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

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

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