After circling the same late-night block in the Tenderloin for any number of years, I recently donned my fabulous '50s air hostess uniform with matching kicky white pumps, splashed on a dash of Wind Song, and decided to experience the magic of travel. Why, there's a whole world knocking at my back door and no length I won't go for a taste of adventure. Read more »
You really gotta feel for LCD Soundsystem -- fresh off the "dance-punk" darlings' conquest of Coachella, bopping untold thousands of the dehydrous ecstatic, there they were the next day, at Mezzanine, playing big to a relatively teensy roomful of adoring fans. Adoring fans, in SF's case, meant a whole lotta surprisingly hoochie mamas grinding against their frattish dates' pelvises (hot, but weird!) and the cream of our post-electroclash scene. Read more »
Maybe I've become horribly desensitized to unexpected, unexplainable, realtime violence in the past four years, thanks to constant devastating casualty reports coming back from the country we fucked up even more, but the first thing that jumped into my head on hearing about Virginia Tech -- other than thinking the AP had made a typo when they reported 29 dead an hour after reporting 1 dead -- was: "Isn't this what it's like in Iraq, like, three times a day?"
The V-Tech tragedy is horrendous and hits geographically closer to home, but try watching this, called "Brains on Read more »
SUPER EGO Fuck green I want emerald, I want turquoise, I want veridian. I want shades of chartreuse cascading down the sides of my highball glass andmint cream swirling at the lip of my rim. Mmm. I was going to write this week about how much I'm head over loafers for Lil Mama's clover new vid, "Lip Gloss," and what the deal is lately with so many trash-tragic newbie chicks wearing flip-flops and fleece to the clubs (did I miss a memo from Target?), but it's the Green Issue yay for Earth! Read more »
Wanna travel? Wanna get away? Why drive when you can fly, right? Wrong. There's tons of great travel opportunities right here in the Bay -- not all of them boutique-y in that precious Wine Country way or "Look at all these distressed and antiqued finds up here in Half Moon Bay" way. Not that there's anything wrong with that.... Read more »
SUPER EGO Lesbians: is there nothing they can't do? They can run a contemporary art gallery in thigh-baring Versace, tossing back their Paul Labrecqued locks as they leap from their roofless 330Ci. They can go from homeless crack addict to nude Hugo Boss model without gaining a single ounce. They can be a smokin'-hot Latina named Papi, a sassy, brassy canoodler who just happens surprise! to be a whiz at hoops. Astonishing lesbians!