"I wanna remind you that [today] is the first of the month and it's customary to say "rabbit, rabbit" before you say anything else. Think about that, write yourself a note. Alright, have a nice time."
How 'bout some high-quality formerly-local punk rock to start 2009 off with? Yes.
Ahh, Jawbreaker; now and forever the sound of The Mission...
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-- Colors of Christmas: Oh yeah. You know you want to hear this KOIT-ish night of soulful holiday tunes live at Davies, right? Well, we sure do. Peabo Bryson, Oleta Adams, Ben Vereen, and Marilyn McCoo & Billy Davis Jr. croon R&B-tinged holiday classics and modern hits starting at 8 p.m. at Davies Symphony Hall; $20-$80.
-- "Punk Rock Karaoke": Damnit all to hell. We can't believe that we have to miss this: members of the Adolescents, Bad Religion, and NOFX perform live while "singers" drunkenly slur along, karaoke-style. But you shouldn't miss it! Starts tonight at 9 p.m. at 111 Minna Gallery; $10.
-- Cinewhores Present Midnight Cowboy (1970): Although tame by today's smut-filled standards -- oh, you heard right! -- Midnight Cowboy has the distinction of being the only X-rated film to have ever snagged the Best Picture at the Academy Awards. The film -- about the friendship between Joe, a rookie New York City hustler, and Ratso, a terminally-ill New Yorker -- is prefaced by a reading by queer author Kirk Read. (Oh, and Sylvia Miles is simply fucking awesome in Midnight Cowboy.) Doors open at 6:30 p.m. at ATA; $5-$20 (all donations go to benefiting the St. James Infirmary.)
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-- The 2007 Bay Area Rhythm Exchange: Stepology (which we can only hope is very much like "Vibeology") presents tap stars Channing Cook-Holmes (Riverdance, Gangs of New York, Bojangles), John Kloss (Tap Heat), Deborah Mitchell (The Cotton Club, Black and Blue), Dormeshia Sumbry-Edwards (Bring in 'da Noise, Bring in 'da Funk, Bamboozled), Sam Weber (Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood). 8 p.m., Herbst Theatre (SF War Memorial and Performing Arts Center), 401 Van Ness; $19-$22.
Just passing along the latest news on Roisin Isner, the 17-year-old drummer hit by a firecracker in Dolores Park on July 4.
We are always going to tell you to see Other Cinema. You can set your watch to it, we promise. This week’s Incredibly Strange Music program is packed with punk rock/bad music video genius. We’re particularly into the experimental film but there’s oddity for every taste, as curator Craig Baldwin’s program religiously offers.
Droll NPR commentator (who was previously fired for cursing) Sandra Tsing Loh brings her one-woman show, "Mother On Fire," to the Women's Building tonight! For a 9 night run!
It's been forty-nine years of great cinema for the SF International Film Festival (SFIFF), and starting April 26 through May 10 2007, it'll be fifty!
As the world holds it's breath, teetering precariously on the cusp of the Superbowl (well, at least in America), the wheels of the -ists keep on turning.
A passel of literary events tonight:
At the Roxie, (3117 16th St. between Valencia & Guerrero) it's FARMCORE, a documentary about punk rock's 1980s home in the Mission, The Farm. The screening is a benefit for San Francisco Indybay Media and Oaxaca Indymedia. The film documents the punk scene (Dead Kennedys, Bad Brains, and Black Flag played there, to name a few) and the staff’s struggles to keep the doors open while battling a greedy landlord and hostile police, until the place became an early victim of Mission gentrification and “live-work” loft conversion schemes (now you can say, "Ellis Act Evictions, that's sooo 1987"). In its heyday, the Farm also provided a place for community gardens, an urban barnyard, an art gallery, child daycare center and a multicultural community space. (7 & 9pm)
Courtney Love is scheduled for a book signing event at the Mission Bay Borders (200 King St. @ 3rd) to promote her "multi-textual memoir," . According to the official PR, the author will only sign her new book at this event. We assume that means don't bother asking Ms Courtney to autograph her late husband's albums or any appendages or pharmaceutical containers. (7pm)
Opening at the Lumiere tonight is Larry Clark's latest, Wassup Rockers. Larry has made a career of getting under the skin of American teenagers, from his photography work in "Tulsa," through movies like Kids, Bully and Ken Park. Like Kids, Rockers attempts to blend straight fiction with cinema verite. The protagonists of the movie -- young latino boys living in South Central -- portray themselves, and many of the situations in the movie were derived from their real life experiences. If you get the feeling that it sounds like "Kids II: Electric Boogaloo," you wouldn't be far off the mark.
