When we first mentioned Nicole Atkins, back in October, we genuinely loved her unique sound calling it "...an incredibly beautiful masterpiece of songwriting and story-telling." Almost six months later, we still agree with our initial reaction - if anything, it's grown on us even more. Our friends over at Noise: SFBG are totally into her as well. "There's always room for more melodrama in my life - just as long as it's strictly of the musical variety - and lucky me, new discovery Nicole Atkins is making everything pretty blood-and-thunder in my house, thank you very much." Watch the video of "The Way It Is" here or listen to "Party's Over" here.
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Jumping into a quickly growing crowd, we looked down at our watch and it said 8:45pm. What was Ingrid Michaelson already doing on stage? Right before leaving our house, we checked the website: 8pm - Doors Open, 9pm - Show Starts. Boy, were we surprised to find out Michaelson had already been playing for 15 minutes. Maybe it's fate, karma or maybe just bad planning but this is the second time we've missed Michaelson's full...
-- "Dub Mission": Resident DJs Sep and Vinnie Esparza welcome Teleseen to their weekly dub-dance club night in the Mission. 9 p.m.-2 a.m. at Elbo Room, 647 Valencia; $5.
Chronicle book review editor (and proud member of the SFist Gentlemen's Auxiliary) Oscar Villalon is the reigning three-time thumb-wrestling champ at 826 Valencia. In his honor, the fey letterpressers who bring you McSweeney's publications have released his "The Way Of The Thumb," a slim 16-page how-to manual which demonstrates yet another reason why opposable digits separate us from the animals.
Wow, there's a whole lot of benefits for worthy causes going on this weekend, as well as a head-spinning amount of other stuff to do:
Your Junkie tries a hand at some slash fiction, SF politics style! We're no KWillets, but we'll do our best.
An excerpt from our torrid San Francisco romance novel, "One Carlton B. Goodlett Hall, Room 200." Chapter LXVIII: That's The Way I Roll:
Spent, Chris turned to Gavin and ran his fingers through his hair. I need a napkin now, Chris thought. He pushed that thought away. He and Gavin looked so good together, spooned together on that plush Oriental rug. Why were they fighting again? He couldn't remember. How could he remember the nice details of a budget spat, when Gavin smelled so good?
"Chris," Gavin rasped. "Chris. I can't believe it's been two years since we've talked. I miss you. I miss your big strong arms holding me."
Inwardly, Chris sighed. Was it always going to be like this between them? Hate turning to love, which then so rapidly turned back into hate? Well, at least the love would taste that much better as a result. "You didn't tell me. I didn't know you needed that money for the police academy. You never tell me anything."
Chris felt Gavin's body tense. "You're the one that never talks to me! Come by anytime! I told you, I have an open door policy with the supervisors. Open the door!"
Chris smiled. "Oh, I'll use your open door policy." He pulled Gavin back down to the floor.
How were relations between Chris and Gavin that day? "Cordial, yes. Productive? It remains to be seen."
Join us tonight at 111 Minna for an art show curated by Aaron Burtch, entitled "Five Ways To See." When he's not making great music with Grandaddy, Burtch is making great paintings and pictures, which he'll be showing alongside artwork from Souther Salazar, Alexander Cheves, Jeffery Harland, Joel Elrod. Afterward, your music options include the oft-recommended Neko Case with The Sadies at Bimbo's, the electro-pop of locals The Lovemakers at Popscene, or the gentle Brit-pop of Keane with special guests The Dears at the Fillmore.

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