We briefly touched on this yesterday, that someone at City Hall had a heart attack during the celebration cum protest. According to SF Weekly, local AIDS activist Michael Petrelis saw what went down. Apparently, a local troubadour -- who might or might not be named "Joni" or "Francis" or... something -- was singing a song of love to Del Martin and Phyllis Lyon just before going into cardiac arrest:
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Just in time for the legalization of homosexual marriage, and for those of you who don't feel like getting married anywhere near the grimy Civic Center, Heart of the Castro Wedding Chapel opened its door yesterday. Located in, well, the heart of the Castro at 18th Street and Hartford, they promise to get Party A and Party B hitched while celebrating you "as human beings, without judgment, without discrimination, and without shame."
We like the homeless, and we loathe talking too much shit about folks without homes because (arguably) it's like kicking a dog while it's down. Homeless people not only fill out the other end of the bell curve of living the capitalist lifestyle (thanks, guys!), but they're also the eyes and ears of this city when it comes to reporting crimes and seeing brutal things go down in neighborhoods where most of you would never dream of going.
Always up for a round of fair-and-balanced reporting, SFist had the wonderful opportunity this afternoon to speak with Pastor Fred Phelps from the Westboro Baptist Church and ask him a few questions regarding his thoughts on same-sex marriage in California, which is set to be legal today at 5:01 p.m. Phelps is set to hit the steps of City Hall in protest at the same time.
Same-sex wedding sympathizers SF Weekly points out this ad many of you have seen around town as of late. They also point out that gay marriage in San Francisco = cash, serious coinage, and treasure chests full of diamonds, pearls, and rubies for each and every citizen!
As we already mentioned, the tenacious and curmudgeon-y Fred Phelps will be over at City Hall this afternoon, doing some sort of performance art piece or something. Needless to say, we're very excited.
Much to the chagrin of social conservatives, a smattering of local progressives, aging hipster homosexuals clinging to their punk-rock status, and the Reverend Fred Phelps (who will be appearing on the steps of City Hall today from 4 - 6:30 p.m., by the way), legal same-sex weddings will take place today. Please do not throw ignited bags of canine fecal matter at him.
SFist interviews Nic Dillon from the band Casados. They are performing tonight in San Francisco at the Rockit Room
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!
Theater about technology about theater, sexy performance art with a message and more theater about theater.
Old skool's hot again, as the Quaker Oats folks who own Rice-A-Roni have decided to bring back the cable car and the "San Francisco treat" tagline in its ad campaigns. And what about that infernally-catchy song? "We haven't brought back the jingle, but we're talking about it,'' Rice-a-Roni's marketing director Monica Young told the Chron.
Total number of people pictured in this week's Swells: 51 (plus two pictures of groups).
What's worse than watching an episode of "How to Get the Guy"? Watching the same episode TWICE! But we did just that with the premiere episode of this reality dating show set in San Francisco, so we could bring you this recap. The second episode airs tonight at 10 p.m. on ABC.
A very enthusiastic "HER MOTHER AND I DO!" of support to the genius tipster who passed along the Exclusive Details about the impending Kimberly Guilfoyle-Eric Villency (hereinafter, "the Guilfency") Memorial Day nuptials in Barbados, from Fashion Week Daily!
What do Holocaust dramas, hip hop and weddings have to do with each other? Nothing, but we've got all of them crammed into a mere weekend.
Wow -- after faking answers to a few medical and psychological questions in our past few entries, we suppose people have been happy -- beacause these kinds of questions keep coming in! So whether it's about weddings, weariness, where to hype an event, or where find a book, SFist Answers is the place to turn.
You probably haven't been to a vocal concert since your high school crush object sang that solo from Carousel in the annual choir festival. What relevance does choral music have to my everyday life? you ask. Well, how about a celebration of everyone's equal right to love? San Francisco's Volti, a new-vocal music group (the adjective "new" modifies "vocal music," not the group itself, which has been around for over 25 years), is performing the world premiere of No More To Hide: An American Wedding Cantata, in tribute to last year's same-sex marriages.
