8 Days a Week
July 16-23, 2003
THE INSTITUTE FOR Unpopular Culture whose acronym, IFUC,
is indeed pronounced "I fuck" is throwing a fabulous
street fair. The first annual Unpopular Culture Street Fair,
hosted by IFUC and the brand-new, ultracool Varnish Gallery, will be
an extravaganza of art and performance. Charlotte the Baroness, Doc
Fu, DJ Pause, Steady-P, and DJ Toph One will be spinning tunes, and
the Punk Rock Orchestra will knock your creepers and little white socks
off. You'll also have a chance to see the work of many artists who are
setting up installations just for this unique event. Joe Mangrum will
create site-specific works whose organic materials, glowing colors,
and graceful shapes suggest oases of peace in the urban landscape, and
Kristen Sard will display her magic realist photographs. See movies
from independent filmmaker Kerry Laitala and the sculptures of Dan Das
Mann and Steve Cuthpert. IFUC is a nonprofit devoted to helping artists
who challenge the status quo, including people like gender-fucked variety-show
ringleader Fairy Butch and artist Ashley Phelps, who creates haunting
artwork made of bone. (It also sponsors other magazine, a publication
devoted to people who defy categories, edited in part by yours truly;
the new issue will be available at the fair.) Food will be provided
by Zebulon Cafe and the Tempura House. Lagunitas Brewery will bring
the beer. So come on out to spend your Saturday afternoon soaking up
the fresh air and discovering new art. Sat/19, noon-7 p.m., Varnish
Gallery, 77 Natoma, S.F. $5, free for 12 and under. (415) 986-4382.
(Annalee Newitz)
July 16
Wednesday
Standout stand-ins While women in film do seem to keep getting
tougher, the credit always goes to the ones who just stand defiant and
pretty after appearing to double somersault over an exploding oil rig,
instead of the ones who actually do the damn stunt. To even the score,
filmmaker Amanda Micheli documents the unseen trials and multiple fractures
of stuntwomen in Double Dare, presented by the Film Arts
Foundation. The film follows Jeannie Epper, a double for Lynda Carter
in Wonder Woman, and Zoë Bell, who, at the age of 18, cut
her teeth (and probably other things) on Xena: Warrior Princess.
Micheli presents contrasting phases in the lives of two remarkable women
one at the height of her career, the other fondly looking
back on a lot of owies as she contemplates retirement. 7:30 p.m.,
Yerba Buena Center for the Arts, 701 Mission, S.F. $6-$7. (415) 978-2787.
(Anup Pradhan)
Good times Consider the fancy-schmancy titles most galleries
concoct for their exhibitions names like "Abstract Images
of Postmodernism by Indo-Cuban Former Communists" or "The
Urban Landscape from the Perspective of Cave Dwellers." Start Soma
bucks tradition with the no-nonsense 'Art Show: really good art by
really good artists.' "There was no other name that fit,"
explains John Doffing, the iconoclastic founder and CEO of the four-month-old
gallery. With about 50 artists and 500 works, the eclectic exhibit
opens with a reception in Start Soma's new home, a 10,000-square-foot
warehouse space. Unlike other galleries that straight-facedly insist
a $15,000 painting was created by an "emerging" artist, Start
Soma keeps most of its prices low and its atmosphere fun. 8 p.m.-midnight
(exhibit through July 30; gallery hours by appointment), Start Soma,
Capella S.F., 270 14th St., S.F. (415) 495-7844, www.startsoma.com.
(Kerry Rodgers)
Wave on After a truly disappointing start, week two of this
year's 'Summerfest/dance West Wave Dance Festival' kicks into
high gear, offering an opportunity to see another two shows.
If you like your dance intimate, check out this evening's program, featuring
choreography for one or two dancers. The challenge here is to keep relationships
going: how do you allow for the strengths and vulnerabilities of each
individual? It's a tough call in dance, as well as at home, but Erica
Rebollar, Nora Chipaumire, Carmen Carnes, Banafsheh Sayyad, and Abigail
Hosein are willing to take on the challenge. World premieres dominate
this weekend's performances by companies that have established themselves:
Megan Nicely and Company, Dandelion Dancetheater, Huckabay McAllister
Dance, and Rebecca Salzer Dance Theater. The highlight may well turn
out to be two works by Michael Lowe, formerly of Oakland Ballet, whose
choreography seems to be popping up more frequently. In addition to
a world premiere, Moving Arts Dance presents an excerpt of Concubine,
which Lowe set to Mongolian folk songs. Tonight and Fri/18-Sat/19,
8 p.m., ODC Theater, 3153 17th St., S.F. $18-$20. (415) 345-7575.
