Super Ego

The layout

A primo party plan: The Goldies, Slow Hands, Gilles Peterson, Disco Daddy, Carl Craig, Kevin Saunderson, and many more

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SUPER EGO "A man, a plan, a gram: anal canal!" Why some queen just shrieked this quasi-palindrome in my earhole at 5am outside the 7-Eleven — not the Castro one, I have my pride — absolutely no idea. But the poor, bedraggled dear has a point: BE PREPARED.Read more »

Throw 'em back

Taking shots at a couple real classics. Plus: Loose Shus, last Debaser ever, Go BANG!, Kafana Balkan, more parties

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marke@sfbg.com

SUPER EGO It kills me that San Francisco currently has four — four! — regular parties called Throwback Thursday. Throw them all back, I say, and give us a little effort! Still, there's no denying the power of the past — not just because Michael J. Fox is usually starring somewhere in it, but because the past breeds classics. And when it comes to classics, I have lately been drinking my way right through them.Read more »

Swept away

SUPER EGO Oh hey -- we're not trendy! Plus: Subb-an, Robag Wruhme, Lucidity, Cazwell, Nick Monaco, more nightlife

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Beathoven

A roiling symphony of nightlife: Mason Bates, Leslie and the Ly's, Mr. Ties, Ambivalent, DJ Deeon, more parties 

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marke@sfbg.com

SUPER EGO A couple of years ago, Muni put out a public safety campaign that showed this gorgeous woman in giant silver headphones texting ferociously right before she stepped into the path of an oncoming train. Tagline: "Do you want Beethoven to be the last thing you hear?"Read more »

Hair of the dog

Can't stop, won't stop: Cut Chemist, Brenmar, Severino, Peaches Christ, and more nightlife players keep you lean and mean for 2014

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marke@sfbg.com

SUPER EGO Like I have one half-gram of dopamine left in this one half-brain after New Year's Eve to help me glue my heels back on, smear another layer of mascara down my cheeks, spit-shine my tiara, and stumble out onto the dance floor. Children, I am giving you tragic Courtney Love circa mid-'90s on a melted CD cover right now. And yet! I'd much rather face the DJ than the Safeway or the Muni, so let's just stay out a little longer, k?

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Nite Trax: Comedowns are for losers! New Year's Day parties

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You know what happens if you stop, don't you? The New Year's Eve hangover catches up. So why not just power through the next day with some of the most fortifying party crews in town? Si se puede, honey.

Here's the wheres and whenfors of one of the few days left when SF feels truly old school underground, and you can party for 28 hours straight. All whirligigs start Wednesday morning or afternoon:

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Candy crush

THE YEAR IN NIGHTLIFE: Queer hip-hop, porn music, spruced-up venues, virtual techno, classical near-riots, and the '90s big-room revival ruled 2013

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marke@sfbg.com

YEAR IN NIGHTLIFE The drink of the year was the Chinese Mai Tai at Lipo Lounge. It's $9, but it's huge and you only need one. Or maybe a half, if you want to remember your pants. Oh, just drink the whole thing.Read more »

Turkey trot

Stick a fork in Thanksgiving week parties, with Tyree Cooper, Cream of Beat, Azari and III, Agoria, Ben UFO, and more

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SUPER EGO Besos from NYC, where it is 37 thousand degrees below zero, and I'm warming my hands on super-cute queer Brooklyn underground dance parties and giant 1990s big-room revival spaces with insane sound systems and too many gorgeous women to count. But if I was back in SF, I'd totally post-twerk with you at these fun parties.

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We are back

The SF underground roars again. Plus: Deltron 3030, 1002 Nights, Alland Byallo, Surya Dub, Danny Daze, more nightlife

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marke@sfbg.com

SUPER EGO All of a lately, my inbox has been flooded with so many bangin' all-night underground party invites — real underground, not just some dude from Ibiza who doesn't play Afromaus or whatever — that I've had to hike my virtual pants up to my gloriously toned calves. I look like a Williamsburg 2k7 thrift store hipster, minus the neon shutter shades. (Well, at least we're not in clamdigger territory ... yet.)Read more »

Hi, Guy

Israeli techno hero Guy Gerber has an epic hangover. Plus: Mad Professor, Virginia, Roxy Music in drag, Sandra Electronics, Kafana Balkan, more nightlife 

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Guy Gerber is blowing his nose. A lot. He's also trying to talk to me, through a massive hangover, over the phone from NYC. His chopped-up vocal snippets, mashed into long expulsions of compressed air, spiked with a woman's giggle, rustling sheets, and clanking bottles somewhere in the background of his room, could almost be one of his driving, hypnotic, yet always surprisingly human, techno tracks. Good lord, even this protean dance music creator's phlegmatic exudations are musical.Read more »