Events, Happenings & Scenes

Politicians Take Over The Mission During Sunday Streets

Once again, Sunday Streets proved to be a solid community event in which San Franciscans were begged to imagine what Valencia and 24th could look like without traffic and given the opportunity to complain about the wind's affect on their collective haircuts.  Unlike Sunday Streets in years past, in which the event was dominated by art bikes, kids going ape-shit with boxes of chalk, and music, a few politicians were out there not letting you forget 2011 is an election year.

Perhaps the real highlight of the whole day had to have been our human-mustache hybrid mayor, Ed Lee.  There he was, walking down the middle of Valencia with two or three innocuous bodyguards with his head slightly down and a Giants cap and sunglasses hiding most of his face.  Gavin Newsom, this man is not.  Rather than making the entire event about how he attended the event, Lee generally kept to himself, yet kindly offered to chat with people and crack a wide smile for a photo when approached.  He didn't even seem to give a shit when a bunch of kids holding brown bags and Red Stripes ran up for a photo.

And like every quality Ed Lee photo-op, the scene turned into a high-five party.  Joined by Phil of Philz Coffee and mountain bike pioneer Gary Fisher, the mayoral crew began 'giving skin' to passersby:

Then, sensing an opportunity to be hip, President of the Board David Chiu ran up to the scene like a high school math nerd who was just waved over to the cool kids' lunch table, dolling out slaps, fist bumps, and immediately making the situation kinda awkward.  That's not to say I don't like David Chiu—I'm sure he's a fan-tastic guy—it's just if you're going to throw up your sweaty palms with the mayor, you best bring your A game.

Shortly after the high-five party crash, David Chiu mounted his conference bike, cranked up “Hey Ya!” and rolled down the street while a girl dressed in pink shaggy carpet blowing bubbles acted as sweep.  Gutsy music choice.  On one hand, it's a Top 40 hit safe with families and Noe Valley, but on the other hand, it wasn't Gucci Mane.  We'll give him a pass on this.

Supervisor Avalos was also there, who's apparently trying to ride 'Giants Fever' all the way to the ballot box.  From what I can tell, he really impressed the hulking dude in camo shorts holding a hula-hoop with his vision of San Francisco.

Thankfully, the event wasn't all politicians and awkward high-fives.  For example, this local badass was riding down the street on a bike fashioned to look like a deer.

There were also some dudes that didn't realize Cinco de Mayo was last week.

And some shirtless people practicing yoga amongst broken bottles and hungover people who really didn't need to see this.

This pigeon had a shitty Sunday Streets.

Anndddd… scene.

Get to Know Your Local Comics at Uptown Almanac's Locally-Sourced Pop-Up Comedy Night

Believe it or not, San Francisco is full of funny people.  Most of those people aren't bloggers and are usually forced to travel to North Beach to be funny.  This is clearly unacceptable.

So: GET FUCKING DRUNK AND MEET YOUR LOCAL COMICS NEXT TUESDAY AT THE ROXIE. Our legal department tells us that we cannot advertise that there will be “free beer” at the event, so there won't be any of that, but there will be plenty of complimentary PBR to wet your whistle.  And when the show's all wrapped up, we'll head to Delirium and have ourselves a round.

In summary:
Tuesday, May 10th at 7:30 @ The Roxie [16th and Valencia]
Tickets [$6.50] on sale now.
Afterparty at Delirium.
Laughs provided by:

Also, there's a Facebook event for those of you interested in telling Mark what you're up to.

SUNDAY: Local Bands, BBQ, and Bottomless PBR for $10

Cristina writes in to tell us about an AIDS Lifecycle fundraiser going down this Sunday at 3pm in Bernal Heights:

There's a kick-ass show happening this Sunday, May 1st at the Wild Side West in Bernal Heights. It's a benefit show for three riders in the AIDS Lifecycle. The P's & Q's, The Heated and Tik-Tik Fly (a duo, one of whom tap dances!) will be performing. There will be bottomless PBR for a 10$ donation, delicious BBQ and a raffle with a chance to win many rad prizes (like a Get Awesome tote bag printed by The Heated, or a bicycle tie from This Humble Abode).

