What do you get when you combine the strumming of washboards set ablaze, a 5-gallon bucket and marching band bass drum with a real Reverend and Kentucky Colonel who can play any stringed instrument from the last 150 years? You are bestowed with the unparalleled blend of bluesy folk, ragtime

I’m a patriot, and not in the Mel Gibson/ Heath Ledger C-List Revolutionary War movie kind-of-way.  Rather, I express my love for Our Beloved County by getting down and dirty with the working man, or at least dressing like it sometimes.  I’m talking lots of denim, cotton button-ups, straw hats

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

Part of that dying breed of diner-cum-neighborhood gathering joints that has been disappearing from the streets of San Francisco, the Tennessee feels like it may have actually appeared in The Streets of San Francisco.  It opened in the fifties and although it seems it may have fallen prey to the