The Avenue | Nightlife
If you’re a freshman, the weekday grind of repetitive conversation, handshaking and awkward smiling has left your face, hands and brain a little numb. Then the weekend arrives. You have a glorious Saturday or Sunday ahead of you filled with sleeping, Internet surfing and movie watching on a Netflix account that you probably don’t pay for. However, the problem then arises that you don’t know anything about anything because you’re a freshman — duh. You will probably find yourself weighing one of these general options and, if so, here are some tips to go along with them:
This fall, the Alachua County Fairgrounds will see more paint than it ever has.
In March, the Gainesville venue was sent a cease and desist order from a Las Vegas bar “Double Down Saloon,” which owns the trademark on the name. To avoid legal conflict, ownership decided that a name change would be the easier route.
They danced with the frantic, jerking movements of a person undergoing a seizure. They danced like their lives depended on it. Women spun glow sticks attached to long strands of wire like medieval flails, and men nodded their heads vigorously to the urgent, chaotic rhythm that pulsated with an intensity normally reserved for a place of worship.
Local brewery owner Luke Kemper has a lot bottled up — one thing being patience. That’s what it’s taken the owner of Swamp Head Brewery, 3140 SW 42nd Way, to start growing his 1-year-old business.
Welcome home, Gators. How’s your champagne hangover treating you? Mine might be gone by the time this prints, but I’m not counting on it.
If there’s anyone in this town that can go out night after night, get stupid-drunk and not die, it’s me. I’m Kat Bein, pro-rager and party journalist extraordinaire. My mission was easy: Hit the streets, get schwasted and meet people. Basically, do what I do every night, but do it harder.
Hello party people, welcome to the coolest hole in the wall.Gainesville may be a small, liberal town swimming in a sea of conservatism and religious enthusiasm, but in this tiny pocket of North Central Florida, we know how to get down and dirty with the best.
Rum. Australians overthrew their government for it. The Royal Navy got a daily ration of it until 1970. George Washington demanded it at his 1789 inauguration. Although it’s been around for 100 years, we still drink it like there’s no tomorrow.
DJ-party madness was in full effect July 5, as Gainesville celebrated the Fourth a day late with electro-droppin’, champagne-poppin’ Steve Aoki.