When our amiga Marcia of the Guardian's Tablehopping column hipped us that the Public Bikes store in South Park (123 South Park, SF. www.publicbikes.com) had installed a Saint Frank's coffee stand on its front porch, I hopped on Tim, my trusty steed, in search of other be-spoked, freewheelin' coffee options.Read more »
Last May I "blew through" the huge International Mr. Leather Competition gathering in Chicago and, after I'd cleaned up a bit, had the pleasure of visiting one of the coolest Boystown spots, Wang's, a tiny, fog-filled opium den of a gay bar which, back then at least (it's since seen some upscale hetero incursion) was the place to be, at least if you were looking to somewhat escape the macho IML scene and get down to some sweet, sweet music.
One of the things that made Wang's pop for me was the totally hot guy at the door. "Oh he's from Banjee Report," DJ P-Play told me as we entered. "They're pretty much going to rule the queer hip-hop world in a couple years." Oh, hi there!
Up Your Alley Fair, happening this Sun/28, is the scruffier, cruisier, gayer (yes, it's possible) version of Folsom Street Fair. It has a wonderful history, but will forever be known to a certain generation, ahem, as Dore Alley Fair -- as it was known in the '90s, before it expanded into the several-block to-do it is today.
It also, of late, has attracted a filthy halo of fun parties. Besides the huge, official Bay of Pigs fundraiser party on Sat/27 (usually just a mite too shirtless and circuit music-y for me, but hey, whatever floats your rimseat!) here are some tasty-nasty treats for your "manly" perusal.
So this week the Internet laughed at the Bronies, or rather at a devilishly edited video of a Bronycon rave somewhere, probably, in the upper Midwest. I admit I laughed and laughed -- it is impossible not to break down when the guy implores everyone to come to "Brony-Can, Canada's premiere My Little Pony convention" -- but not so much out of mean-spiritedness, at least in my own estimation.
The minimal synth movement -- which revives obscure (and launches new) careers in the Cold Wave, analogue electronic DIY synthesizer sound of the early '80s -- has been going strong since it first hit the Internet radio and underground club scene nearly a decade ago. While SF no longer has a night really dedicated to the sounds of such overlooked yet amazing acts like Ausgang Verboten, Esplendor Geometrico, Eleven Pond, Xex, and Zwischenfall, we've managed to work tunes from their ilk onto the rosters of regular parties like OK Hole, Haceteria, Dark Room, and more.
Best of all for SF, we have DJ Josh Cheon's Dark Entries Records, leading the way with reissues and new works that beckon that chilly underground feeling of yore. Seriously, spend a minute browsing the catalogue and you're sure to be intrigued.
And now it's time for a minimal mini-fest, huzzah.
SUPER EGO I'm not sure what's going on — or really if I want to investigate it further than noticing it — but we're about to experience a strange congestion of Michael Jackson and Prince on our dancefloors. First, there's the Trannyshack "Michael vs. Janet Jackson Tribute" dragstravaganza (Fri/19, 9pm, $15. DNA Lounge, 375 11th St, SF. www.trannyshack.com) with one of those RuPaul people, Jinkx Monsoon, who is awesome. Then there's the always pretty nifty annual Soul Slam: Prince vs. Read more »
On Saturday evening in the Castro at 7pm, quite possibly one of the gayest things ever will occur, as queer comics artist Brian Andersen debuts his colorful new teen-friendly, straight-friendly, unabashedly queer So Super Dupervolume, which stars "a little gay empathic hero (he can read emotions) named Psyche who doesn't quite know he's gay yet – even though it's painfully obvious to everyone around him."
It is so cute. And gloriously upping the pink quotient at the book launch, nationally televised diva Jason Brock will be hitting some high notes (he basically ruled the Bike Music Festival a few weeks back). Comics, superheroes, man-divas: It's a gaysplosion.
I asked the infectiously smiley Brian to talk a little about the So Super Duper's inspiration, and he had some very interesting things to say about being a proud femme-y gay guy in a world of macho stereotypes.
SUPER EGO Few things light up our nightlife scene like the whirling, clapping, shouting, laughing, dhol-drum-driven monthly bonanza that is Non Stop Bhangra. The recent influx of Indian arrivals, mostly due to tech-related jobs, has given Bay Area culture a nice, bright kick in the pakoras — we were already home to a flourishing Indian community, too — and the eight-year-old NSB monthly party is a welcome wagon everyone can hop on.Read more »
SUPER EGO I am absolutely exhausted from having to take in so many BART-strike refugees, caught by surprise on the empty platforms, in their platforms, right after Pride. I personally feel like a very glamorous Ellis Island for ill-informed East Bay drag queens, a beacon of hungover light. Give me your sequined, your glittered, your plumped-out, pumped-up, spandex-slathered asses yearning to breathe free. Now quit hogging my bathroom. It ain't summer 'til you've rolled over on a bed of flung-off lucite heels!Read more »