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$45 for 4 Days of Shows, available NOW!
4-day all-access badges have just become available to purchase for the Northside Festival in Williamsburg, a new music festival project by The L Magazine. $45 is like, INSANELY cheap for four whole days of bands that include: Vivian Girls, Bishop Allen, The Dodos, Bill Callahan, The Van Pelt, Brightblack Morning Light, O’Death, Asobi
Free Filet Mignon Sandwiches – Going Fast
For those of you who have the San Francisco book, you might remember a little passage that goes like this: Morton’s Steakhouse: 400 Post St. @ Powell I am a golden god for giving this one to you! Yes my friends this one here is fucking gorgeous! Every Monday-Friday
Broke-Ass Stuart and Monica the Intern in The Onion
Not long ago Monica the Intern and I were interviewed for a new part of The Onion’s website called Debaser. The idea behind it is that they let you promote something of yours in exchange for telling an embarrassing story. So I got to tell them all about the Fuck the Recession Party,
House Party Tuesdays @ Sway: FREE Whiskey, cheap tequila/mini burgers
Sway feels cool because it hasn’t altered the outdated sign of its predecessor McGovern’s, has good music, and an attractive crowd (reminder: low light, dark backdrops and highballs make a lot of things attractive). Hell, attractive people can make anything look cool from old school American Gladiators to modern runway
It’s Always Xmas at The Continental: 5 Shots for $10
The black tarpaulin outside of the The Continental reads “5 Shots of Anything $10: All day/All night (yes, we’re serious)”. And there really is no catch. No limiting “happy hour”, no restricted access to only the worst gut rot brewed in an industrial bathtub, no cutting down a
Creme Brulee on Wheels
The sun is out and the people are shining vibrant shades of pink. Nice days in San Francisco mean mainly one thing for the denizens of the Mission, Noe Valley, and The Castro: fucking off all day in Dolores Park. I was walking through DP yesterday when I ran into
FREE (death?) Ride on the Cyclone!
There a thousands of iconic photos of Coney Island from its epic reign through its Post-War deterioration into a dere-lict “my balls” trashy-ass scene, so I applied rigorous standards and ended up with this one. Coincidentally, there are breasts. I hope the tasteful, impactful photo is titillating enough (excuse the
