The year 2004 seems especially far away nowadays. The first tech boom had just come to an inevitable crash a few years before and then crashes of actual visceral devastation happened in September of  2001. The energy in the city had been knocked down to an erratic strobe for many

First off, as the staff writer who puts these guides together, I’d like to apologize for completely missing these since I usually keep an eye out for judges. To be fair, though, the California Secretary of State’s office and San Francisco Department of Elections didn’t exactly make this specific part

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

Another Pride has come and gone in a year that felt little of celebration.  The fight continues, however, and visibility is the strongest message one can send.  And if there are folk  that knows how to show off the fight with fabulousness and ferocity, they are the babes of the

Well, queerest Broke-Ass Stuart readership, by now we hope that you have fully recovered form what was likely one of the memorable Pride’s to date.  Though there was no overturning of  homophobic laws set against the backdrop of sweeter days, our current era of darkness has ignited flames of hope

Buenos días Pride-landia!  Whether your just waking up or haven’t quite made it to bed yet, Pride Sunday is finally here.  The only question remaining is, What is one to wear?? If you plan on taking in the march/ parade or are participating, we would highly suggest comfortable shoes and

The minutes are passing like hours, but fear not queerdos, Pride Friday is here and the city is abuzz like a million hot pink cicadas. And in terms of millions, we could easily be looking at close to two in attendance this Sunday’s parade.  The parade has become iconic, resplendent

Several years ago when I was what could only charitably be termed as a “baby” queer, I had gone to meet some friends for a drink at the carpeted mineshaft that was the former incarnation of the Midnight Sun on Pride Friday.  The Castro was already pulsating with hundreds of

Vibrant polychromatic greetings, queerly beloved BAS readership!! We now find ourselves on Pride Wednesday, and although there has been many a kick-off party and Frameline reel unspooled thus far, now things begin to ratchet toward the fever pitch that will be this weekend. We here at BAS, however, would like