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by S. T. Register
All was quiet on the streets of Ybor City on Monday night. The historic area was much tamer than what can be witnessed on the
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by Richie Williams
The Expendables are far away from their hometown of Santa Cruz, California, but they come to Orlando so often that they always
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by Amanda Starling
All I felt was coursing musical energy. All I knew was that Mutemath is the most true, punching presence in alt-rock to ever
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by Richie Williams
On Wednesday, January 27, Papadosio threw down the jams at The Plaza Live in Orlando, Florida while on their “Extras In A
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by Amanda Starling
The buzzing of needle pens at Lucky You Tattoo paused for an evening of indie punk invasion. Long Islanders Oso Oso had arrived
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by Richie Williams
Fans of Bob Marley and The Wailers got together on a Friday night at House of Blues Orlando on February 22, 2016. The Kingston,
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by Douglass Dresher
I must start this review with an admission – I have always loved WILCO. Since their semi-collaboration with Billy Bragg, I
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by Richie Williams
It was a Thursday night, the weekend looming, and The Plaza Live was indeed the place to be. For the fifth year in a row,
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by S. T. Register
As legends in the music world get older, we often see a downward spiral due to age, drugs, or any number of reasons we, as human
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by Dainon Moody
It didn’t take me more than half a verse into Chris Stapleton’s set to know exactly what I wanted to do at Tampa’s Amalie
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by Amanda Starling
The chill in Ybor City didn’t hold a candle to the biting performance that was Torche. Over a hundred patrons packed in under
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by Jason Earle
Southern Fried Sunday’s Ten Year Anniversary party initially looks like Marlon Brando’s “Wild Ones” as interpreted by
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by Sean Dorsett
It finally happened! On Sunday, January 10th, I finally got to see my favorite reggae band, Rebelution, for the first time at
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by Richie Williams
On Thursday December 17, 2015, Pink Talking Fish brought their terrific tribute talents to The Plaza Live; a mind-blowing 2-½
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by Sarabeth Jackson
We all have a story. Matisyahu’s is bared in song, in equally passionate and hymnal Hebrew that pours from his lips,