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The winds of change are blowing for Caligula, Miami's darkest dubstep duo.

Members Damaged Goods and Mikey Millions have worked hard since 2010 to make a name for themselves in the streets, catching fire with hot remixes of Kid Cudi's "Marijuana" and Swedish House Mafia's "Miami to Ibiza." They've also opened for some pretty evil acts, but these self-proclaimed "bastard sons ov Emperor Tiberius" are ready for the next level.

They've got new management, new material, and new "hysterical stage antics," and it'll all be unleashed Thursday, May 30, at Grand Central when they open for the earth-shattering booms of Mt. Eden and Figure.

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At least the photobomber in the back didn't ask Delmarys out to Scarlett's.

Listen up, fellas ... Pick-up lines rarely work. Most of the time, they are lame, cliché, and straight-up ridiculous.

That also means it takes a lot of courage (or several brewskies) to go up to an attractive lady at a bar and ask her if "it hurt when ya fell from heaven." And no, just because she may laugh, it doesn't mean you won her over. She is laughing at you.

To spare you the ridicule, here's a little piece of advice: If you find a woman by the bar, sippin' on a Sam Adams, a simple, "Hey, how are you?" will work a lot better than asking her if she's tired ... 'Cause she's been running through your mind all night.

Here are six of the worst Miami pick-up lines guys, all of which should never ever be used again.

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It's a myth that all breakups are messy.

Just take Hialeah power-pop band Radioboxer, who announced a surprisingly amicable split last month.

"We are kind of disappointed to say there is not a scandalous reason for this decision," the four-member outfit admitted in its official goodbye letter to fans and friends.

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Mr. Pauer

Whose ears are ready for some nostalgic noms? Starting tonight, The Garret at Grand Central will be serving up a heaping hot monthly portion of bass and funk, spruced up to perfection with some Latin spices. It's going to be muy picante. It's going to be Sabrosura!

The new party from Poplife kicks off with no cover and all the sexy vibes you can stand, not to mention Mike Deuce and Mr. Pauer, who'll be bringing a special blend of sonic flavors.

We spoke with Pauer to get 411.

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Cuba. It's the largest island in the Caribbean, a true paradise for over three million people from around the world who visit each year.

Yet tragically, few Americans have ever set foot on the island nation despite its proximity to the United States. And even fewer are learning about the island's rich musical culture and the unlikely sounds lingering in Havana and beyond.

"The Cuban hip-hop culture is considered one of the best in Latin America for its socially conscious lyrical content, extraordinarily interesting sound, and use of sampling," says Cuban singer and rapper Danay Suarez, who'll perform at Blackbird Ordinary on Sunday, May 26. "The music not only touches on the realities of the socio-political climate in Cuba, but the human condition as well."

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Miami, beware. A killer is on the loose.

He's been known to murder decks, waste lames, and strangle wannabes. When he executes a mix, he'll destroy your idols and obliterate the competition. Behind the decks, he's a dancing maniac with a wild head of hair.

Yes, the crazed Gaslamp Killer of California is coming to Bardot for a special Memorial Day performance, annihilating every hater that stands in his path. Mark your calendars for Sunday, May 26, and prepare your body for one wild night.

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Beware Teddy Collins and his pool stick.

Bar fights: The result of way too much liquid courage combined with high levels of testosterone. Or, in some cases, cattiness.

They usually happen near the end of the night when someone either gives you the "stank eye" or hits on your man (or woman) right in front of you.

Regardless of the reason, bar fights are never a good idea. Someone always gets hurt. And if you're the chicks who got into an altercation at Radio Bar, you will forever be known as the girls who gave Cat Fight Ladies' Night its name.

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Your fabulous author and her mom circa 1988.

When you think about mom, what do you see? Do you see her lovingly tending to you, sick in bed? Is she secretly buying the toy that she said you couldn't have at the mall? Maybe she's screaming to hurry and get up already or you'll be late for school?

These are the many faces of mom. But mom has interests besides her children, y'know. She's a secret disco dancer. Or maybe a country music-lovin' Southern belle. Or even a tough rocker babe.

Look, we're not just talking out of our asses about your mom. We asked, dammit! And these are the bands moms like!

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Get caliente with Palo!

The infectious sound of los timbales and bongos fuse with the keyboard as sax and vocals crescendo. In a matter of seconds, a seductive melody reverberates through the room causing the party people to involuntarily and uncontrollably shake their asses. They have caught Palo! fever.

For the past decade, this Afro-Cuban funk band has been bringing el sonido caliente to the Magic City. The guys (and lady) of Palo!, however, are just getting started.

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DJs are the modern rock stars.

On stage, they look like golden gods, surrounded by thousands of admirers and showered in fire. But behind the scenes, these seemingly superior beings aren't all that different from the rest of us.

Sure, they're making thousands of dollars a night. But without the fans, they're nothing. And Thomas Gold understands that essential truth. In fact, this big-room beatmeister from Berlin even considers his admirers to be the center of his world.

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