I wonder if this is the guy who locks his keyboard to a bike rack in front of Taqueria Cancun.
[via Capp Street Crap]
I wonder if this is the guy who locks his keyboard to a bike rack in front of Taqueria Cancun.
[via Capp Street Crap]
As our pal Michael notes, “That tape player has been steady freddy for like 20 years!”
[Photo by Jack Ipekjian]
So, I got the band wrong and my timing was a little off, but my prediction from March ’09 was essentially pretty sound:
I’m at a newish jazz club that because they’re feeling the pinch are easing into funk and soul too. I can’t wait to see NOFX here next year.
— Mission Mission (@missionmission) March 26, 2009
Get tickets here. (Thanks for the tip, Camille!)
Bonus ancient Yoshi’s jokes after the jump: (more…)
Everybody and their mom was there!
The show was pretty great, but as you can see from this ‘gram, most people had a pretty hard time getting a decent sightline on the drummer, which sucks because he is #thebest
Now let’s watch a great video:
(Full disclosure: I was Pat’s +1, so technically I didn’t really run into him.)
In terms of quantity, this definitely doesn’t top the 45 songs I sang in May, but it was still a good month:
And the lesson remains the same: karaoke is super fun, the karaoke scene here in SF is pretty killer, and you can sing a wide variety of cool songs if you want.
(I like going to DJ Purple on Tuesdays at Tupelo in North Beach and Thursdays at Slate here in the Mission, KJ Paul on Saturdays at SoMa StrEat Food Park sometimes, and Roger Niner at Butter on Sundays. How bout you?) (Oh and I sang “Ruby Don’t Take Your Love to Town” at this awesome dive in Santa Monica called the Gaslite.)
I know I gush about Cocktails a lot, but they’re the real deal.
Find out for yourself tonight. Or order the record online. Here’s a taste: