I’ve launched an indiegogo campaign to raise money to help BrokeAssStuart.com grow to its full potential. Please go here to donate and make sure to read all the perks, especially the ones starting at $2,000 because they are hilarious! You can read all about why I’m doing this below. Thank

I’ve partnered up with RushTix to do something cool. RushTix is a new way to discover the great arts, culture and events of San Francisco. We uncover the city’s hidden gems and get you (and your +1) on the guest list every week. Each week you’ll receive a new hand-picked list of fun and unique things

Color Me Badd had a good long run of 1.5 years, but I gotta change things up and stay fresh. How fresh? 20 years ago fresh! So instead I bring you Sex & Candy: The 90’s Alternative Rock, Porno, and Coloring Book Amazing Hour. Yes, you read that right, it

Woo-hoo!! Will you look at this baby?!? Goddamn it looks good! This has been a long time coming and I am glad it is finally here. Now that you’re here please take some time to look around. We’ve made some pretty stellar changes to BrokeAssStuart.com so that you’ll get all

      Brokeassstuart.com is looking for bands, artist and musicians of all genres and styles to feature in our broke-ass artist of the week series! Every month we’ll be featuring new artists from near and far who can give us an insight to their past and present struggles and

I’m very excited to announce the release of Love Notes and Other Disasters. It’s been 10 years or so since I made my last zine. Back then I was doing Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply and that fat little bastard was packed with all the best cheap stuff I

The historic Great Star Theater in Chinatown opened in 1926 and remains completely haunted to this day. WIN FREE TIX to their haunted vaudeville spectacular Spookeasy this Halloween weekend as we highlight the Great Star Theater, formerly a premiere vaudeville destination but long since condemned for “excessive haunting and supernatural

The world adapted to the radio sounds of folk powerhouse bands with hand claps, glockenspiels and taiko drum appropriations. I can’t be the only one that yearns for new music, but that shakes the core like my go-to tracks collecting dust in their near obsolete jewel cases. With Dylan Shearer’s