Very soon, my beloved Pawn Shop is going to have an unfortunate high-speed encounter with a wrecking ball.
Everyone knew this day was coming, and to most people I'm sure this is just another drop in the well of failed nightlife. To me, Pawn Shop was the pinnacle of the "not stupid" phase of night life. So many good memories, now literally turned into dust. It is but one of many high profile closures that have occurred recently:
- Money Shot at Vagabond (tonight is the last night)
- Off The Radar
- Weekly BBQ thing at PS14 (it was, shockingly, closed last night)
- Josh Menendez has left his long-term hosting (dare I say promoting?) gig at Aerobar Thursdays
- Chocolate Sundays at Purdy are not what they once were; same with Bella Rose that night
- Studio A (this isn't recent, but people still call me every week trying to find somewhere to book an act)
Many other nights which shall not be named are teetering on the brink of disaster. Compared to a year ago, the indie scene is fucked. In fact, anyone who is interested in listening to slightly less predictable music far from the grasp of filthy, tacky tourists is fucked. The interesting side of Miami nightlife has been fractured (har har), Balkanized, rendered obsolete so clubs like Kukukakamuko can come in and spread tastelessness and knife fights far and wide. The exciting, unique opportunity that downtown represents is at a risky point.
Ask anyone involved in the industry and they'll have an excuse for you: the economy, college, lazy, unimaginative promoters (my fave).
A new raft of venues have popped up to fill the void: Voyage on Brickell, King is Dead (next to Grass), the reborn Karu and Y, the reinvigorated Circa28 (Tolfrey, MANDY, and Damian.. wot?), various secret projects on both sides of the bay. But for now I feel lost.
But at least I'm lost with Lee Curtiss. Read on for our suggestions for this weekend of moribund partying!
Thursday:
{{photo:20904}}Money Shot at Vagabond, Last Time Edition. This is a fucking shame. Bring kleenex and poppers. Klever performing.
A Night With A Fly Guy (Rahsaan) at PS14. Mixtape release party. DJ Sire Esq, Self Born, and Ray Milian. $7.
Friday:
{{photo:right:20905}}Lee Curtiss at White Room. Another week, another imported DJ for Fracture. Lee Curtiss hails from Detroit and plays that techno that all the children likes. Here's an example video of the man himself playing in Zurich. Zurich! Free before midnight, $15 thereafter. Do it.
Saturday:
DJ Sneak at Laundry Bar 305 Music Lounge. Dumb name, amazing DJ. Sneak rarely comes through, and that is a real shame, because I find his brand of house to be really memorable and unique. Apparently the party is free. That's ridiculous.
The Glimmers at Poplife. DJ duo from Belgium celebrates their new album. $10.
Sunday:
Another weekend, another big Opium Group booking. Kaskade at Set. Not my kind of music, but still a respectable leap for a Sunday.




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oh well, i'll ride out the downtown recession i get my license back.
Money $hot, wow, sad, sad deal. JJ and X, wtf.. ?!
I really hope Miami's indie scene can withstand the extreme rush of euro-trash that will be invading come "season".
Lads with pasty white skin and orange capri pants will be flooding the clubs, dropping it like its humid.
At least you can always hit up the parties when big house dj's are in town- Hey, good music is good music.
Luckily, Alan T never disappoints with fierceness and amusement!
BOOOOOOOOO
As for the SWEAT in-store things, I'm gonna have to check it out and see what all the hoopla is about.
1. Venues- There aren't enough options close together to create a sort of nightlife community. The closest concept to this is the NE 14th/N. Miami strip. It's also a hassle commute to these spots. Since the city is so spread apart it becomes a mission to really get somewhere. Plus after the DUI's add up or those of use who are sensible enough realize that it's not safe to really go out and drink and drink due to the distance between club and home. A cab ride is not an option sue to the distances as well...oh wait; I forgot to mention gas prices.
2. Promoters- They've been doing the same thing for YEARS. It's come to the point where the regular promoters are "playing it safe" due to the lack of interest (attendance). They aren't unimaginative necessarily-formulas work. And if there isn't enough capital coming trough the door to invest in acts...do the math. What happened to fliers? I shouldn't have to go to only myspace to figure what's up too.
3. THE SCENE: The people of Miami kinda suck. I said it. I have lived there for over 20 years and what I can say with absolute certainty is that most people are out for themselves, specifically, here, than in most other cities. People are not interested in meeting others randomly-they have to be introduced to really be allowed to enter a circle. It's like fucking high school in clubland! But, this is what the streets are like too during the day time. If you smile at someone you seem suspect????How many times have ppl on the street, just for the hell of it, like in every other area of the US (besides NYC-but at least they smile) say "hello" when making eye contact-almost never in Miami. So, to me this is indicative of a larger sociological issue. When you look at legendary club life > places like Paradise Garage, Twilo, Cream, Big Beat Boutique, the Hacienda, the Loft, etc. Besides having DJs that actually had something OF THIER OWN to spin (whether they produced a new sound in their home studios and spun it out or combined records which had previously were never put together), the PEOPLE were the other half of the equation-THE COMMUNITY. I remember even going out when during the mid to late 90's to The Church and Back Door Bamby @ Liquid, early on with Poplife and you had a community there which is what we are ultimately missing today. You can't just be SCENE, you have to make a SCENE.
4. A TRANSIENT CITY: So many people just leave Miami b/c they become disenfranchised with the city or find other opportunities elsewhere. I work up in Fort Lauderdale and used to brave the drive for 2 years due to wanting to be able to go out downtown, DJ, and be a part of everything...I realized it's just not worth it b/c the people who were in it originally (with the exception of a few-poplife crew, sweat records crew, etc.) are burnt out and/or moved away. Those that remain like I said are really playing it safe. I am bored.
5. THE ECONOMY-please, this is an ultimate factor. My friends say they (and myself) can only afford to go out once on the weekend. The people that make up a real community in a club are the artists, and kids-all who are broke. And in a city that gets more and more expensive by the year with little salary hikes (if any in most jobs) where do you expect the disposable income to come from for drinks and covers? Hell, I can't afford a $7 drink right now. Shit needs to be adjusted for inflation.
I hope things get better before they get worse.
peace out....CNTRL