Make Me a Supermodel Returns with a Miami Catwalker

We haven’t been watching much Bravo since the last (and final?) season of Project Runway, but sort-of-vain local chef Jeff is still in the running on Top Chef. Now he’ll have another Miami native joining him on the cable channel. Meet Laury, a 23-year-old “freelance model” who was born and…

Miami According to Brooklyn: Listen to Your Elders

To read past installments of Miami According to Brooklyn, click here. I want to talk this week about how the younger generation has no respect for the older generation. The younger kids coming up have no respect for the people who have been there, done that sort of thing. I…

Meet Rebecca Wakefield, Political Operative

Times are really hard for ink-stained wretches in the musky Banana Republic we call Miami-Dade County. With the Miami Herald on the selling block and more layoffs expected early this year, MAP fizzling out, the ever-shrinking Miami SunPost, and even the bloodletting at New Times, being a local print journalist…

¿Que Pasa, M.I.A.? Jose Goes Camping

To get an introduction to Jose El Rey (if you actually need one!) and to read previous installments of his weekly Crossfade column, Que Pasa, M.I.A?, click here. Against my better judgment and sense of comfort and convenience, I went camping. Into the woods. Into the night. With fire. And…

Letters from the Issue of January 8, 2009

No Sympathy for the Piggies Naive city slickers: I was a bit disappointed at the slant Natalie O’Neill took in her December 25 article “Hog Huntin’.” It portrayed hunters as an irresponsible bunch with zero morality. The truth is there are as many types of hunters as there are people…

Throwback Tuesdays: The Impacts – “Ft. Lauderdale”

Probably the only surf-rock song nearly everyone recognizes is “Wipe Out!” (if you really need a reminder, click here). And the version with which people are familiar is that done in 1963 by the Surfaris, a California quartet still making bank on the nostalgia circuit today. By all accounts, pretty…

Introducing Subterranean Finds, a New Crossfade Album Review Column

The last thing the world needs is another rant by some snooty music scribe who actually believes he can peg the next Coldplay or validate some MySpace wannabe. Don’t worry; yours truly doesn’t make any such presumptions. You won’t find any holier-than-thou prognostications here — just good new sounds worth…

South Florida Makes Big, Queer Reality TV Show History

In the event that you’ve had better things to do than watch MTV deteriorate into a steaming sewer of reality programming, you may have missed South Florida’s double-time queer cast previewed on Real World Brooklyn. The show’s 21st season premiers January 7 and will follow its first-ever transgender character -…

¿Que Pasa, M.I.A.? New Year’s Resolutions

To read past installments of ¿Que Pasa, M.I.A?, click here. Trying to make a New Year’s resolution stick is like trying to get all your friends to call you by a self-appointed nickname. (Dudes, bro, from now on call me  Shatterstar. ) This year, I’m gonna buckle down and really…

Letters from the Issue of January 1, 2009

Ignoring the Facts The writer sucks: Tim Elfrink’s December 18 piece “Black October” is a one-sided and misleading characterization of the events of 2003 in Bolivia. The deaths and injuries associated with these events were indeed tragic and regrettable, but Mr. Elfrink’s effort to blame all of this on the…

Local Motion: Ultrachic – Ultrachic

UltrachicUltrachic (Self-released)www.myspace.com/ultrachicUltrachic stand on a weird crossroad bridge where they sonically span the golden years of Venezuelan rock (Sentimiento Muerto, Dermis Tatu, Desorden Público) with the newer bloods who continue to make the racket (Zapato 3, Los Amigos Invisibles, Caramelos de Cianuro). The funny thing is, Ultrachic bass player Luis…

Miami According to Brooklyn: Dating Advice

To read past installments of Miami According to Brooklyn, click here. Most of these guys who hang out in this club scene crap have no respect for women whatsoever. They’re just out trying to get their dick wet, which is horrible. I see it every day. Women should be treated…

Esto solo pasa en Meeyami

Today, the last day of 2008, Banana Republican highlights his ten favorite news stories of the year, the tales that truly capture life in a sun-drenched, third-world dimension. 10. Marc Sarnoff’s Memo to Himself. The Coconut Grove loving city commissioner has a super secret meeting with Joe Arriola at which…

¿Que Pasa, M.I.A.? ¡Feliz Navidad from Jose El Rey!

¡Feliz Navidad, Miami! As I sit by my Christmas tree and look upon the disco ball ornaments as they glitter and shine, I stroll through my holiday memory lane.This is the time of year that I eat tons of lechon, yuca, and arroz con frijoles. I have no idea what…

Letters from the Issue of December 25, 2008

Bolivia: The Lost Frontier Evo sucks: Even though Tim Elfrink’s December 18 cover story, “Black October,” was beautifully written, I’m disappointed that the egotism and thirst for revenge of a man as ignorant and power-hungry as Bolivia’s current president, Evo Morales, has blinded even an educated audience. People should know…

Strippers’ XXXmas

A snow angel of a girl — pretty, brunette, and fair — stands on a stage in hoochie stilettos and a sky-blue thong with ribbonlike straps that knot at her hips. The lighted floor below her shifts in color every few seconds, providing a much-needed glow to BT’s Gentlemen’s Club…