It’s hump day heaven this Wednesday when Australia’s super-dope Jagwar Ma play The Independent! It’s gonna be a straight-up dance fest, so lace up and come get down with us. Their live show is a joy and they’ve got Fascinator opening for them, so we’re in for a full night of getting freaky. Let’s do this!
The Dismemberment Plan have returned with force and their first new album in a dozen years, Uncanny Valley. One of the most unique and celebrated indie rock bands of the last two decades, the Plan will be bringing it onstage at The Fillmore next week, for what promises to be an excellent night.
Telekinesis will be opening the show and we’ve got a pair of free tickets to give away, so let’s rock.
Thursday at The Fillmore, your love for all things 80s is going to get a serious upgrade when The Bangles headline a nostalgic night full of Paisley Underground favorites!
The Three O’Clock, The Dream Syndicate and Rain Parade will all be in the mix as well, so this is going to be a special night that harkens back to their days of ruling the LA scene. It’s gonna be a reunion to remember and we’re giving away of free pair of tickets right here for you. See you at The Fillmore for a classic #tbt!
Is great music something you’re into? Do the words, “unlimited local beer tasting” give you a warm fuzzy feeling? You guys, it’s The Bay Brewed!! Our dear friends at The Bay Bridged know how to throw a party, so there is no place we’d rather be this Saturday than Public Works. Wet your whistle with beers from 13 local breweries while freaking out to the likes of Mikal Cronin, Shannon and the Clams, Kelley Stoltz and more.
To make a sweet deal even sweeter, we’ll get you on our guest list with free entry! Let’s throw a few back together and support great people doing great things in the Bay this Saturday!
It’s that time of the year again, when everyone is traveling and what’s a better pass time then drinking alone in a tube up in the sky that you can’t get out of? A lot of things actually, but sometimes you just have to work with what you got.
Airplanes and alcohol can either be the greatest combination or the absolute worst, due to the high altitude and pressurization in the airplane cabin anything can happen but at least we can all bond over the stories that derive from such precarious matters. Airports and airplanes work solely based on the honor system which in my opinion should be the only system because it’s always 5’ o clock somewhere right?
For example, I was but a newbie 20 year old traveling by myself down to Buenos Aires to meet some of my fellow classmates. I was happily watching Spanish TV and eating my semi frozen lasagna when the flight attendant came up to me again, this time not with a trash bag or more food but two bottles of wine. “Red or White?” she asked… wait… no other options? Soda, water, nothing? I guess I was technically above the country where my age would not permit me to drink booze (in public) so my response, “White, I’m not trying to get too crazy.” She didn’t laugh, but poured me a glass and moved on.
Something inside me changed that day when I gladly drank wine as a minor by myself on that airplane. Maybe it was my dehydration from being thousands of miles above the ground but I felt like a real woman for the first time after exiting my teenage years forever.
Ever since then, drinking in the sky has become my shit, for lack for better words. Now, if you’re really trying to do this right though you must go classy or go home. I’m talking Virgin America classy, where they give away free alcohol like it’s going out of style. “Uh excuse me flight attendant, my seat wont go back,” Free booze. “My TV doesn’t seem to change channels?” Free booze. “First Class,” Free booze. And my all time favorite, “you don’t take Discover card?” Guess what? Free booze. Recently, while flying Virgin America I took the 7 am flight back home on Thanksgiving Day. I didn’t really notice at first but I guess all of the TV’s in my row didn’t work. At first I didn’t care until the flight attendant came by and apologized to the man sitting next to me. I guess he was really upset that he couldn’t watch Keeping Up with the Kardasians so of course guess what we were offered? I jumped on this like nobodies business and I apparently started a trend when I asked for a mimosa because everyone in my aisle decided to order one too. And there we were at 7 am flying miles above the world drinking mimosas and silently enjoying the fact that we were not the only ones doing it. We didn’t really exchange words with each other, but we all knew, this was the greatest day of our lives.
Tea Leaf Green’s Thanksgiving Harvest Time Ball is next weekend and we’re giving away a pair of tickets so you don’t have to miss out on the weekend’s premier audio feast.
The hometown heroes will be headlining The Independent on Saturday, 11/30 and will be joined by The Royal Scam. They’re selling a few VIP packages that would make the perfect post-Thanksgiving splurge, so check those out. Let’s party!
We can’t decide what the best part of last night’s Polica show at The Fillmore was. Lead singer Shanny Leaneagh’s killer vocals? The insane percussion courtesy of the band’s two - yes two - drummers? Or maybe the “You Don’t Own Me” cover during the encore? Any way you slice it, the show was incredible from start to finish.
On July 30th, a little band from Montreal will be playing a little venue called Shoreline Ampitheatre and we should ALL be there.
Their new album, Reflektor, is easily one of the year’s best and this is 100% going to be one of the most anticipated shows of the year.
Tickets just went on sale and, to celebrate, we’re giving away a pair on the site. Good luck to you all, see you at the Shoreline next Summer!
It can’t come fast enough, this show by The Pixies in San Jose. They’ve always been a force to be reckoned with live, leaving no doubt that the San Jose Civic will be rockin’ on 2/22. Making the night even better, The Pixies will be joined by Best Coast, who straight up continue to be the best. We’ll show you some love with a pair of free tickets, come get in the mix with us on a Saturday night!
I moved to my darling apartment tucked in the back corners of the SOMA district almost 3 and a half years ago, this was a time back then when strolling to work next to a shirt-cocker walking their dog and the occasional blow job in my alley on a Friday night were totally a thing. SOMA is, after all the quintessencial leather daddy district of San Francisco. The inner rebelious metal head (not really but I wish) in me was stocked to live in such a quirky environment. A place where goth clubs like DNA lounge and Cat Club could still somehow exist. And I could attend bars like Butter in my sweat pants which helped me drown my sorrows of forever being a broke artist along side of biker men and God knows who else who had the guts to wander the down 11th street. However, a shift has begun, no longer do I see “men” wearing leather chaps roaming the blocks of Folsom street, they have been replaced by “boys” wearing Chrome bags and Google Glass. Artist warehouses where I’ve seen my far share of almost everything after hours have been bought out and turned into the key phrase on every young Franciscan’s mind “start ups;” aka a small room full of eager 20 year old millionaires trying to create the next Facebook. Though few of the small dive bars still hang in the corners of SOMA, many are getting replaced by restaurants that use real cloth napkins.
Anyways, not all gentrification is that bad. I’m really not that bitter I swear. Hidden gems are beginning to appear everywhere in my neighborhood, tucked in between large warehouses and the last of the leather shops. My newest favorite of these, a small bar called Driftwood. It’s dope. No but really, it’s actually an awesome bar. Located between 8th and 9th on Folsom, it’s easy to miss unless you are looking for it. It’s quiet, dim lit with real candles and a fireplace. The couches are cozy and the chairs at the bar are actually very comfortable. There is even a dick in the bathroom, I’M NOT JOKING GO AND LOOK FOR IT YOURSELF.
The drinks are a little pricey, but that’s the price you pay for attempting to go to a nice bar in the SOMA or even San Francisco these days. So, be stoked if you get a couple drinks and pay $20, because they are delicious. This bar kind of reminds me of classier untouched-by-bro Bloodhound, before Bloodhound got really popular and you could even get a drink at 6 PM anyday of the week. I gotta say I love that bar, but it’s kind of become a hectic mess.
At Driftwood, the drinks are super sassy, the bartenders make a mean Picante if you know what I mean ;)