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SFist interviews Mike Birbiglia and gives away tickets to his upcoming show at Cobb's.
-- Goodbye Yellow Brick Road: A typical night at the cabaret this is not. The last time we saw Connie Champagne perform (during her stint at the Plush Room), tweakers were passing out in the audience, drunks wept into their vodka rocks, and Connie busted out a dead-on tribute as Judy Garland. Performing Garland's classics (like "San Francisco") as well as songs she might have crooned ("Bohemian Rhapsody" and "A Case of You"), Champagne shows us just why Garland should be remembered as the punk icon she is, not just a tragic figure of, ugh, camp. Curtain goes up at 8 p.m. (tonight and tomorrow night) at New Conservatory Theatre Center, 25 Van Ness; $28.
Inspired by Santarchy and Bad Santa, a bunch of people have started up their very-own Easter themed bar crawl, the Bad Bunny Bar Crawl. For those of you who missed it (including ourselves because NOBODY TOLD US ABOUT US), here's some photos of the event.
Conan O'Brien and his "Late Night" crew are coming to San Francisco for a week starting April 30th. The shows will be taped at the Orpheum theater. He's scheduled to make the announcement on his show tonight, along with details on how to get tickets. (We've been clicking on supposed link to get tickets for a while now, and the dang page just won't load!)
We just looked at the SFist Watches we posted last Christmas and you know what? The TV offerings are basically the same this year!
This week, it's safe to go back into the water as the Aquatic Park Lagoon has been reopened for swimmers. The lagoon had been closed due to the recent wave of sea lion attacks but park rangers have declared the water safe.
The Year 2005 has finally come to an end, and none too soon. It kind of blew. We have higher hopes for 2006.
'Twas the night before the night before Christmas, and all through the house, "Creature Comforts" was airing, and it included a few mouse....er...mice.
Piedmont is known for being full of seriously nice houses -- we always joked that the city's raison d'etre is so that rich folks wouldn't have an address in Oakland (okay, we bear a grudge -- we were denied a pass to the Piedmont tennis court because we lived three doors down from the city line). But David Letterman has made the kids at Piedmont High known across the country thanks to a quirky rite of spring -- an annual bird-call contest.
A Holly Jolly bar review column, desperately trying to clear our head of those damn dancing sugar plums so that we can hail a cab home, by Drew.
