I know that even those of us in relationships are sick to death of all of the Valentine’s Day coverage that the Internet spews forth like so many partially chewed-up conversation hearts.  That being said, it IS almost Valentine’s Day and we DO all have to do something with ourselves tonight.

So if you’re one of those people who, like Anna G., loves live music you’ve probably seen a bunch of shows during this past weeks Sounds Like Brooklyn festival. Tomorrow is the last day of the festival and I think most shows are already sold out but tonight?  Tonight’s Friday–Friday!!

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 28 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 28 of the finest locally

Buy the ticket, take the ride. Just be careful where you sit. If you’re getting on the Night Train be prepared to be “another San Fran passenger between do-gooders and contraband traffickers” because Richie Cunning’s San Francisco has nothing to do with cable cars or Fisherman’s Wharf. It’s a city

So, yeah…I’m writing another FNL post, so sue me!  It’s a great show.  If you haven’t started watching it yet, I suggest you netflix or stream it immediately. Part of what makes this such a great show is the surprising soundtrack.  You won’t find any Creed or Sixpence None The

I think I just now realized that there are MONTHS (plural!) left in winter. It has passed the point where the season is a charming novelty. I have finally grasped that for at least two more months there will be darkness, there will be cold and most importantly, there will

God knows I, along with various other members of Team Broke-Ass have written extensively about contemporary music.  But what of music from the days of yore?  Here are a list of artists that I’ve for some ridiculous reason never taken the time to listen to before, or things that I’ve

Since I’ve moved to New York in 2005, this winter has by far been the coldest, windiest, and most blizzard-y one.  Now more than ever I feel myself much less inclined to step outside, especially when the wind sounds like something in Misselthwaite Manor, a la The Secret Garden.  Though,

Look, I know everyone, their mothers, and all of those mothers’ bridge playing friends have made various best of ’09 lists.  Well, whatever, Stuart, Monica, Ashley & I have come up with lists of our own, and you WILL enjoy reading it.  Note: Our lists don’t include any compilations or