That's right y'all, the news is gigante: the Giants won the World Series! And last night San Francisco lost no time in straightening their beards, assuming their best Freddy Sanchez expression, and vaulting over ignited mattresses. Streets were shut down around the city -- Polk, Civic Center, and Castro had some particularly wild parties -- but for our money, the Mission mayhem had 'em beat. Read more »
Eff Arizona's SB 1070! Maybe what this country needs is a little more immigrant punk to infuse some surly into the debate over who can hang with us in the land of the free and home of the brave. Gogol Bordello would be a good option: the gypsy rockers mainly hail from Eastern Europe, but their carnival of sound doesn't break for badges. SFBG shutterbug Charles Russo was on hand last week to capture their nomadic fanfare.
TAKE ONE "Have you seen her before?" a spirited woman asked a random couple in the front row at Oakland's Fox theater Monday night, just before the lights began to dim. "She's a fucking angel." And it's hard to disagree. California's own folk-harp-composing-wonder Joanna Newsom is a beautiful, beautiful being who produced a perfectly impressive evening with song after long song of feather-light melodies.
Zef!? I may not understand it, but I got a crash course after sweating, watching, and surviving a Die Antwoord show. If a hot and packed house crammed with drunks is zef, the Rickshaw Stop was so fokken zef. The duo of Ninja and Yo-Landi (DJ Hi-Tek was absent?) plowed through their debut album $o$ with fury and madness. Luckily I got one of the few vantage points to take these shots surviving most of it. After the jump, a video sent to us by Big Up Magazine
Paul was right! Will Spaniards give up eating octopus? Will the Dutch avenge their loss with grimmer graphic design and tinier eyewear? In any case, yesterday's Civic Center scene was one of friendly competition and colorful exuberance. (Check out the entire ON SIDES: San Francisco Watches the World Cup photo series here.)
Shiny, sparkling, blinged-out: Slick electro-pop and disco revivalists Goldfrapp absolutely bedazzled us on Saturday. Talk about the perfect mix of wind machines and '70s sexiness. With new album Head First, the duo clearly hasn't lost its melodic luster or surreal grooves. The packed Fox was ready to dance, and Goldfrapp delivered. Did I mention the high levels of shiny spandex? Yea, that was hella hot.
Who could have asked for a more delicious day than this Sunday to celebrate Pride? The amazing weather was perfect for parasols, skimpy speedos, and a few buckets of body glitter. The parade, celebrating it's 40th year, drew hordes of spectators who sandwiched themselves up and down Market Street for miles. It was exciting to see such a diverse audience and also a variety of groups participating in the parade, from politicians and coalitions to drag queens and gigantic human cupcakes.
You know it's summer time in the City when the smell of smoky meat wafts up your nostrils and jazzy tunes wind their way down the streets. As the marathon of fairs and festivals continues, where better to spend this weekend than at the North Beach Festival?Read more »