I trust that everyone had a patriotic, barbecue and beer filled 4th of July complete with fireworks, the smell of charcoal and the crack of fireworks bursting bright against the sky.

  At the last reggae night at M Lounge we listened to the latest music from the island courtesy a recently returned couple who asked a local to make them a disc.  Nevermind that they were two whitefolk from Jersey, the music was straight Jamaican, which would disappoint fans of

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

Underneath the glitz, the glam, the (sometimes) glowing reviews, and the hordes of patrons, restaurants and bars are lonely and insecure.  They always worry if people are just using them to get things they want like food, drinks, or one-night stands.  Even the overnight cleaner from Brazil, whose mop strokes