Listen up, kiddies. Next time you want to buy a copy of Grand Theft Auto or Stubbs the Zombie, you might need Mom's permission. State Sen. Alex Diaz de la Portilla sponsored a bill in the Senate two weeks ago that would prohibit minors from buying or renting video games...
The Council Oak weathered Hurricane Wilma just fine. This tree, a historic meeting place for Seminole Indians dispersed after 19th-century Indian wars, is still standing broad at the southeast corner of Stirling Road and State Road 7, flanked by a bingo parlor and a discount cigarette shop and just south...
Picture the following gang of hip-hop misfits: two Harlemites — one an imposing 300 pounds with a Zeus-like voice, the other cherub-faced and sporting an incongruous nasal twang — who interweave sci-fi imagery into their hyperrealist ghetto tales; a dreadlocked freestyle champ with a socialist agenda and a knack for...
Admit it. You've Googled your name once or twice, curious to see how many other "yous" there are in cyberspace. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Dave Gorman certainly wasn't embarrassed when he wrote Are You Dave Gorman?, a true tale about hunting down 24 other people who share his...
Maria Jackson and Helen Chervin happily give tours of their Hollywood neighborhood. It's not a tour you'll find in a promotional pamphlet. In fact, city officials admit that they "surrendered" this neighborhood a long time ago. But Jackson and Chervin haven't. On a recent weekday afternoon, Jackson and Chervin, notebooks...
It stands to reason that once you've made it to all-star status, you're one of the legends of the game. Just ask Luther Dickinson, lead guitarist and singer for the blues-rocking trio North Mississippi Allstars. "Actually," he says, "the name is kind of tongue-in-cheek, because we got two white guys...
Richard Gere? That's the first thought that came to mind upon learning that Mr. Salt-and-Pepper-Sexy-Buddhist-Wasp had been cast as Saul Naumann in Bee Season, the film version of Myla Goldberg's best-selling novel. In the book, Saul is an oppressive and learned Jewish patriarch, a cantor and student of mysticism whose...
I used to know a bunch of gay South Florida ladies who took biyearly treks to Atlanta in search of brides. Fed up with Palm Beach slim pickin's, they'd pack up the car with a week's worth of bait (massage oil, patchouli-scented candles, CK One cologne, Ani DiFranco tapes) and...
THU 24 According to hieroglyphics etched into the side of Plymouth Rock, people since the beginning of time (or 1620) have been known to spend Turkey Day at Calder Race Course (21001 NW 27th Ave., Miami) watching thoroughbreds hoof around the track and, of course, gambling. Leave Mom in peace...
If you're a real estate broker dealing in seven- and eight-figure properties, the news is all good. Keep the Kristal flowing, son. According to Rick Goodwin, publisher of Unique Homes Magazine, about 50,000 multimillion-dollar homes were sold nationwide last year, compared with 9,000 in 1997. And Florida is right there,...
On a dark and stormy night last year, the creepiest band in America was burning bridges at one of the friendliest venues in Palm Beach County. A temporary ban from the Red Lion, two drummers, two bass players, and a new guitarist later, the Creepy T's return to the scene...
The Weather Man, starring Nicolas Cage as a disappointment of a son and a failure of a father, was screened for critics in the spring, before its April release was pushed to October, ostensibly to allow for the off chance that Cage or Michael Caine (as Cage's father) might be...
You could finish repaving Clematis Street with all the hyphens: Happy Anarchy is the indie-brass-pub-emo-anthem-jam-rock band you've always craved but never thought possible. Hailing from Staten Island, New York, this energetic eight-piece plays the kind of broad-minded music that usually slips through the cracks because of bogus attempts at categorization...
Wednesday night at Ray's Downtown. A 50-something guitarist alone on the bandstand idly strokes the strings between numbers as a handful of barflies down cheap drinks. Slow night. In fact, the club exhibits a barely detectable pulse, despite the dozen or so patrons who have dragged themselves away from the...
September 19, 2004, didn't seem to be Marcie Lynn Musgrave's lucky day. The petite blond, two months shy of her 21st birthday, had just spent the night partying on Clematis Street in West Palm Beach. As she headed home in her car, an off-duty cop followed. He had noted that,...
We Need More Guns Bleeding hearts and their lambs: Thanks for letting me know about the great things going on at this station ("Savage Station," Bob Norman, September 22). Although Savage is just that, he speaks the truth about many people. It's disgusting how the media portray Bush as the...
A quarter century after the advent of AIDS in America, Professor William Darrow's sense of urgency about one thing remains undiminished: This state, this country, isn't doing enough to stop the disease. Although new treatments have made AIDS less deadly, a vaccine remains chimerical, and prevention efforts are flagging. We...
Waking from a trance, you find yourself in the restroom of a diner. You just stabbed a complete stranger to death as he urinated. Blood is on everything -- including you. And to make matters worse, a police officer is sitting outside, drinking coffee. Should you take the time to...
Summiting the Rickenbacher Causeway on a bicycle at sunset offers a startling take on Miami. The whitewashed skyline juts like an artificial reef out of Biscayne Bay, which stretches far below and southward into endless Atlantic. Cars whiz by indifferently, and the warm evening air is palpable with sound and...
Sandhill cranes migrate to Delray FRI 8/19 It's hard to understand sandhill cranes if you're a city dweller. With that in mind, photographer Diane Farris moved to rural Gainesville three years ago, where, in a mood of poetic reverie and vivid beauty, she captured their subtle interaction. The results can...
Floyd Hull Stadium, part of a 9.2-acre park in southern Fort Lauderdale, has a special place in Tailpipe's battered heart. Fifty years ago, volunteers and players from the nonprofit Federal Little League raised enough money through cupcake sales to build the professional-looking baseball stadium that includes grandstands, an announcer's booth,...
