Marke B.

Blajeny, Ecthroi, Proginoskes

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Mrs. What, Mrs. Who, Mrs Which. Screwy cherubim, mystical feathered pluralities, telepathic baby brothers. A dog named Fortinbras. And of course: tesseracts. What the hell am I talking about? Read more »

Tip o' the Tibbs

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Intrepid intern Lotto Chancellor (we shit you not, that's his name) checked out the Chantelle Tibbs show at El Rio last Tuesday ....

EL RIO, Tuesday, September 4 — Sandwiched between Wee the Band, whose showertime blues covers were tolerable, and Dubious Ranger, whose drummer couldn’t quite seem to find the pocket, was Chantelle Tibbs, another SF transplant from, where else, the East Coast. But don’t worry. Read more »

Feast: 6 noodle-icious dishes

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I'm a guy who knows a little something about noodles. How could I not, living in San Francisco? From the steamy rice-stick pho of the Tenderloin to the hand-pulled ramen of Japantown (RIP, Mr. Noodle), the Outer Richmond's squiggly fried delights, and the sauce-smothered delicacies of North Beach, the city's awash in traditional noodley goodness. As winter's rain approaches, folks like me start scouring the town for fortifying — and unexpected — pasta gems. Read more »

Feast: 4 guides to hot wines

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Good lord, the grape. Living in a world-class wine region (or rather, living so close to several) literally drenches one in delightful tannins and myriad notes of blackberry, chocolate, tobacco, apple, and plum. Read more »

Peaches Christ explodes

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"At first I was really uncomfortable that I was having a retrospective at the de Young," Peaches Christ -- filmmaker, actress, scene goddess, and queen of SF midnight movies -- confided to me recently over free spring rolls and not-free wine spritzers at the Mix in the Castro. "I mean, does that mean I've gone legit? Should I die now? Read more »

Flawless Korean skin

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From the spam folder of the Senior Culture Editor:

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Hello Marke! I am Dr. Ramapati Singhania! I went live with my web business just last month.

Cheers, darling, congrats.

Imagine a complexion so gorgeous that men and women were stopped in their tracks! Wouldn't that be great?

Even if I live on microwaved Orville Redenbacher popcorn from the AMCO station down the street? Read more »

Summer of Love: the pix

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Sunday was a great day for lighting up and reminiscin' -- and grooving with tens of thousands of other tuned in, turned on, and dropped out minds at the Summer of Love 40th Anniversary gathering at Golden Gate Park. Guardian writer/photographer Justin Juul was on the scene -- here's a few choice pics of the rockin' celebration. Read more »

Bananas + melons = love

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Why? Why? For those of us coming back slowly into consciousness after the big weekend, here's a little WTF crazy-catchy tune from Sweden's hottest latest "dance music" import (and, one hopes, most savvy performance artist), Gunther --- "Tutti Frutti Summer Love." I apologize beforehand for this, but it may be just the slap in the face you need to wake you up. Read more »

Water-closeted: the Q in Craig

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It's been a huge week for the gay (and, as someone hopelessly embedded in the daily news cycle, I'm queerly grateful) -- Larry Craig's water-closeted restroom fumble, gay marriage in Iowa, briefly ....

Let's round it off on a pre-Labor Day musical high note, shall we? Read more »

Good morning, gay Iowa!

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Io-wha??? In a turn of events strange enough to cause me to spit out my chocolate croissant in disbelief this morning, same-sex marriage is now legal in Iowa.

I shit you not.

Well, actually, it turns out that it was officially legal for only two hours -- from 9am-11am. Read more »