I regularly shit on San Francisco, to the city’s credit, there is a lot to shit on. San Francisco is 7×7 miles of contradiction and absurdity, but it’s also the most beautiful place on the planet.  You’re probably saying some dumb shit like, “Abe, you’ve never been to every city

On Wednesday, May 18th, beloved co-owner of Filipino restaurant Lucky Three Seven, Jun Anabo(Jun Jun), was shot and killed in front of his Oakland restaurant. We learned via the Lucky Three Seven Facebook page that this happened while his 11-year old son stood close by. According to a friend, six

Drag performance may be getting its moment in the pop cultural spotlight thanks to the likes of “RuPaul’s Drag Race.”  However, that spotlight’s mainly shining on drag queens, not drag kings.  Instead of waiting for some mainstream media outlet to notice the talent of drag kings, local director Rae Dawn

Anytime I step out of the Bay Area, I’m struck with one simple fact; you can take the Bay Area local outta the bay but you can’t take away my weird Bay Area quirks. It’s fun to ask yourself “What qualities give a Bay Area local away when we are

Peter Y. Sussman may be known for his command of language, but he is poised to leave his mark on the visual arts. On Friday, May 6, Sussman celebrated the opening of his first solo photography exhibition, “The Attentive Eye,” at Alliant International University in Emeryville. Following his 29-year stint

A Woman In Her Room A woman in her room feels sometimes that she lives on the back of the world, as if, while studying a tapestry, she found she had been gazing at its rough reverse.  On Rossetti’s ‘Blue Silk Dress’ Jane Burden, famous for your face and illustrious

Rolling Would Be More Fun If Not For Modern Torture By Darci Flatley I wanted to be abducted so badly—pulled into a bright-blue chandelier that looked like a collection of sea glass, and left to float within, running my fingers through individual gems to hear them clink and chime. The

We like poetry (we swear) and we’re making space for it, too. Today’s Broke-Ass poet is local author and “busy, somewhat overfed crepuscular passerine,” Curt Hopkins. III. The paranoid dead From the broken soil spirits whisper, Goth and Magothy are the kings of the Unclean Nations. The dead are the