There is nothing in the world quite like a neon sign. Sometimes big and other times small, they tend to represent the most obvious form of advertising in that they’re the best attention getters. I’m more likely to go to a place with a neon sign, since I adore them.

See? Classical music is sexy. Classical musicians rarely have hordes of screaming fans, groupies, or even dressing rooms. This is a goddamned shame, people. Let’s turn the panty-flinging tide in their favor tonight at the San Francisco Conservatory of Music‘s Concert Hall, where a FREE battle of the bands, the

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

Hell to the yes. What were you doing 18 years ago? If your answer is “germinating in a womb” or “reading The Baby-sitters Club,” this is not for you. But if you were at the club, grooving to K.M.F.D.M. and Nitzer Ebb in guyliner and fishnets, read on. Death Guild,

I am shamelessly obsessed with street style blogs. Sites like The Sartorialist inspire me to go closet-shopping and reinvent my wardrobe in hopes that some day I will look cool enough to be photographed and praised on the interwebs. Local fashion blogs are especially great because that possibility seems even

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude.  Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not. Wanna be a Broke-Ass of the Week?  Holler at us here and we’ll send you the questionnaire. This week’s broke-ass, San

BIKE RACK I keep hearing about Oakland’s Actual Café. And although I have yet to visit this particular spot, I’m planning on it. And you should too. It actually (wah wah) sounds pretty rad. Here is why: 1. They’ve got this whole “we love bikes” thing going for them. Their

Full disclosure: I have never been to a strip club. I have heard reviews ranging from “the most depressing experience of my life” to “sort of okay.” I want to believe that Larry Flynt’s Hustler Club embodies the latter — because it’s offering $2 drinks every Tuesday and Wednesday in

Spring Fling! The weather-guessers (that’s what my old roommate calls meteorologists) all shared characteristically incorrect predictions of snow this weekend. What a crock. Despite this ridiculously cold weather, springtime is right around the corner.  The days are getting longer, songbirds are starting to give each other lascivious looks, and the blooming