What did you do Saturday night? I spent mine at church. With a tall bearded Australian who sang sweet melodies that filled the highest rafters and played heavy bass that shook every pew. I’m talking about RY X, the critically acclaimed singer/guitarist/synth player who’s style of music I would describe
Stoners get a bad rap for being mellow and lazy, but the 111 Minna gallery party/concert hosted by Flower Company (nicknamed the Costco of Cannabis) turned into an energetic dance club. Brooklyn based Phony Ppl brought all the hype Saturday night. The evening started as any typical show in SF
Tuesday night rock shows can be exhausting to attend, even if it’s one of your favorite bands. Vundabar, an indie rock band who drove from their Boston home, through all the snow and blizzards the country has thrown at them over the last few weeks, have actually played in SF
Maybe it was the glimmering new venue, or the fact that I tend to go to shows filled with either dirty hippies, intense punk kids, or melancholy bearded old dudes, but I was surprised at the level of attractiveness surrounding me.
Arctic Monkeys’ frontman Alex Turner ditched his rockstar hairdo and delivered SF with a heavy dose of their newest albums’ mid-tempo tunes.