Mission Mission

As you can see here, the celebratory closing night of Cardburg became decidedly destructatory after midnight. Shouts of “Fuck yeah!” filled the air as attendees ripped cardboard buildings from their foundations and beat each other with the detritus.

On my way home, I ran into a blockade on Mission Street. Buses were being rerouted onto South Van Ness, police were canvassing passersby, and somebody was shouting about somebody getting shot. SFPD homicide Lieutenant Mike Stasko explains in the Chronicle:

Apparently, there were three prior stabbings in that area – this may be someone coming up, doing retribution. He was a Latin male, on the street, he may have been in the wrong place, or wearing the wrong color. [Link]

I made my way down to 24th Street, and found another ruckus outside Carlos Club. “Get the [expletive] out of here!” said one man, as another was flung out the door. He pulled himself up, pulled his belt off, and whipped it at the one what flung ‘im, buckle first. Man did not take kindly to belt buckle to the face, so he struck his assailant with a bottle. Assailant went down, but got up quick, likely thanks to pure adrenaline. Punches were thrown. This guy was outnumbered; he took hits to the face and gut, was kicked hard in the lower back, and thrown into traffic. He fell, got back up, fell, got back up, steadied himself on a car parked in front of McDonald’s, and tried to make structure gonflable a phone call. I got the fuck out of there.

Cardburg was such a creative endeavor, but it all ended in violence. (Also, there were a hell of a lot of staples in that city; how many destructors came away with tiny staple wounds to their face, arms and necks?) What’s more, what was with all the intricately detailed cardboard shotguns? All these arty white people and their play violence; all these thugged-out brown people and their real violence. What’s the story?

More Mission Mission Cardburg coverage here.

More Mission Mission crime reporting here.

I heard Giant Haystacks for the first time a couple weeks ago on KALX, was floored, looked them up, was bummed to learn that they broke up last year, and bought two full lengths from their mailorder page. They arrived right away with a hand-Sharpied note:

ALLAN -

THANKS FOR ORDERING THE RECORDS. CHECK OUT MYSPACE.COM/AIRFIXKITS. IT’S OUR NEW BAND. WE PLAY OUR FIRST SHOW APR. 19 IN S.F.

CHEERS,

- ALLAN

That’s right, guy’s name is Allan too. Airfix Kits’ stabby riffy punk is quite like Giant Haystacks’ stabby riffy punk, so come on down to the deep Mission if you’re in the mood. Note that this is an early show.

Link to Airfix Kits on MySpace.

Link to Giant Haystacks on MySpace.

Link to the Knockout on MySpace.

Link to KALX on MySpace.

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Over at Curbed SF, Sarah Hromack analyzes the proposed Eastern Neighborhood Plan:

If ratified, 2,200 acres’ worth of the Central Waterfront, Bayview, Potrero Hill, the Mission, and some parts of SoMa will be entirely rezoned. Expect increased housing density, building heights, and new-and-improved building chateau gonflable codes— enough to support a projected 20,000 new residents by 2025.

Link.

Mission Mission’s very own Katie will be on the decks at Beauty Bar on Thursday from 7:30ish to 10ish. Katie tends to spin disco, soul, old r&b, and sometimes some ’60s garage rock and reggae. Last time, the dance floor got positively white hot! In attendance might be Mission Mission pals like Malcolm M., Lola and A Panda. Plus, a prize to the first person to guess Friend X‘s secret identity and point her out.

Link to archive of Katie’s posts.

Photo by Spencer Mack

Over at Having My Bamboo and Eating it Too, A Panda tells us about her morning, besotted as it was by a Zeitgeist-sweatshirted hater:

Finally, barista guy looks at me,
“yeah, your mocha is coming right up”.
That’s not what I ordered.
“I had a non-fat latte”
“I had the mocha. And I’d like the FATTENING milk, ”
Zeitgeist bitch is passively aire de jeux gonflable attacking me before 9 am, on account of the fact that I’m drinking a non-fat latte, apparently.
“Hahah. Fattening milk, rock on!”
Barista is egging on team Zeitgeist. And laughing at me. Awesome.

Read the whole story here.

Previous Mission Mission coverage involving Zeitgeist here.

Amanda Dolan, co-founder of Beards Beards Beards: A Theatre Company, alerts us to an event benefiting her organization’s debut show:

We’re producing our first show this summer (Emo! The Musical), and we’re throwing a fund raiser this weekend in….where else? The Mission. The party is being thrown at the San Francisco Mime Troupe (21st and Treat), cheap ($5!), and all the money goes towards our upcoming performance!

Link to event flyer.

I’m about to relate a story attributed to an anonymous source. As journalism class and The Wire taught us, be wary. The girl that told me this might be a compulsive liar, or I might be a compulsive liar, so be wary. Also, I make unwarranted disparaging remarks about Nairobi, for which I apologize in advance.

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Friend X: i had a very umm sobering experience last night
Allan: ?
Friend X: and im gonna try to avoid going out at least untill next weekend when my ex is here visitig
i was wasted really wasted
and a cabbie took advantage of that
he literally threw me out of the cab and on to the pavement and took off with my wallet and phone in there
Sent at 7:24 PM on Monday
Friend X: im covered in bruises and found blood in my hair and am pretty much terrified
Allan: omg
Friend X: yeah.
Allan: what is this, nairobi?
Friend X: exactly
my roommate came home today
and i said jenn i think i need a hug
and was completely serious
i just started crying
kinda a wreck
and in drinking too much ive been puking all day
which is sucky in general but it hurts too cuz im so bruised up
apparently someone found the wallet and called wcities today
i met up with them in the mission (while trying not to puke on the bus)
and got it back but he took all 100 in cash which i expected
but every penny too
and my muni pass
nairobi.
Allan: where did he pick you up?
Friend X: in front of kilowatt
Allan: wow that makes it mission relevant. can i put your story on my blog if i promise not to call you a hater?
Friend X: yeah if you just say ” a friend of mine”
or name changed
Allan: i just think the public has a right to know it’s fuckin nairobi out there.
guard your kidneys bitches!
Friend X: no kidding
im honestly wondering if i should go to a dr to make sure i dont have a concussion or anything
plus i feel like an idiot
and i was blackout drunk which is bad
and i dont remember a significant portion of my night
but i do remember what happened and how terrifying it was
Allan: yeah i’d grab a checkup
Sent at 7:35 PM on Monday
Friend X: i have a lump on my temple from where i hit my head
and am super bruised all over

So if you get blotto at Kilowatt or anywhere else, hold on to your organs.

Link to Kilowatt.

Link to more crime-related Mission Mission coverage.

Link to post in which I call somebody a hater.

Photo: stoney taxi view by jfredericksen

Mission Mission pal Sonia hips us to something good:

tonight lulacruza is playing at little baobab (19th & mission). this duo from argentina & colombia is absolutely incredible – from all their many south american instruments to her sultry/melodic voice to the beats and sampling under spanish euphony – this is some of my favorite music to hear live.

they’re going on at 8:30pm tonight [...] they do a fair amount of improvisation live.

Link to Lulacruza on MySpace.

Link to more Mission Mission music coverage.