It's 8:00 a.m., and I'm figuring last night's tally at Miami's electronic music and press free-for-all otherwise known as Winter Music Conference 2000: seven hours, four clubs, zero transcendent experiences. So I make one last effort, jumping in a cab headed for Club Space, a downtown venue the size of a JC Penney, where New Yorker Danny Tenaglia is spinning his annual all-night set. I've danced for two hours straight. My joints are about to congeal and my field of vision has narrowed to a... More >>>