Mission Mission

Quick, where’s the last place you’d expect a mission tribute band to come from? Concord was my first guess too… but my second was Ontario, Canada. Well it turns out that second guess was spot on!

Sure, be a snob and nitpick the liberal use of autotune and that premature Lady Gaga cover. But dig a little deeper and you’ll see that these guys are genuine mission. First of all, have a look at those jeans. Skinny, right? Next, take a listen to the track “Just Don’t Feel The Same”. What at first appears to be a song about lost love soon brilliantly reveals itself as a lament about a first visit to the Blue Macaw. “So Over You” is a subtle jab at Bi-Rite Market‘s inflated prices. And of course the title track of their EP says it all: “Cryin’ because My Burrito Fell Out Of My Timbuk2 Bag Somewhere Between 19th and 16th.”

In short: if you like the neighborhood, you’ll love the band. Personally, I think they are just ok. Their sound is basically a rehash of Limahl’s groundbreaking work in the fall of ’84.

Oh snap, I’d better watch it. They probably read this.

Went to Dolores Park today around 3:30 PM and happened upon a flash rave. I asked around and found out it was for a birthday party. A largely high school crowd with all the usuals in attendance: Hula-hoop man, Candy Kid, and the Goblin King of course.

At around 4:30 things took a perilous turn. The music silenced, and when the crowd finally stopped groaning we saw a number of paramedics marching up the 19th street entrance. Amidst the revelry a teenage girl had ODed, and was sprawled on her back across a blanket. Three paramedics set to work with a defibrillator and a stomach pump, and after 11 of the most gut-wrenching minutes I’ve had in an era, she came around. We last saw her loaded into the ambulance, which drove away North on Dolores. Who needs a drink?

Anyone else see anything?

Just when you thought cucumbers had it the worst.

Thanks to Junk Thief for illuminating a growing problem in the vegetable community.