Mission Mission

Remember yesterday when we reported that some spurned scenester had sullied this sightly piece of street art? Guess what! It’s all back to normal! Eric S. reports that artist Chris Lux had it back in working order in no time flat:

yeah…not even 10 minutes after you posted my first photo, dude was out there with his quiver of cans making it look like no woman was ever scorned!

Gorgeous! Thanks, Eric!

Reader Travis O. tells us, via our Facebook page, that something new is afoot on Valencia:

Did you see that Bombay Ice Cream now has an all you can eat indian buffet? It’s pretty good and only $7.95. The grand opening [was last week]. I got to meet the chef, she said the food is homestyle from the western side of the country. I am very excited! [link]

Us too! Bombay’s official website, on the other hand, has nothing to say about this news.

Photo by sfbike.

Circus Bella did a fundraiser performance at Amnesia last night. And, not to be deterred by the tight quarters, they managed to install a goddamned trapeze in the middle of the room:

That’s the artistic director Abigail Munn performing.

Circus Bella does it the old-school way and sets up free open air one-ring circus performances in parks. They feature a live band with original music written and performed by Rob Reich. You may remember last summer when they posted up in a beloved park in the ‘hood that starts with a “D” and translates to “pains”.

They are ramping up for the summer season and hopefully coming to a park near you. The next SF performance is at Yerba Buena  Gardens on July 3rd. They run on donations from supporters so find out how you can get involved here.

In a sprawling new Hypebeast interview, Self Edge honcho Kiya Babzani talks about — among other things — the differences between the original shop on Valencia and the recently opened sister shop in New York City:

The buying patterns and markets, for one thing in NY they have seasons, something we don’t really have in SF. So in the Winter it’s all warm gear and in the Summer it’s all Summer clothes. In SF, people are buying short-sleeve shirts and jackets year round. Also the customer is a bit different in NY, less concerned with the brand and they want something that’s more dressy looking and less vintage. But that’s expected, the vintage and 50’s scene in NY is near non-existent compared to how large the culture is in California.

Read the full interview here, though you should know it’s nowhere near as hard-hitting or personal as Mission Mission’s Self Edge profile from last year.

You could ride this badass beauty into a subterranean sledgehammer fight with Stalin himself and fare pretty well I think.

Gorgeous! (Even despite the terrible lighting down there, right?)

No word on how Mission burritos or Dolores Park fit into this equation.

[via Strange Maps]

Previously:

Berlin Neighborhoods in San Francisco

Wow, there have been some killer photos on the mission flickr feed  and they aren’t all just pics of Dolores Park (which are quickly becoming the Mission photographer equivalent of performing “Freebird”).

Yakubovich:

Jennaaaye:

Reader Eric S. fills us in on this bummer:

I live right across the alley from this Chris Lux piece, so I was pretty bummed out to see that someone sprayed hatred all over his art. One of my neighbors saw the act in progress and told me that it was all done by some angry young girl who had some serious beef with Lux.

Now I can’t help but wonder if he snubbed her at The Attic on Morrissey Night or pretended not to know her while attending an Apache show.

Well, graffiti enthusiasts, a spurned lover or some such defaces an artist’s work: Is it art?

A mockingbird just moved into the tree across the street.  It looks like he came from a rough neighborhood though, because the only song he seems to know is that car alarm loop ubiquitous to areas with high incidence of grand theft auto (vice city).  I recorded a few minutes of his performance at 4am on friday night/saturday morning so you can hear him go through the cycle a few times.

Let’s hope he meets an automotive-minded female mockingbird soon, because it’s going to be tough to find another housemate on craigslist if I have to keep explaining why my neighbors are wearing ear plugs to bed.  Between this and the fact that just to the left of that tree is the spot where Omer ends up (and spends hours yelling incoherently) when he gets too drunk to continue his regular Valencia serenade, it’s going to be tough!

I always thought that they had to take off those crazy outfits to go to the bathroom (and that porta-potties were for mere mortals).  Looks like he got stuck!

Photo from SXSW courtesy of Trevor, before he was devoured (below).

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