The Enclave hosts Ed Hardy pool party
By ATTIYYA ANTHONY | July 22, 2009There might be a backup at confessional come Sunday, due to The Network Promotions Sin-City-style pool party Saturday.
There might be a backup at confessional come Sunday, due to The Network Promotions Sin-City-style pool party Saturday.
Demi Moore stopped a desperate suicide attempt by re-posting an ominous message, a University of California, Berkeley student evaded Egyptian prison by posting the word "arrested," and Gainesville residents who had never met in person partied together at a local Japanese restaurant. Though seemingly unrelared and in different corners of the world, these three events have one thing in common - Twitter.
It/s 3 a.m., you/re piss-drunk, out of breath, rolling among sweat-stained sheets and incapable of sleep. No, you/re not in the thrusts of a one-night stand; you/re dealing with heartbreak after being served a monogamist/s worst fear: the breakup.
The pages of Elle, my favorite fashion magazine, were one of the last places I'd expect to find a flashback to my middle-school days.
Ostrich, kangaroo, 'gator and rattlesnake are not items typically found on a Mexican restaurant's menu, but Boca Fiesta can hardly be considered a traditional Mexican restaurant.
It is the year of open-mindedness. We have a black president, and there's a good chance we'll have our first Hispanic Supreme Court judge. States are falling to gay marriage faster than the value of the American dollar. And the number one selling genre of music in our modern times is country.
While the CD bows out to digital music in terms of convenience, vinyl records are making a comeback nationwide with listeners who want more than a sound file.
T13C! is a band on a mission.
You might know him as the frontman for The Starting Line, but Gainesville is about to get a new picture of Kenneth Vasoli.
Gainesville is the cradle of startup bands. As new bands pop up left and right, there inevitably comes a point, at which they must drift on. After the diplomas have been handed, the career pressures start to pile on, bands are left with three choices: stay put, break up or leave the nest.
If you do anything this summer, go to a music festival. The summer's music festivals are kicking off soon, and they are competing to have the biggest little bands, host the greenest event and to all in all be the one festival that will be worth your time and money. Who will win this winner-take-all fight? No one knows yet, but these shows are sure to be the most blogged and bragged about events of the summer.
Music and film don't always synch up. While some try to hard to push the entertainment factor with forced tour bus orgies and unlimited profanity, others come up dry. But among the failed attempts, some music-related films mesh both genres of entertainment in perfect harmony.
It's 15 minutes until midnight on a Saturday. The bouncer sits at the entrance to Spannk, wrapping neon green bands around clubbers' wrists. As they enter the bar, green and red beams of light dance through the thick smoke from the fog machine like laser confetti.
It's practically a scientific fact that women have a sexual fascination with musicians.
BRANDT WILLIAMSON, Avenue Writer
No matter the time or setting there is a likely to be the sound of a phone buzzing or a screen being rapped on nearby.
Joshua Lyon became addicted to prescription drugs when he was introduced to Vicodin as part of an assignment for Jane magazine.
When I was in the fifth grade, my teacher introduced a new weekly competition called "Student of the Week." Every Friday afternoon she would saunter out from behind her desk, a freshly word-processed certificate in hand, and appoint one poor soul to a weeklong sentence of hatred from his or her peers.
New York City styles the world. As home to the most notable fashion design academies, an extraordinary talent base, and Seventh "Fashion" Avenue, its style is unparalleled.