To celebrate their ground-breaking, literary songwriting dare-devilry of 2009, Bushwick Book Club is having a night of musical highlights from the whole year – tonight.  Go and hear songs about Breakfast of Champions, What We Talk About When We Talk About Love, Flatland, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Watchmen, James

*If you don’t know about Berkeley’s BAM/PFA, here is bunch of the information you should know.  If you are already informed, just jump to the end for info about the soirée this Friday night. The Berkeley Art Museum and Pacific Film Archive (BAM/PFA) are both rad institutions.  BAM (a bizarre

Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally

My man Matt Murphy just hipped me to this event tonight.  They are calling it Night of the Living Drunk 2.  Not only is the show FREE, but there is also gonna be FREE BBQ!  Although it’s always kinda Halloween in San Francisco, as the actual holiday approaches we al

As I watched a group of three vaguely-European twenty somethings wrangle their luggage and musical instruments in hardcases, I thought “Oh yeah, CMJ is this week.” They could be in town with musical instruments this week by pure coincidence, but I doubt it. This week, pretty much every show in

Yes indeed., it’s that time! What time? I’m glad you asked! It’s time for the New York City “Fuck the Recession Party” and this shit is gonna be off the proverbial hook! There’s gonna be live music, DJ’s, a bunch of fricking CIRCUS ACTS and FREE BEER! And the best

Every time I watched Alice in Wonderland as a kid, I would watch the painting the roses red scene and want to go play in a giant maze–minus the queen coming to yell at me. As an adult, all I have to do is walk over to Death by Audio

I know the summer isn’t technically over until September 22, but I’m going to go ahead and draw a line in the sand here and now.  THE BUCK STOPS HERE, as that racist bastard Harry Truman would say.  In fact, these words were carved on a sign he had in

Ty Segall is hypnotizing. A bit of a trip in modern rock, he blends old standards with dance-y beats and plenty of noise to create something truly unique. He’s local, and contributes and collaborates with one of my favorite local bands, Thee Oh Sees. He’s playing the SF Amoeba today