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Animal Instinct Inspired Art Show
This Thursday night, head down to Bricks and Mortar Media in SOMA for some art, alcohol and …animals? Yes, animals. Let your animal instinct out at a themed art show entitled “We Are All Animals.” Oakland based artist Mary Marxen has gathered up 25 up-and-coming local artists to show their
Treks, Transfers and La Fonda Boricua
When a friend who won’t even go downstairs to the bodega to get food when he’s hungry suggests spending almost an hour on the subway to get lunch from one of his favorite restaurants in Spanish Harlem, you go. You transfer 3 times without even looking at a menu first,
Bill and Ted’s Lessons Learned
Last night, I had the pleasure of viewing the cinematic classic, Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure on the Big Screen. Having never lived through The Excellent Adventure at that scale, I now feel much closer to the story and the adversity and triumphs that Bill and Ted experienced. In an
Sample Lagunitas Deliciousness at the Brazen Head
Craft beer, craft beer, craft beer, craft beer, craft beer. Seems to be what any bar worth it’s salt in Brooklyn can talk about. Well, that or molecularly-complicated, organic, artisanal cocktails. But let’s not get hung up on deconstructed martinis and talk about some craft beer. There’s an explosion going
Maps. They are Cheap and We Need Them
Currently I’m in a room called Fish Fantasy and there are a million fish plastered on the walls, bedspread, and hanging from the ceiling. And let me tell you, I couldn’t be happier to be surrounded by them. And for the record, I hate fish. A old, dear friend of
Broke-Ass Band Interview: The Botticellis (Tonight at Amnesia!)
The Botticellis make you dance. Make you sing along. Make you laugh. Maybe even make you try a new water sport. All because of frontman Alexi Glickman’s dreamy surf pop, timeless voice, and winsome attitude. Love this guy. Love these answers (so much so that I added commentary in italics).
Celebrate Tuesdays with Tequila and Scary Movies
Bender’s got its name on a chilly Sunday night in May, when a certain writer found herself going beer-for-beer with a friend of high tolerance. Six hours later, the bartender asked them to leave, but not before providing her with an answer to the question, “Where can we get more