippies, herbal enthusiasts, and jam-band junkies boarded…
Wanna star in a faux snuff flick? Well, if you’ve been dying to die on film (or commit some kind of bloody crime in front of the camera), this might be your big break ’cause local psych-rock creeps Lil Daggers are currently seeking one girl and one guy for a…
Almost a month ago, we received word that Puerto Rican tag team Calle 13 was planning a Miami show on May 27 as part of its initial 11-city Entren los Que Quieran US tour. At the time, there was no venue. And details were sketchy. But still, we got all…
Officially, April 12 was the street date for local garage-y gang Lil Daggers’ debut full-length disc. But so far, no one’s seen an actual vinyl copy of the self-titled slab. As reported in New Times’ recent Lil Daggers mini-feature, the album was supposed to be released via Boca Raton-based label…
The wobbly bass line is just as important to dupstep as analog sounds were to French electro-house. So you can’t fault Caligula, the local dynamic duo of Obi Tawil and Mike Larson, for always featuring it prominently. However, with The Rise EP, which was released in March, Tawil and Larson almost…
The last Friday of the month is just a little less than 34 hours away. So go put on your most blazingly bright red dress shirt and whitest tie, polish your lucky set of fichas, and suck back a half-gallon of guarapo spiked with Havana Club … It’s almost time…