Bottomless PBR?  What the what?  That sounds like a perfect, if not miserable, conclusion to a morning of bottomless mimosas at brunch.  Thanks for the heads up!

Hack Pierogi Amongst Broken Computers and Power Tools

Pierogi are all the rage these days.  They're the new pie, which was the new cupcake, which was the new Otter Pop.  Perhaps this recent San Francisco obsession is because The City isn't home to a bunch of Eastern European immigrants.  Maybe we're just bored of Mexican fast food and eating food on the street when it's 55 degrees outside.  Either way, Vegan Hacker, a monthly vegan culinary workshop that takes traditionally omnivorous recipes and veganizes the shit outta 'em, picked up on the recent trend and is taking on pierogi tomorrow.  And perhaps better than learning how to make your own pierogi is the fact that all this goes down at Noisebridge, the Mission Street computer hacker space full of some broken shit, some working shit, and some robotic shit.  Really, I cannot think of a better backdrop for such an event.

[Vegan Hacker]

Local Pinball Wizard Wins Big At Coachella

Apparently the 2010 sign was so aweosme, that Coachella just reused it again this year.

Local pinball ninja assassin type and San Francisco resident, Matt W., hit it big while camping at Coachella this past weekend. After entering the 4th annual Coachella Campground Pinball Campionship for shits n giggles, Matt went on to demolish the competition and win the grand prize; a pair of VIP tickets to Coachella 2012. The face-value alone of those tickets is worth more than what most Coachella attendees make in a week. Lucky, lucky bastard. 

This year's competition sported some RAD vintage machines (pic via Getty Images).

When I spoke with Matt, an old college friend, it turned out that he had been a ringer for the competition all along. Prevously unknown to me, Matt has been haunting the machines at Haight St and Mission District bars for the last year or so. When asked what his secret was, Matt chalked it up to the following:

“I usually play at Molotov's cause they have two machines in good shape and a good happy hour, sometimes at Shotwell's for the same reasons. Its all about practice and performance enhancing drugs.”

Now that he knows the greatness of his powers, I fear that Matt will begin sharking unsuspecting pinball enthusiasts and dive bar patrons for their cash. Look out San Francisco.

Matt W., tearing it up.

Lots of Opportunities to Eat Pancakes This Weekend

If there's not enough starch and Aunt Jemima in your diet, this weekend is full of opportunities to reverse your dietary misfortune and crush some stacks of flour.  First up is Friday's “Pancakes & Booze,” a cheap ($5!) all-you-can-eat pancake bar that also happens to have an adjacent art show, live music, body painting and %#@.  While I don't know what artists and musicians will be present, I do know that pretty much everybody is capable of putting back five bucks worth of pancakes so it ought to be a decent time.

Also, if you manage to peel your ass out of bed early on Saturday, Leonard Flynn Elementary on César Chávez and Harrison is hosting a pancake breakfast fundraiser for the PTA.  Reader Josh fills us in on the details:

Pancake breakfast, Saturday April 16, at Leonard Flynn Elementary in the cafeteria from 8-11AM. It's $5 per person for pancakes, coffee, bacon, etc…

A great way to work through all the pbr from Friday night and at the same time support your local Mission public elementary school. All the money goes to the PTA and then gets used to buy pretty basic stuff (like dry-erase markers) for the teachers.

So there you have it: pancakes, art, raising money for school supplies, live music, and %#@!  Enjoy!

