My Kinda Valentine's Day

I don't typically venture outside of my apartment for Valentine's Day (or many other "holidays" for that matter), but this year might be a different story. My favorite little dive bar in the TL will host a release party for San Francisco Noir 2: The Classics.

For more info on the event check out:

Valentine's Day Noir

Authors from San Francisco Noir, Volumes One and Two will read selections from their works and the works of noir masters of the past. With Noir City behind me I'm still not ready to let the dream die. I can't think of a better way to spend Valentine's Day!

DJ gig

Hey kiddies: If you haven't escaped SF yet for the holidays, then come on out to my happy hour DJ night at the Casanova Lounge tomorrow. Julie and I will be on the decks until 9. Raquelle's preparing some special holiday drinks (I'm hoping for spiced cider) and I hear the mustache charity boys will be showing off their 'staches. Hope to see you there!

Date Autism: WTF is Nerdcore?

Date autism has struck me once again. Last night my buddy Andrew and I attempted to go see the Monks documentary The Transatlantic Feedback at the Red Vic. We had a beer next door and arrived a few minutes late. A preview for a documentary on Nerdcore began.

Unknown to Andrew and I, this is a burgeoning Hip Hop movement. Five minutes passed, ten....this preview seemed to go on FOREVER. Why so many Weird Al sound bites? After fifteen or so minutes we both began to wonder if this really was a preview. Being a wuss, I forced Andrew to go ask the Red Vic crew. So apparently the Monk's run ended on Monday night. Needless to say, we didn't stay and learn all about Nerdcore.


The Monks



I guess I'll just have to wait and watch this on Netflix :(

Speaking of missed events, I didn't make it out to the Sir Richard Bishop show at Du Nord a few weeks back (or the Aquarius in-store), but luck is on my side this time around. There's going to be a live taping of interviews with Sir Richard Bishop and Jello Biafra this evening for the VBS.TV station. Ian Svenonius (Nation of Ulysses) hosts the Soft Focus program, which previous episodes have featured interviews with the eyeball licker himself Calvin Johnson, Billy Childish, Ian Mackaye and many more. Hopefully I can haul on out to North Beach in time.

Soft Focus

This is an RSVP only event, so if it's not to late, go get yrself on the list:


RSVP Here



Cobbs
915 Columbus Avenue
6:30-10:00

Later in the evening there's a post-interview after party at which Ian Svenonius and Jesse Pearson (Vice) will be spinning records at the Hemlock Tavern.

Should be a fun night.

Frisco Freakout!

I had a blast at the Frisco Freakout yesterday. Thanks to Rich and Ripley for organizing such an awesome event. http://friscofreakout.com/
Pretty much my dream lineup: Assemble Head In Sunburst Sound, Grey Ashley, Wooden Shjips, Sleepy Sun, Crystal Antlers, Earthless and an onslaught of others. I got a chance to get my Earthless noodeling fix on. Crystal Antlers were amazing. Then again I'm always a sucker for bands with multiple drummers. The highlight of the day/night for me though were definitely SF's own Sleepy Sun.

On the band's site you can download their Embrace album! http://sleepysun.net/

Apparently Rocktober is in full swing. After Treasure Island, Hardly Strictly and the Frisco Freakout dare I say I'm showed out?

My Georgie

I just found out that my favorite (living) author will be giving a lecture as part of the City Arts and Lecture series.

City Arts

That's right, my little Georgie, aka George Saunders returns to our fare city on October 6th. A few months back he did a book signing for his first non-fiction collection, The Braindead Megaphone at Booksmith. I had all of these intelligent questions and witty comments saved up, but when it came my turn to say hello, I drew a blank. I was suddenly a teenager and meeting my favorite band for the first time. He asked where I was from. I managed to mutter the city of Seattle. After several awkward pauses I told him this was my first book signing. Then I amended that statement.

"Well, not really. I attempted to meet Leonard Cohen during his book tour a few years ago, but I gave up when the line was too long."

He replied with, "thankfully for you I'm not nearly as cool as Leonard Cohen."

This time I'm keeping my mouth shut.

New Job

Hey kiddies: I know it’s been a long time since I’ve updated this little here blog and there’s a reason for that. This lady’s now a contributing member of society again! I am SO glad I didn’t have to move to la la land. I’m not quite ready to leave the bay area just yet. While I do have grandeur plans of getting into music supervision, doing label relations again isn’t too shabby.

My new home is at IODA – a digital distribution company based in SF (and also a major competitor of my former employer DRA). I couldn’t be more psyched about the company as a whole and my new co-workers. It’s always a good sign when you see your boss nerding out at a Built to Spill show during your first week of work.

Speaking of shows...man do I wish I was in upstate NY right now for All Tomorrow’s Party. ATP
Such an AMAZING lineup this year. I just called my buddy Nash who’s in Wooden Shjips to express my jealousy and wish him good luck. Sweet – he told me WFMU is airing the festival live all weekend. WFMU Looks like I won’t be leaving my apartment this afternoon. I wonder if Harmonia’s playing any other U.S. dates?

I guess I don’t have it all bad this weekend – as I’m getting a chance to see Spiritualized play at Treasure Island tomorrow. Can’t wait!!! It’s sort of odd that his set is during the middle of the day, but I’m sure I’ll be blown away regardless. I still haven’t gotten a chance to see the new Harmony Korine film he plays on, Mister Lonely. A commune filled with celebrity impersonators sounds like a pretty genius plotline to me.

Happy belated birthday Papa Bear

Why is it that I can never remember birthdays (or a lot of things for that matter)? For my dad's big 60th this year I even set a google reminder for myself so as not to forget his big day. Where was that alert?? I even forgot my little sista's 25th this year. I guess now that I'm not glued to an office computer I can't function without my alerts. Sad.

Well I hope my dad at least received his Obama bobble head on-time. Not nearly as funny as the booyah-screaming Jim Cramer he sent me, but hopefully he'll appreciate it none the less. Now we'll just have to plan a father-daughter hunting excursion before it gets too cold.