Mission Mission

I guess “A HIPPY” was already taken.

[Photo and title by Emalie]

And tonight’s show at Cafe du Nord features a rare appearance by one of my favorite bands to dance to ever, Still Flyin’!!!

They’re playing along with Sea Lions, Permanent Collection, Colleen Green, and Burnt Palms, so be sure to check it out after you ace your song and win a round at Singin’ and Pingin’ beforehand!  Check out all the details for the rest of the weekend below:

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Something to look at other than your iPhone as you wait for your favorite underground public transit to finally show up, courtesy of Kathleen Bradbury.  Check out more of her rad stuff here.

Courtesy of the best thing to ever happen to Google Maps, Jenny Odell.

Our good pal Kate reminded about this gem from 1986 that stars Kevin Bacon as a hotshot stockbroker who loses it all and becomes a bicycle messenger on the mean streets of San Francisco.  Check out the trailer to also catch a glimpse of him racing a young Lawrence Fishburne down some speedy SF hills!

Also, more people need to be doing this in front of bars:

And we won’t get to see these amazing flyers or dance to the best soul grooves in town anymore!  Or so he threatens.

Best not to risk it.  See ya there!

He also tells the story about the first time he ever met Jay:

I first met Jay when he was 17 years old. He booked us a gig at Barristers, the line up was The Spaceshits, Deadly Snakes and Reatards. When we showed up in Memphis it looked like a ghost town. Skid Marks (drummer of the spaceshits) has always  been a magnet for scum bags and immediately befriended a one armed man who had just come out of prison. They disappeared in search for some weed.

When Jay showed up he told me that he had just gotten engaged to be married. He also apologized about the lack of people at the show in advance, the reason was simple… “everyone hates us in this town.”  There were 4 people in the audience that night, Greg Oblivian and the dudes from Impala. But the show went on and it was great fun. Later that night everyone went to Greg’s house to hang and listen to records and Carson Binks (Legend of San Fran), Skid Marks and I decided to go for a Memphis adventure with Jay.

We drove around crazy ghettos in search of drugs. All we wanted was a little weed, none of us wanted any of the countless crack offers not even Jay. We parked at a gas station for some cigarettes and when we were getting back into the car i remember all these crack heads coming out of nowhere asking me for a smoke. They were crawling towards us like true zombies and even continued to follow the car in slow motion as we drove away. It really felt like George A. Romero was somewhere around the corner. Jay spoke of these crackheads with a sense of pride which was followed by pure hatred. He was really into showing us the nitty gritty of his city.

Read on!

[Photo via Pork Magazine]

It’s too early in the morning for my mental faculties to discern whether or not this is a joke, but according to the seller:

The rent is too high. You’re too educated to ignore that you’re part of the problem, but you’re not about to move. Find compromise in this high fashion accessory.

Send orders/hatemail to rentraiser@gmail.com.

Charlie HD wasn’t falling for this clever trap on Cesar Chavez, but if I really really really needed to catch a cab in a hurry, I might just dance with the devil.

Of course, I’d probably also have to put in some extra Jesus bounce house time as penance just to be safe…