Matt Kurz is a busy man. He’s the lead singer of the Matt Kurz One. And also the bassist, guitarist and keyboardist. Kurz sings scratchy, intense punk funk songs with a fiery slant reminiscent of The Who and James Brown.
What would happen if someone else had complete access to your cell phone, your world? Oh the secrets that they could uncover! (Cue a certain golfer who had been doing some putting around of his own). This heart-wrenching fear is played out on stage in Sarah Ruhl’s comedy “Dead Man’s Cell Phone” set to be performed at the Hippodrome State Theater from January 6 to 31.
At this stage in my life, the only practical benefit to regular exercise is improving my sexual attractiveness. (Health? I’m good, thanks. I voted for Obama, and he’s got me covered there.) I’ll pick up a dumbbell when the other channels of attracting women become obsolete.
All right, boys, wake up. These simple resolutions will help you score just a little bit more. As for all you boys who like boys? Don’t worry. I know your games, too. We’ll get to you all soon enough.
When you’re wearing metallic gold Christian Louboutin pumps, who needs a plot line?
Based on T.S. Eliot’s “Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats” and composed by theater proficient Andrew Lloyd Webber, “Cats” celebrates the lives and stories of a variety of dancing, prancing cats.
Stop by The Alligator Friday between 2 p.m. and 5 p.m. to pitch your ideas, show us your work or give us any feedback.
Your belly might be full, but your pockets are probably empty because, let’s face it, the magic of Christmas isn’t free. Imagine you have only $30 left in your wallet. Here are the best deals around town to make your first weekend of spring semester a memorable one:
What do Michael Cera, sex-crazed teenagers and gratuitous violence have in common? They are all mashed up in the new film “Youth in Revolt,” a teen sex comedy opening nationwide in theaters tomorrow. You may have, by now, been exposed to the subtly salacious trailer or seen the posters with Cera’s boyish face around campus.
As any well-educated and well-rounded 20-year-old can tell you, college welcomes those with an irrepressible appetite for knowledge. However, those 20-somethings also comprise the nation’s youth – a generation that is enjoying its prime and is fully aware of it sexual abilities. College also welcomes the flirtatious, the scandalous, the irresponsible, the debased and the adorably promiscuous. We jump in and out of one another’s beds but often overlook the simpler, STD-free expressions of our sexuality.
Even with a closet full of clothes, many women suffer from the age-old complaint: I don’t have anything to wear.
Things got weird almost immediately at the Gainesville Local Art Mart. Initially, I was distracted by the smell and sight of people making pizza inside the building, but it quickly became clear that many Gainesville residents make some crazy crafts. If you ever wanted to get some organic catnip (for just $2!) or a few bedazzled felt Christmas tree ornaments, this is definitely the right place.
Saoirse Ronan isn’t like her peers. She doesn’t have a fragrance or clothing line, and she isn’t among the teeny bopper, triple-threat, overnight sensations that Disney produces.
When my family gathers, we collectively devolve into sadists.
Cursive, an indie-rock band from Omaha, Neb., is playing at Common Grounds on Sunday. The band is on Saddle Creek records, a record label best known for another Omaha act, Bright Eyes. Its latest album, “Mama, I’m Swollen,” was released in March, and they played the “Late Show with David Letterman” that same month. The Avenue got the chance to talk to bass player Matt Maginn about playing on TV, the band’s sound and his favorite Nirvana record.
Fingers stained with ink and rooms with the scent of freshly brushed paint adorned the UF campus Friday night. Art students scattered with their artwork throughout the Fine Arts complex to showcase their latest creations for UF’s School of Art and Art History’s annual Art Bash event.
The streets of downtown Gainesville boomed with music, art stands and eager visitors last weekend as the 28th Annual Downtown Festival and Art Show filled about eight city blocks with entertainment.
After Bret found “love” and VH1 ended “Rock of Love Bus with Bret Michaels,” the trashy reality television gods have blessed me with another gem in the form of an hourlong block of the new season of “Tough Love.” I find Sundays lazing on the couch watching no-thought-involved TV medicinal, but for those of you who don’t, let me recap the show.
When Theory of a Deadman commands the stage, there are no frills or gimmicks.
In high school, I jealously watched my older sister on her laptop. She was on Facebook, a network exclusively for college kids. I couldn’t wait for college — if not for the freedom, then definitely for the college e-mail address that would grant my entry into the elite Facebook club.
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