Whimsical Bullshit

Way Ty Go!

Last night, SF band/dude Ty Segall played at that show/art/warehouse space on 17th and Capp. That place is really cool. I found what I think was a conch shell ashtray, the DJ upstairs played at least one Alice Cooper song, and there was a guy wearing a tiny hat with a huge feather in it who seemed to be affiliated with the venue. Wait, the guy was affiliated with the venue. Not the feather. But really, who knows?

Having never seen Ty Segall perform, I decided to get some insight from stoked fans about what I could expect from the show…

They’re like, uh, what San Francisco has been waiting for. We need some punk rock in our life. They’re the real deal!” - Courtney

I’m just here for the rock and roll.” - Cooper

Around midnight, the crowd started to move downstairs into the basement where I was hoping the rock and roll would happen. And that's definitely where it happened, for sure.

To be honest, the Ty Segall recordings I’m familiar with are great and all but I wasn’t and continue to not be over the moon about them. Anyway after last night's performance, it became very clear to me that Ty Segall is a dish best served live. Gross, I know. Forgive me. But seriously. I really liked the show.

Energetic and cute are two words that no band wants to be called, but Ty Segall himself doesn’t look so much unlike a cherub, so what are we gonna do? Their set was loud and fast and pretty straight forward, the highlight of which, was easily the band’s energy when they got really loud. Also, I could be wrong about this, but I think they tried to start playing a few songs that the bassist had literally never heard before in his whole entire life, which I am kind of into for reasons that are unclear. Only one thing is certain, which is that as an encore, the band played an impromptu rendition of The End by The Doors. Thaaaanks, Ty Segaaaall.

Finally, here is a picutre of the guitar player doing something to his pedal. Photojournalism. Right from the source.

What Do San Franciscans Want for Christmas? (2011 Edition)

It's the holiday season again, which means everyone's favorite needlessly controversial Sanchez St. sidewalk garden has put up their annual “Wish List to Santa.” What are San Franciscans asking for this year?

e.p. wants Anderson Cooper cut up in small boxes under his tree.  And a puppy butler.

Sarah wants a bunch of delicious vitamin c with her early afternoon black out.

Someone wants a giant hairy dong.

KN doesn't know quite what he wants, but regrets making that fireplace-side offering to the flannel gods.

Helen wants a job for her father and some fried chicken.

Unlike that greedy 99 percenter Helen, Lil Boo doesn't care about a job or any of that nonsense, she just wants to look rich.

And, of course, someone wants to upgrade from a pen to a can of Krylon.

Good News Regarding that Giant Hole in the Middle of Dolores Park

From the Friends of Dolores Park Playground:

We have exciting news to share. The big hole dug in June is now being transformed into a world-class playground at Dolores Park! The project is 50% complete and on track for a grand re-opening this Spring.

A lot of what's been accomplished to date - new irrigation lines, boulder walls, and concrete footings, is in preparation for what's ahead. The really fun stuff will start showing up soon, including a 30-foot super slide, an overlook bridge, and a granite climber. We are excited about the progress and are confident the new Helen Diller Playground will be a great addition to Dolores Park.

30-foot super slide! That's almost enough to make up for how bummed everyone (rightly) felt about losing those damn rickety chain swings and the sandy swamp beneath 'em.

[Also, check out their slideshow of renovation photos for a timelapse of sorts of the project]

The kids are doing just fine without you

Saturday I was off eating brunch or some dumbshit that adults in this town do when I get a text from a rap blogger friend that just says “Jerkin battle at the japantown ymca.” Well considering that's around the corner from me and I'm not doing shit but lame brunch I figure fuck it, I'm rolling. Turns out it was the Bay vs LA jerkin battle and homes was there to talk to Young Sam and that's why he knew about it. I hadn't heard shit on the streets aka the internets but thought, shit this could be cool.

We were definitely the oldest people there to witness a sea of brand new snapbacks and jerk shirts cheer teenagers doing some crazy ass moves. I don't know how many of you internet reader motherfuckers know about Jerkin but it's a style of music that for the most part people have forgotten about since it popped off a few years ago. The New Boyz got a deal and then fools tried to act like it never happened but the kids keep it alive. Shit was all fun but then this fucking kid breaks out his goddamn moves. Just watch this video until about the 19 second part and get your mind blown. I don't even know how you get your body to do shit like this but this kid is fucking crazy dope.

I gave up on watching breakdance battles years ago, I hate when dudes start uprocking in the club now, it's fucking annoying but really I can't front I had fun watching these kids get loose and just enjoy their scene.

Billy Goat Hill's Petrifying Rope Swing

This rope swing isn't for the faint-of-heart, or for overweight people with shitty grip strength, for that matter.  These people may look like they are enjoying themselves, but they're not.  They're fucking pissing themselves.  And for good reason: the swing flies 300 feet above the San Francisco skyline from a dusty knoll on the little-known Billy Goat Hill in Noe Valley.  Or Glen Park.  All those neighborhoods look the same to me.  But, I digress…

Standing atop of a rat's nest of eroded roots snarling along the precipice of self-inflicted bodily harm, you grab a rope dangling from a branch some fifteen or twenty feet above your head, curse your shithead friends for roping you into this idiocy, and leap into flight.

The ground instantly drops out from between you.  Five feet.  Ten feet.  Fifteen feet. Next thing you know, you're staring at the roofs of homes 50 feet below and wishing you hadn't slammed back all those beers beforehand.  All the thrills over a roller coaster, but with none of the safety features that come with riding a 50-year-old wooden death trap that's operated by meth addicts.  And just as you become convinced you're going to be hauled off the mountain on a stretcher, you make your triumphant return to the safety of solid ground from which you departed.

If you're as graceful as you are ballsy, you leap from the swing to the ground below, shuffling your feet to a quick stop.  If you're a clumsy old fool like me, you flail erratically and slam into the tree.

Examining your newfound bruises and ensuring you didn't unexpectedly crap lunch into your pants, everyone fortunate enough to witness your foray into the life of someone with courage will remark that they didn't know a grow-ass man was capable to emitting such screams.

“Whatever, no big deal.”

You've Had a Long Day, SF, Take Your Shoes Off, Load Up Your Weed Bong and Listen to the Police Dispatch

The weight of your messanger bag is off your shoulder and the fog is settling in. Your day was as long as it could have possibly been. But that's all behind you now, it's time to relax. It's time to listen to smooth sounds of the SF police dispatch.

In an insane leap of the mind, Eric Eberhadt decided to combine ambient music with the police scanner and it all works out surprisingly well.

SF Sketch and Film Group, Killing My Lobster Looks to Open a New Theater in the Mission

The Mission's own Killing My Lobster has been producing video shorts, plays and sketch shows since 1997. If you haven't seen their live sketch shows, you might be familiar with some of their SF centric digital shorts. 

KML is now looking for their own dedicated theater, which would also be rented out to other groups. They have found a space on 24th and Mission and could use your help.

Killing My Lobster has finally found the perfect location to build a premier theater space. A project which brings to an end 15 years of wandering from theater rental to theater rental. The space resides in the heart of San Francisco’s Mission district on 24th and Mission St.

The new venue would be a creative hub to hundreds of artists including actors, writers, choreographers, musicians, stand-up comedians and whoever else requires a theater for their production. Killing My Lobster also needs a versatile work space to allow them to expand the classes they make available to the community.

Check out their kickstarter and their show schedule. KML also offers sketch-centric writing and acting classes for those inclined.