The green-minded individuals behind Emerge Miami’s Critical Mass have developed several well-worn paths in their regular bike treks across the city. Most of those paths have led to Coconut Grove, Brickell, and other tree-lined, wide-avenued, picturesque locales. Today the Critical Massers will explore one of Miami’s most historic districts. They’re…
Although to many of us in Western culture, the rat symbolizes all that is base and gross in nature, in Eastern culture, it’s just the opposite. In fact the lowly rodent represents material gain, leadership, and renewal. And to celebrate all of those brilliant rattributes, there are a number of…
We love Ricki Lake. Ever since she made her name as Tracy Turnblad in John Waters’s original Hairspray, she sang, danced, and shook her fabulous fanny all the way into our hearts. Even when she was giving a televised platform to reluctant baby daddies and plastic-surgery junkies on her eponymous…
If you’re a religious sort of person, you know the Lenten season is fast approaching. If you’re a Catholic, you just might be ready to sacrifice your favorite vice for the 40 days and nights after Ash Wednesday. If you’re a hedonist (and you probably are — you’re reading New…
If you’re under the age of 13, you’re all like, “OMG! Hannah Montana’s coming to town!” If you’re over 21 and don’t tend to hang around tweens and their ilk, you’re like, “Who in hell is Hannah Montana, and when did people start practically murdering one another for her concert…
“A kiss on the hand may be quite continental, but …” you know what? Marilyn Monroe got it wrong. Diamonds are beautiful and all, but the whole conflict controversy makes it feel kinda icky to buy the overpriced stones. If you’re like us, you see through the brilliant De Beers…
When you think student musician, an inadvertent snore might bubble from your lips. We don’t mean to be snarky (okay, yes we do), but most performances by college kids in music school tend to sway to the beats of jazz fusion or wannabe jam bands. Quality isn’t necessarily guaranteed. But…
Race-based humor is an American tradition that has become a stereotype. Those typical “black people talk like this” and “white people can’t dance” jokes are beyond played out. Come on, comedians! There are so many more cultures and ethnicities to mock. Take a lesson from Russell Peters. The Indian-Canadian comedian…
If there’s one thing the artsy-fartsies in this city love, it’s young, up-and-coming creative talent with edgy ability. If you’re the new, hot painter, sculptor, dancer, musician, or avant-garde performance whatever and you fall into the right Wynwood/Design District circle, you too can be the toast of Miami. The people…
January is the perfect month for the ING Miami Marathon. After all, it’s practically the only month suitable for any kind of strenuous outdoor activity. Following the holiday hubbub, the city’s streets are once again becoming safe from snowbirds, and comfortable temperatures waft along on pleasantly surprising gusts of …..
Today we celebrate the birth of Martin Luther King. Jr. (actually January 15) and commemorate his legacy of peaceful activism. The changes Dr. King dreamed of have often seemed as slow-flowing as molasses, but in this election year, there are unmistakable signs of progress. After all, a black man and…
They call it wacky tobacky. Sticky icky. Ghetty green. Hydro. Chronic. Trees. Mary Jane. Those who partake in marijuana consumption for pleasure have many a fond nickname for the unfortunately illegal herb. Those who have suffered from terminal illnesses and found relief in the calming clouds of smoke call it…
For two decades, the publication you’re reading has been proudly pissing off public officials, featuring stories from the streets, and shining a light on the Magic City’s cultural luminaries. It’s been a wonderful and crazy 20 years, and to celebrate this special almost-legal-age anniversary of Miami New Times, we’re throwing…
In the Eighties, Bill Cosby was America’s dad, known and loved as Dr. Cliff Huxtable on The Cosby Show. It was big, groundbreaking television that culled enormous viewing audiences of all races and proved that too many kids tearing around the house can be adorably annoying regardless of ethnicity. Besides…
For a reggae fanatic, it sounds like a dream – hanging out in Jamaica with Bob Marley in his mid-Seventies prime, standing backstage, taking photos as the musical legend casually hands you a spliff for your toking pleasure. Yet all of that and more happened to Peter Simon, the award-winning…
You hear a term like ethnic cleansing and you immediately begin thinking about foreign tragedies where humans take on the characteristics of monsters, and men play God with the lives of others. But much of the groundwork for horrors overseas was laid long ago right here in the U.S.A.. Marco…
Miami Beach: Blueprint of an Eden is a magnificent new coffee table book by locals Michele Oka Doner and Mitchell Wolfson Jr., saturated with stunning historical images and luminous prose. And according to Oka Doner, it all started with a song. “Micky [Wolfson] and I were crossing the Suwannee River,…
Your new year’s resolutions: 1) Read more. 2) Educate yourself about this upcoming presidential election and keep another power-mad, oil-hungry idiot out of the White House. You can add check marks beside both after attending today’s opening reception at the Miami-Dade Library Auditorium. From 6:30 to 8 p.m., you can…
To borrow and rephrase a quote from Big Daddy Kane, teachin’ (much like pimpin’) ain’t easy. The pay is notoriously lousy, and the government never seems to truly consider the desperate needs of the overburdened system before slapping on a that’ll-fix-it catch phrase. Then, of course, there’s the seemingly insurmountable…
Back in the day, you collected Barbies and G.I. Joes, My Little Pony and Transformers. Now that you’re all grown up, the toys you once prized must be kept secure so their value doesn’t diminish. You don’t call them toys anymore, though; they’re collectibles. And they’ve become so much cooler…
During the mid-19th Century, paradise meant different things to the Anglo-American population than to African-Americans. In the Fifties, white visions might have neatly lined up with Leave It to Beaver’s depiction of a rose-color America – a big TV set in every living room, a tail-finned car in the driveway,…
“Hey, let’s go to that sweet new bar in Coconut Gro …,” you begin to say before you remember, Damn, yet another new place with potential has shut its doors in this pedestrian paradise. Just in boozy memory you can reel ’em off: The Hungry Sailor, Murphy’s Law, Tigertail, Firkin…