No More to Hide sets to music a verse from 1 John 4:7 ("Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God.") and snippets from Leaves of Grass ("I dream'd in a dream, I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the whole of the rest of the earth.") -- and for you civil rights activists on a budget, will be performed for free at City Hall next Wednesday, November 16, courtesy of the Mayor's Office of Neighborhood Services and the Music@MONS program. (don't worry, folks, there's seats.)
If you like to absorb your choral music in a more pastoral setting, Volti will perform No More To Hide, along with several other gay-themed works (more Whitman, and some Edna St. Vincent Millay) at St. Francis Lutheran on Mon. Nov. 21, which was expelled from the Evangelical Lutheran Church of America for ordaining gay and lesbian pastors in 1990, and thus was totally free to bless the same-sex weddings from 2004. Tickets available here (and also a Sunday performance in Berkeley).
Picture of Del Martin and Phyllis Lyon, same-sex marriage no. 1
When we last saw our favorite Republican bigwigs, Arnie and George, they were having a bit of a problem getting together. Twice, during the President's extended and ill-fated vacation, he visited our fair state and twice he did so without the presence of Herr Governator. The Governor was just too busy to hook up with the President and we totally can sympathize-- it's always hard to try and reconnect with old friends. Especially ones who have lower poll numbers than us. Anyways, both teams said there was nothing to see there and no big deal and nothing going on and that they'd love to toss a few non-alcoholic (or, as the rumors are saying, alcoholic) brewskis together. Then again, maybe not.
Well, we're going to have to endorse the "Can't Stop, Won't Stop" party for Jeff Chang tonight at the DNA Lounge. First, it's gonna be a late-night party until four in the am, so that you can literally rock your body 'til the breakadawn. And guess who's DJing? None other than the founding father himself, DJ Kool Herc. The chances that you are going to see a set by Kool Herc in your lifetime are worse than your chances you'll learn to do a headspin, with much less chance that you'll break your neck.
Well just look at that big goofy smile on Mark Leno! He's had a good day today, and so have all of California's queers. (And who, in this state, isn't just a little queer in one sense or another?) Assembly Bill 849, which would grant marriage equality to same-sex couples, passed its last hurdle to being considered by the state senate. Although a similar bill lost by five votes a few months ago, this one has an excellent shot at being passed next week; but it'll have an even excellenter shot if you remind your pesky legislators how keen it would be if gay couples didn't have to make air-quotes whenever they say the word "marriage" anymore. Equality California makes it easy to give a gay-is-great shoutout to whomever represents you, so you've no excuse for not weighing in.
Well, we can't possibly think of any potential for disaster here; volunteering your Very Special Day for reality-show consumption sounds like a simply smashing idea. Especially considering the proposed title of the show -- "It's My Party" -- is a song lyric that continues, "and I'll cry if I want to/you would cry too if it happened to you." World of Wonder are the folks behind (in which Macauley Culkin seemed to think that affecting a half-British accent was the same as affecting a gay accent). In other words, documentaries about folks who are determined not to to be marginalized, even as their most marginal aspects are probed in revealing detail. Good luck to all the happy couples.
San Francisco's favorite but least read Q&A columnist, the Essefficist, answers questions about, well, nothing. Sorry.
SFist has not one, not two, but weddings to go to this summer, and we needed a snazzy suit. Something dark, not too heavy, and cheapcheapcheap. So we went to Thrift Town at 17th and Mission because, well, we do almost all our shopping at Thrift Town. Hey, when you're an underemployed blogger, you've got to look good on a budget.
SFist is named after Saint Francis of Assisi, an Italian guy who, one day, decided to toss away his clothes and go hang out naked with the wolves.
The Zeitgeist is back, and her name is Courtney Love.
The California Supreme court just issued their decision in the case regarding Gavin Newsom's move to let the city issue wedding licenses to same-sex couples. And it's not good for our newlyweds - the court said San Francisco broke the law. The decision is not a death-knell - the court's ruling only spoke to the narrow issue of the city's authority to issue such licenses. They did not rule on the larger issue of the constitutionality of same-sex weddings. Looks like it's time for a trip to Provincetown, MA.
