We felt like being fancy, yet affordable. And like good San Franciscans we wanted to do things a little different, so we created a theme and challenged everyone to follow it. The theme…thrift store chic. Meaning your clothes should be fancy, like tuxedos and gowns…but they also must be second-hand. And the night of, you’re not going to spend more than $40

The venue feels like the big city.  The massive 50ft walls are covered with precise lighting and calculated blackness.  It’s industrial yet inviting, and absolutely possessed by artists.  Standing in line at the bar I notice there are load bearing cables on the walls, weights and measures, elaborate schemes for lighting

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

We were lucky enough to ask the MTT some questions about his life, San Francisco, & the current and future state of classical music. Meet Michael Tilson Thomas, the Music Director of the San Francisco Symphony for more than 20 years, the longest-tenured music director at any major American orchestra.

If you haven’t had a chance to attend the festival it is a dark and magical event full of candle light, parade, reflection, community, costumes and handmade alters that honor and remember the dead.

  Broke-Ass Stuart is absolutely thrilled to offer you a new series of giveaways that we’ll be offering over the next few months in partnership with the SF Symphony and if a million people don’t enter these giveaways, you are all dead to us. Not really, but we’ll be pretty

There’s nothing like it. You’re watching a movie you already love but now there’s 90+ musicians on stage playing all the musical parts, in a building built for sound. I was at the Back To The Future showing Saturday night and it did not disappoint

I always thought The Opera was too high-brow for me’”that it would be all crustless sandwiches, drinking with your pinky up, and polite behavior (you’re not allowed to say ‘œfuck’ at The Opera).  But then in high school my worldly, cultured friend’s parents took us to the San Francisco Opera.