The Weeknighter

14 Jan 2019

Li Po Lounge: Where Weird Nights Are Almost Guaranteed

OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY BENDER’S BECAUSE THEY ARE BADASS. DROP BY AND MAKE SOME BAD DECISIONS WITH SOME GOOD PEOPLE! Weird things happen at the Li Po Lounge. I was there one night many years ago for some random basement dance party that a friend was involved with. You know how those

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13 Jun 2018

Pier 23: Where Tourists and Locals Get Wasted Together

Things can get weird at Pier 23. It sometimes seems like all the forces in the universe collide there causing a perfect storm of what San Francisco should be like to those outside looking in. It’s a seafood joint, on the Embarcadero, with live music, a full bar, plenty of tourists, and good amount of locals.

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13 Oct 2017

Talking Open Relationships & Strong Booze at Comstock Saloon

OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY EMPEROR NORTON’S BOOZELAND THE TENDERLOIN’S NEWEST HISTORIC DIVE.  HAPPY HOUR NOON – 7PM This originally appeared in my Weeknighter column for 7×7 The first time I went to Comstock Saloon was with a woman I wasn’t dating. My girlfriend at the time was out of town and we

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14 Aug 2017

Bow Bow Cocktail Lounge: Where Getting Weird was Invented

This originally appeared ing my Weeknighter column for 7×7.  There’s an incredible song that Johnny Cash recorded on the first of his American Recordings albums called “The Beast in Me.” The first stanza goes: The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars Restless by day And by

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19 Jul 2017

The 500 Club is the Definition of What a Dive Bar Should Be

It beckons you. Through neon lights and an illuminated martini glass, it calls your name. With cheap booze and rambling conversation, it pulls you in. Like a moth to a flame, or rather, a fly to a bar, The 500 Club sings a sweet siren’s song to all who pass her by. It says, “We are for each other,” and you admit she’s right, popping in for just one drink, which always turns into three.

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12 Jun 2017

How to Fall in Love at the Fireside Bar

This originally appeared in my Weeknighter column in the SF Bay Guardian  There’s something romantic about San Francisco’s summertime fog. Those damp and chilly nights belong only to us, and the atmosphere they create is what dreams are made of. While the rest of the country simultaneously shares the same

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02 Jun 2017

Sutter Station: Where No Fucks Are Given

Sutter Station doesn’t give a fuck. In fact it has been steadfastly sitting on Market Street, not giving fucks since 1969. That’s before BART existed, before Tales of the City came out, and before the Beatles broke-up.

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15 May 2017

The Showdown on 6th St. is Closing

Oh man, I have had some very strange nights at the Showdown. A few years ago Sonny Phono and I threw a monthly party there called Freaky-Deaky Friday. It was a “costume box party” which meant that if you didn’t show up in a costume we had a box full

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