By Eddie Jen For Pride this year, I wish San Francisco queers the joys of dancing and connecting on the dance floor that doesn’t involve Miss Mollie or Miss Snow. Seriously. It’s like, ‘why do I even bother putting a look together for Saturday night when I’m going to be

By Tom Gantert via The Center Square The San Francisco Deputy Sheriffs’ Association recently referred to the extra hours their union members are working to as “slavery.” The union wrote on its website in April: “Overtime Slavery: San Francisco Sheriff’s Office Struggles Amidst Rising Violence and Staff Shortages.” “Within the

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by James Conrad Though he only stood 5’4, the British musician Stephen Peter Marriott had a deceptively and indescribably powerful singing voice. Artists like Robert Plant, Paul Stanley and Steve Perry view him as a role model. As a child, he started on ukulele and later moved on to guitar,

The midday sun was bright and strong, but thankfully Franklin Square in Uptown Oakland was well-shaded, with two large picnic tables, a half dozen smaller metal ones, and a woman in a red dress crooning into a microphone. A man jangled keys on a color-matched keyboard behind her.

This was AMP Lunch and Listen, a new series of free weekly lunch hour concerts presented by Oakland Central as part of its Oakland Works Wednesdays, a program looking to revitalize downtown with arts and commerce.

Ddults in all manner of cosplay — DIY steampunk suits, Alice in Wonderland-themed dresses, cat costumes — gamely tried to wriggle themselves down other slides, ducked their heads through tunnels and mazes, and squeezed through the tiny gates of the toy train cars that wheeled slowly around the park.

Who Said Pro Wrasslin’ Isn’t Real? ​“Hoodslam” Re-Suspends Disbelief

By Steven T. Jones Originally published as “Partying Down the Apocalypse” on the weekly newsletter Scribe’s End Notes. Times are tough, but take heart: it’s the golden age for beer, booze, and marijuana. So things could be worse — at least we’re not facing The End sober. We in California

By Andy Samwick Foliage is a restaurant that has emerged quietly yet confidently from the shadow cast by the saga of Marlena’s closure. Under the stewardship of Chef Mo Bejar and his team, it has become a beacon of culinary excellence in the picturesque corner of Precita Park, situated within