Colt 45 Blast + Uptown Almanac = Getting Drunk For Free

After reading our generally positive early review of Colt 45's new sugar booze/Four Loko clone Blast by Colt 45, Colt 45 hit us up about cohosting the new drink's launch party at 111 Minna.  Initially we were skeptical about signing on for such an event, but after they told us they'd be providing an open bar for 4 hours, we got on board.  So check it: if you're interested in getting drunk for free from 5pm-9pm tomorrow, swing over to Minna and slam as much boozy Kool-aid down your throat as possible.  Rumor has it there'll also be some DJs on the scene, so be aware of that.

[More info on Facebook]

Hulking Creature To Perform Stand-up Comedy

Terrific beast has learned English, humor!

Mother Nature dealt comedian Brian Posehn a difficult hand with his decidedly uncharasmatic exterior. He's lurching, frightening and has a penchant for all nerdly things. But like a true rock star, he said 'fuck it'. Posehn owned his gigantly, disproportionate mass and used it to gain fame, fortune and a human wife. Posehn has become one of the more innovative standups working today, born out of the humor soup of Mr. Show which launched the careers of David Cross, Patton Oswalt, and Sarah Silverman.

Brian Posehn will be performing at Cobb's Comedy Thursday through Sunday. Two drink minimum. Tip your waitresses.

Kong: The Jungle King will be opening with his wacky take on human foibles

Things I saw at SXSW

yeah it's been a few days but I had to recover a bit from all the drinking. Somethings I did at Sxsw this year involved throwing a trash can at the audience, smoked brisket tacos, a black eye, lost voice to the point when I yelled it sounded like the death rumble in my throat, throwing a beer at a girl's feet for rocking toe shoes in the club (I mean come the fuck on son!), fried pork sandwiches, starting a pit at OFWGKTA, chilaquiles, stood in lines, threw a dude into the wall for trying to mess with my wife, yelled at bands I liked, yelled along to Hard In the Paint by myself, peeing in some fucking police garden, who knows what else.

The best shit though had to be Trash Talk at the Fader Fort, motherfuckers where not prepared. Fader is probably too scared to ever do that shit again seeing as how they won't post the videos or photos of the performance. People were fucking crying because they didn't know how to deal with a hardcore band in the midst of their bullshit ass afternoon of caring more about free beer day parties than actually listening to fucking music.

anyways here is a list of artists I saw.

  1. Young L & Stunnaman
  2. Erk Tha Jerk
  3. Roach Gigz
  4. Mistah FAB
  5. Freddie Gibbs
  6. Bless & Eso
  7. Big K.R.I.T
  8. Killer Mike
  9. Trae
  10. Trap Them
  11. YOB
  12. Zoroaster
  13. Bird Peterson
  14. Telephoned
  15. Dillion Francis
  16. Surf Club
  17. Rapid Ric
  18. Big Freedia
  19. G-Side
  20. Toy Selectah
  21. Masakari
  22. Trap Them again
  23. All Pigs Must Die
  24. Spark Dawg
  25. B. Bravo
  26. Prison Garde
  27. Salva
  28. Buck 65
  29. DJ Eleven
  30. Lecherous Gaze
  31. Wormrot
  32. Trash Talk 
  33. Brenmar
  34. Starks & Nacey
  35. Toy Selectah
  36. Big K.R.I.T. with a band
  37. OFWGKTA
  38. Katey Red
  39. Vockah Redu

Sign of the Apocalypse #87: Deranged Warlock Assassin Spotted Canoodling with Exotic Cat at Ocean Beach

Much like spotting an image of the Virgin Mary in your moldy toast, THIS MEANS SOMETHING.  (via Ocean Beach Bulletin)

Sometime over the last few weeks, an image of the-oh-so-deluded-and-egotistical-one riding a tiger that he may or may not milk for blood, appeared at Ocean Beach.  This sign presumably signals his impending arrival in late April, during which he will attempt to rob you of your money in exchange for listening to him ramble about nothing and chain smoke for 2 hours; and all during an event named after something overwhelmingly phallic and abbrasive.  

That is if he even shows up, which I'm hoping he doesn't; I left LA almost as fast as I got there for a reason.

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