The power of one image has defined this entire summer on 24th Street and likely will for many to come, temporal as it may be. When Manuel Paul’s Por Vida was unveiled on June 13th, not only did it provide the perfect bookend to Amy Martínez, Vero Majano and Kari
BAS Pride 2015: DAY OF DECISION!!! Trans March, #HoldingOntoSF, Call to Aid the Galería de la Raza Mural
Nothing is as excruciatingly painful as when those you love turn their back on you. For many of us, San Francisco has done just that. The creators, the artists, the dreamers who took this city as their muse have been given notice. In the past few weeks, even our
The original post has been edited to remove certain venues that we love, over the concerns that it may get them in trouble…and we don’t want to cause no trouble…the revised list is still dope though – Team Broke-Ass There are few American cities where you can smoke pot as casually and without
Over the past few years I’ve watched as San Francisco has been pulled out from under us and sold to the highest bidder. And I’m fed up and heartbroken. San Francisco is for everyone, not just the wealthy elite, and this is why I’ve decided to run for mayor....
Beth Dean started throwing this party at her own expense as her love letter to San Francisco. “A weird, cool and cheap party seemed like everything San Francisco is all about, and it was insane to me to have to pay $30 to get into a club on Halloween, so
Lifted up on a summer breeze and blowing through the jasmine in your mind, Pride 2014 is here dear readership and, as always, we here at BAS want to keep you appraised of every opportunity that is available to colour our world with pride and burn bright like a homo
Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not.
Well, as we all know by now, this year’s Pride is going to be one for the books. Many of you were up with the dawn waiting patiently at city hall or in the Castro, when the verdicts came over the wires from Washington as the hazy rays of light