(Rita Felciano)
July 17
Thursday
Blast times Space and time fistfight when Tatsuya Yoshida plays
his drums, cramming lasts and thuds into precise little packages and
chucking them at your head. Since starting Ruins in 1985,
he and a tag team of bassists (currently Hisashi Sasaki) have sketched
the ultimate blueprint for everything that is joyous and noisy, alongside
other Japanese bands including Boredoms and Zeni Geva in fact,
the seed of most good things going on in music today just might have
been sown in their tidy, fertile yard. Their meticulous take
on prog noise erupts like a dozen Hawaiian volcanoes, with both members
bellowing semi-operatic arias in an invented language over violent,
symphonic arrangements. As stateside Ruins shows are rarities and the
Hemlock Tavern is not exactly known for its spacious comfort, be sure
to jump on tickets quick. Lana Dagales also plays. 10 p.m., Hemlock
Tavern, 1131 Polk, S.F. $10. (415) 923-0923. (Pradhan)
Big bang Portland, Ore.'s Exploding Hearts certainly
have the image thing down, sporting kitschy pink-and-yellow tops underneath
leather jackets and posing like the Sex Pistols on the cover of their
new LP, Guitar Romantic (Dirtnap). But then again, you don't
get the impression that the Hearts are too concerned about being taken
that seriously. In fact, it seems their shamelessness
has paid off, liberating them to pursue their transparent, reference-heavy
punk rock to its fiendishly infectious conclusion. The Heart's fusion
of early punk punchiness and tuneful '60s melodies has yielded an irresistible,
if not very innovative, sound, and their adrenaline-fueled hooks have
drawn the attention of critics, winning Guitar Romantic a spot
on quite a few top 10 lists. For all the resurrecting, these guys can
actually play. Deadly Weapons and Secret Synthi open. 9 p.m., Bottom
of the Hill, 1233 17th St., S.F. $7. (415) 621-4455. (Phil Herrick)
July 18
Friday
Particle accelerator If Trey Anastasio teamed up with Frequency
8, they might produce something like Particle. But until then,
Particle stand boldly alone. Since their start performing at a boat
party in the bay, the L.A.-based quartet has picked up a passionate
following by pioneering their own version of the jam band. Affectionately
called "space porn," Particle's sound is more Hitchhiker's
Guide than Space Odyssey. A few scattered recordings and
an EP showcase their skills (stylistic influences range from jazz to
funk to electronica), but their live shows are where they really shine.
That's only to be expected from their combination of Phish-like
improvisation and beats that would be at home in trance. Perhaps Particle's
uplifting grooves wouldn't make the cut for a 2001-inspired porn
flick soundtrack, but they certainly hold their own on the dance floor.
Pseudopod opens. 9 p.m., Great American Music Hall, 859 O'Farrell,
S.F. $16. (415) 885-0750. (Herrick)
The bee's knees The happy-hour party that brought you 25¢ pints
of PBR, Knees Up is hooking it up yet again. It's recently
swapped venues, relocating from Hush Hush Lounge to Milk on Haight Street
(formerly the Galaxy Club), and to celebrate the move, the crew have
organized an especially rockin' affair. In typical Knees Up fashion,
there's another amazing beer special: this time it's $1 pints of Foster's.
The two-buck cover also gets you free snacks and a friendly crowd. Big
Mike, DJ Seven (Lo-Rise), and Marty (Wind-Up S.F.) supply eclectic grooves,
ranging from hip-hop to house. First and third Fridays, 6-10
p.m., Milk, 1840 Haight, S.F. $2. (415) 387-6455, www.kneesup.com
(Herrick)
July 19
Saturday
This year's projections "It's not about the songwriting,
it's all about sex appeal. And that is not mentioned in any of these
articles. It's like, 'He's a nerd,' and 'He writes slide songs.' Goddamn
it, I am one of the sexiest men in America, all right?" Consummate
geek Jason Trachtenburg may jest about his band's dazzling rise from
quirky pop vaudeville act to darlings of the New York press, but he
swears the Trachtenburg Family Slideshow Players are no comedy
revue. Along with wife Tina (slide projector and costumes) and nine-year-old
daughter Rachel (drums), Trachtenburg (vocals, guitar, and keyboard)
turns choice vintage slides of family vacations and business presentations
into droll commentaries on pop culture, imperialism, and corporate greed
with wit and goofy charm. 8 and 10 p.m., Cafe du Nord, 2170 Market,
S.F. $12. (415) 861-5016. (Hane C. Lee)
Dammit! His parents may have been named Gumbo and Gumba, but
squishable superstar Gumby actually owes his creation to Art
Clokey, the fearless clay manipulator who dreamed up the character in
the mid 1950s. The animated series, which ran in different incarnations
in the '50s, '60s, and '80s, followed the adventures of the asymmetrical-headed
hero and his pals (notably Pokey), which carried them into outer space
and through history, and tended to involve the kind of surreal circumstances
