Mission Mission

For future generations to enjoy, Mr. Eric Sir has posted a comprehensive look at the “art wall” that has developed on the abandoned storefront on 17th and Valencia.

SERIOUS BUMMER NEWS. One of my favorite underground acoustic music venues, Bluesix, is shutting down. The owner Joe Lewis is working with the inspector to finish out June concerts.

I had a lot of good times and amazing musical moments at Bluesix and I’m really sad to see it go. It was one of the few places where you could set up a show without jumping through a bunch of hoops with unresponsive promoters, lame restrictions, unfair door arrangements, and unappreciative clientele. The proximity to my favorite psychedelic taco joint didn’t hurt either.

Joe is looking to turn over the lease on 24th and Treat to someone in the community, so if you know someone a like-minded individual who is interested please drop him a line, otherwise it will probably become a lame bail-bond place.

MM reader Andy B. has been ready all morning to watch to much-anticipated match between Mexico and France that starts RIGHT NOW:

It was pretty damn hilarious biking down Mission Street this morning, documenting my friend’s rather bold display of patriotisme prior to the Mexico/France World Cup match.  We saw lots of smiles and heard lots of honks and shouts of ¡Viva Mexico! 
The angriest remarks were from the Irish.

Amazing!  Not only are you giving the proverbial middle finger to our neighborhood’s robust Latino community, but you’re also delving deep into history to insult the ancestral Irish population as well!  Bonus points!

In case anyone is confused as to why the Irish would have big problems with this, here’s why (complete with harpsichord).

More photos of buffoonary after the jump . . .

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Breaking news from EDW Lynch himself:

Dear Sir:

Because you serve the vital purpose of informing the Mission public about important matters, we would be remiss if we failed to inform you that EDW Lynch is leaving the San Francisco Romantic Market effective 8:00pm yesterday. Sorry ladies.

EDW Lynch is a Mission-based man-corporate hybrid (corporate manglomerate) that has begun holding press conferences at the Amnesia Open Mic on Tuesdays.

With best regards,

EDW Lynch
Chairman and CEO
EDW Lynch, CM

DICTATED BUT NOT READ

cc: Legal, Partner Management

This is hot on the heels of the LJBF (Let’s Just Be Friends) incident several weeks ago:

No word on what happened to his previous English accent.

Wait, is this some kind of viral marketing for Eclipse?

Photo by Don French.

Previously:

Making Out With Lipless Skeleton Face

Cultural commentator generic explained in a post last night:

It’s 50 yards away from me, and by all accounts the food is great. But the name creeps me out.

Because it reminds him of “cooze.” And then in reply to a reply:

I can’t think of white trash porn while I’m eating a crepe. Deal. Breaker.

To this I say, how about a salad? Ti Couz’s big bowls of salad are maybe even more delightful than the crepes. And healthier!

Photo by melastmohican.

Previously:

Cooze-Mouth Darth Vader

Our pal Emily Wilson is pumped about this weekend:

Twenty years ago Stephanie Weisman started a place for solo performance, The Marsh. From the Hotel Utah, it moved to Morty’s in North Beach, and then to Valencia Street, where it’s been ever since.

To celebrate the anniversary, the Marsh is having a marathon Saturday, June 19 from noon to midnight, featuring about 40 past and present performers, including heavy hitters such as Dan Hoyle, Charlie Varon and Marga Gomez.

After the jump, Emily talks to Weisman and others about the theater’s legacy and the nature of solo performance . . .

Photo by Steve Rhodes.

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This was the unfortunate scene at Nap’s III last Friday night. They eventually moved on, but it turned out some drunk chick ran off with the mic to the back patio and returned it just in time for her song. I guess she didn’t like duets.

When I raise enough money to start the next franchise (Nap’s IV) I’ll probably stick to non-wireless microphones.

What a feat! And such cute matching outfits!

However, these guys are not quite as in synch as those goose-stepping pigeons.

Photo by Luba♠Roniss.

Just saying.  Here’s one that pays proper homage to the city’s Asian heritage.  And crows, one of the smartest birds around [citation needed] and obvious heir of Tyrannosaurus Rex.  Look how majestic they perch!  Vancouver has the crows to thank for the city’s lack of pigeon epidemic.  Also:

They take their Commie shit very seriously

An epic standoff of purple proportions

I think this is the crow lady when she was younger

Bonus:  Urban farm!  With people working on it in the rain.  Vancouver is hardcore.

We’ve got plenty of murals in San Francisco.  We need more farms.  Case closed.