San Francisco is an old, iron safe filled with gold, glory, disaster, and secrets. SFCentric History is a column, by SF writer V. Alexandra de F. Szoenyi, that digs in the vaults of local history and shares the sensational people, places, and things that rocked San Francisco. Sure, we all know “I

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Dr. Drew reboot and Santorum joke pioneer Dan Savage arouses all manner of opinions on the love-hate continuum. As Savage brings his amateur porn roadshow back to San Francisco and Berkeley for the next three weeks, we asked a cross-section of sex-positive Bay Area authors, podcasters, and relationship coaches whether

Hip hop is everywhere in Oakland. The city literally oozes soul. Locals have opportunities to see known artists at big venues or get in on one of the many (cheap) annual festivals. One of the most evolved of these is

This event is SOLD OUT. Join the waitlist above to receive tickets if they become available. The conversation will be recorded and released for free as part of our podcast. In her new book, So You Want to Talk About Race, Ijeoma Oluo offers a contemporary, accessible take on the racial landscape in

This comedy show is FREE! All you gotta do is register right here. New Year’s resolutions — maybe you’re still going to get on them, just not today. Maybe you’ve already thrown in the towel. Or maybe you never made one to begin with. Either way, Broke-Ass Stuart and HellaFunny

There are large projection screens, propane fire, sparklers, streamers, confetti, steam cannons, and shiny things all over the stage to stimulate you at a Marshmello show.

This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column for the SF Examiner.  I live at the corner of Needles and Diarrhea. OK, those aren’t the real names of the streets in my SoMa/Mission neighborhood, but if our thoroughfares were christened after the things most prevalent on them, there’d be a