being made out of malleable material can afford. The spiritually minded
Clokey made sure his cartoons reflected wholesome, high-quality entertainment,
which made him a natural choice to create the Lutheran Church-commissioned
Davey and Goliath programs (enjoying renewed popularity thanks
to a recent Mountain Dew ad featuring the duo). And Clokey is good-natured
enough to have been a fan of Eddie Murphy's Saturday Night Live human-size
take on the green guy. The artist hits the Christopher B. Smith Rafael
Film Center for "An Evening with Art Clokey and Gumby," where
he'll answer questions and share vintage Gumby episodes, short films
(including "Gumbasia," the clay-jazz union that started it
all), and more. 7 p.m., Christopher B. Smith Rafael Film Center,
1118 Fourth St., San Rafael. $7-$10. (415) 454-1222. (Cheryl Eddy)
July 20
Sunday
Terroir twilight Those Uncle Tupelo days of an all-ramen diet
and dirt floors seem far away just listen to "California"
off former U.T. and Son Volt singer-songwriter Jay Farrar's latest
album, Terroir Blues (Act/Resist). The ground has been shifting
beneath Farrar, now California dreaming in his characteristically spare
way and singing about soaking up the sun on Mission Street, dark Encinitas
mornings, and spending the night in a town called Weed. Strewn with
short experiments with synths and snippets of backward sounds, Terroir
finds Farrar meditating on the title concept, which translates as
"soil" but represents, less literally, the effects of environment
on a harvest. For him, the term has less to do with wine making than
with familial roots and the geography of memory and creation. That fertile
ground has led to one of this extremely influential, ever intense, and
always serious soul's strongest, and longest, solo albums to date, which
was spurred by the death of his father, once a wandering musician and
a merchant marine, who died last summer. Tim Easton also plays. Through
Mon/21. 8 p.m., Great American Music Hall, 859 O'Farrell, S.F. $22-$38.95.
(415) 885-0750. (Kimberly Chun)
Real low vibe San Francisco luminary Nick Tangborn's Jackpine
Social Club presents a showcase featuring special guests Steve Turner,
Marc Olsen, and Eric Shea. Turner, who used to play guitar
in the seminal Seattle band Mudhoney, now produces dark, somber, and
bluesy portraits set to a spare acoustic guitar. He's currently supporting
a new release on Roslyn Records called Searching for Melody.
What's in a name? You be the judge. Another Pac Northwest figure, Marc
Olsen (of Sky Cries Mary fame), takes the middle slot. Local renaissance
dude Eric Shea opens, and if you're lucky, he'll wear sandals and play
the Firefall classic "Just Remember I Love You." 9 p.m.,
Parkside, 1600 17th St., S.F. Call for price. (415) 503-0393. (Mike
McGuirk)
July 21
Monday
Light up One-of-a-kind storytelling series Porch Light celebrates
its first anniversary with an appropriate theme: "Survivor: Looks
like We Made It." Especially suited for short-attention span types,
the event kicks off with a party followed by folks reading six-minute
yarns. Marc Capelle hosts a lineup of familiar Porch Light faces: singer
Noe Venable; authors Tamin Ansary, Jan Richman, Laura Fraser, and Kate
Moses; cab driver Lee Vilensky; tow truck driver Kelly Kegger; security
guard Hai Ning Luan; and "beat writer groupie" Mark Ewert.
For more on the Porch Light series, see "Anecdotal," page
tk. Party 6:30 p.m., storytelling 8:30 p.m., Cafe du Nord,
2170 Market, S.F. $10. aklatte@sbcglobal.net.
(Eddy)
July 22
Tuesday
Game gamines Pop rarely gets sweeter or more squeaky clean than
Scrabbel. Aislers Set's Dan Lee and Poundsign's Becky Barron
borrow the breezy whispers of bossa nova and the lazy, Strataloungey
air of "Somethin' Stupid" without the accompanying brash swing
or underlying digs. Sprucing up a style of '60s-enthralled pop lite
for kids who like to play nice, the S.F. duo make good use of toy pianos,
crap bongos, oddball pieces of percussion, and even the random underwater
submarine sound on candy-coated slivers of cuteness like "Pillowmint"
from the Scrabbel self-titled 2002 Kittridge debut. Photobooth also
play. 10 p.m., Hemlock Tavern, 1131 Polk, S.F. $6. (415) 923-0923.
(Chun)
July 23
Wednesday
Elementary Think you know everything about the great
Sherlock Holmes? Haul out that double-billed cap and settle in for a
panel of authors who contributed to My Sherlock Holmes: Untold Stories
of the Great Detective, an anthology of tales woven by lesser-known
characters (including the first and second Mrs. Watsons, Holmes's archenemy
James Moriarty, Sherlock's older brother Mycroft, etc.). Anthology editor
Michael Kurland and writers Richard Lupoff, Linda Robertson, and Cara
Black gather to discuss Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's sleuth and read from
their literary homages. 12:30 p.m., Stacey's Bookstore, 581
Market, S.F. Free. (415) 421-4687, www.staceys.com.
(Eddy)
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