I’ve known Emily Jane White for quite some time now.  We went to college together and both graduated from UCSC’s American Studies program.  As you can tell we’re both using our degrees very wisely. One day, back when I was living in Brooklyn, I was sitting on the toilet and

I went to see Charlotte Gainsbourg at the Palace of Fine Arts a few weeks ago and it was the worst thing I’ve ever laid eyes or ears upon. She stood awkwardly with her hands in her pockets, read all her lyrics (honestly, what’s harder to memorize: monologues that you

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

During one of the best periods of my live I was living in the attic above Cafe Pergolesi in Santa Cruz.  The cafe was in the center of town and I was a young, single college kid more concerned with partying and getting laid than studying and getting A’s.  Luckily for me