Month: May 2002

The esoteric lure of South Beach nightlife. Sensually inviting, conceptually intriguing. A thin veil of merriment that drapes across the landscape masking a torrential maelstrom of cheap hustles and lustful desires of the flesh churning […]

On the barren plains of modern nightlife, where the relentless pursuit of sex and small-change notoriety is elevated to an exalted and perfectly hideous art-form, the nightlife voyeur is presented with a dazzling array of […]

You never really thought of yourself as an addict, but one day you come to realize that’s exactly what you are—just another clubland junkie hooked on the sleazy, dime-store thrills of nightlife. An utterly offensive, […]

South Beach, as always, remains at the forefront the new American religion—the replacement of society’s true and meaningful values with a twisted form of tabloid celebrity worship. The Grande Dame of Deco never seems to […]

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the greatest show on earth—Miami Beach—a town conceived as a fantasy, framed in flamboyance and occasionally touched by the darker urges of humanity. An island paradise where the pure of […]

Life is not always fun and games. Unless, of course, you live here in South Beach, where each night is a disgustingly glorious wonderland of savage music, mystical … […]

Dogs dropping dead on the sidewalk … shrubs bursting into flames … summer in South Beach is hot. The fun city all-stars showing a distinct lack of nocturnal initiative during the dog days of summer, […]

Cable sewage. Four hundred channels of proletariat sludge. God, this TV is depressing … Trailer-trash screaming at the top of their lungs; teens having sex with their grandparents; a brother who’s really his sister’s father—has […]

Trekking down to the Paris Theater and the annual Aqua Girl Ball for the expressed purpose of photographing the meteoric and beautiful DJ, Tracy Young—the subject of an upcoming Sara Churchville article—and having nothing, absolutely […]

I could hear the music from two blocks away as I turned the corner on 23rd Street at midnight last Tuesday heading for Lola Bar. DJ SmeeJay was in rare form … […]