? She described it as "like a John Hughes movie, only punk rock" and said that she "laughed so hard during the concert scenes (she) pulled a stomach muscle."
Heading into 111 Minna on Friday for the West Memphis Three benefit auction, we were excited at the prospect of seeing some of our punk rock heroes in attendance. Lo and behold, once past the five foot tall photographs of the WM3 staring mournfully at us as we entered, stood Henry Rollins casually chatting with about six or seven adoring kids and clutching a cup of coffee. Could this be? After all, Rollins has been a leading force in raising awareness about the WM3 for the last five years, but here he looked so approachable and adorable in his blue USO fleece pullover. It took us about 30 minutes and more than one drink to get up the nerve to go talk to him, but we were there to find out more about the case and he was definitely a man in the know.
We here at SFist not so fondly remember our adolescent quest, our desire to find the true essence of rock and roll. With a puberty induced punk rock fervor, we wanted to be rock stars that would catch panties thrown at us with our teeth, smash our equipment, mosh with the gnarlyist metal heads, and captivate audiences with our own brand of rock and roll mayhem. What we got instead were guitar lessons from new age gurus and burnt out Vietnam veterans. Instead of learning how to rock, we played 12-bar blues and learned to pluck "Santa Claus is Coming to Town." Our young idealist upstart selves needed to feel the raw emotion of rock. Even if our dumb fourteen-year-old selves just wanted to learn how to play "All the Small Things" by Blink 182.
We headed out to the Noise Pop Mission of Burma show all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed at 9:00 p.m., standard concert time, only to turn up at Bimbo's and find out that the concert started at 7:30! Not doors at 7:30, started at 7:30! We're very sorry we missed Seattle's The Ruby Doe and the ex-Versus Asian-American band Whysall Lane (hey, nice logo!) -- but, shamefacedly, we should also admit that we felt a huge surge of relief that we'd probably be getting home before midnight. God, SFist is old.
Speaking of old, Boston-based Mission of Burma recorded a number of hugely-influential punk rock records from 1979 to 1983 (including the two big hits "Academy Fight Song" and "That's When I Reach For My Revolver") and then broke up when guitarist Roger Miller's tinnitus became unbearable. After taking around 18 years off, the band reunited in 2001, much to the joy and delight of the older half of Generation X, and began recording together again. This is the tour in support of their new album, ONoffON.
So, you ask, how was the show? WHAT? WE CAN'T HEAR YOU? HOW WAS THE SHOW? Click through the haze of concert ear and find out.
Valentine's Day is upon us, which means it's time to separate the lovers from the haters. Are those tiny red hearts shooting from your eyes, or little sharpened daggers? It's no matter, SFist promises to love you either way. Here are our picks for the this week's bay area music offerings.
Has everyone gotten into the holiday spirit, or are we all just hopped up on eggnog? Either way, there are some festive fetes, punk rock riots and buzzworthy delights coming to our neck o' the woods this week.
SFist is thankful that San Francisco has the greatest live music venues in the country, despite the bad news SFist Isaac gave us about the closure of seminal Lower Haight club The Top. If you're looking for an excuse to get away from visiting relatives, or a fantastic place to take them for some entertainment, read on for our suggestions.
summary of the Bay Area weekly papers (Guardian, SF Weekly, EBExpress and the Metro).
The San Jose Museum of Art plays host to the first major solo U.S. exhibit of work by Japanese artist Yoshitomo Nara. Citing influences such as Disney and Punk Rock, Nara is best known for his unsettling cartoon-like children. Although they may fit the Japanese sense of kawaii, the direct gaze and sense of malice that is often present in Naras characters excludes them from fitting a Western definition of cute. The tilte of the show, Nothing Ever Happens is an apt reflection of the startling sense of ennui that permeates much of Naras art.
Calling all feminist hipsters (and those looking to pick up the same) the second Ladyfest Bay Area will be hitting the Mission this weekend (July 29-August 1). Ladyfest is the feminist DIY post-riotgrrl community art, activism, and punk rock festival, which started in 2000 in (where else?) Olympia, WA, and has since spread throughout the land and throughout the world. So naturally, girl bands play, spoken word poets rant, knitting circles purl, self-defense classes take out the eyes and kneecaps of the oppressor, and positive female energy rules the day. Its volunteer-organized, non-corporate sponsored, and appears mainly to have been advertised by spray-paint stencils on Valencia Street.
