Not too many crazy things going on this weekend, but that’s okay because the Toronto-based production duo, ColeCo. is in town. The Canadian duo have taken over the Summer with their latest collection of music, “El Verano EP,” and now that the Fall has arrived they are still poised on

“An exhibition full of creativity and illusions that will transport you to a wild, new, exciting world…” where you will find “ferocious, vivacious, vigorous,  cute, adorable and touching beings with whom we share the land: The animals.” That does remind me a little of how I would describe a Friday

When you hover within the middle class your whole life, you have to get acquainted with the working world sooner rather than later. While some have been less painful than others, I’ve had a lot of jobs since I started working at 16. In the years since, I’ve zinged from

My very dear and very talented friend Victoria Smith is having a photo show on Friday 9/28. Victoria has shot everyone from Coldplay to James Brown to Geographer to Gotye. Plus she even did the cover of my SF book as well as pics in my NY book. Basically, she’s

It’s Fall! Winter’s sneaky little sidekick is creeping up on us quickly.  As I write this you may be chopping down a bundle of firewood to get you through the upcoming frozen hell of whatever place you live in. Fall hasn’t reached California yet. We are still blessed with jacket-optional

This Thursday (that’s tomorrow, in case you were wondering), local instigator Mina Karimi curates a very special art experiment at Bushwick’s very own Secret Project Robot. The show, called Dead Dudes Done Right, has both visual and musical artists presenting various idiosyncratic takes on – you guessed it – dead

The Hypocrites are guaranteed to make you laugh hysterically. However, as comedy is entirely subjective, that guarantee is entirely worthless. –John Oliver Do you recognize those two gentlemen? If you don’t, I’d like to introduce you to Elliot Kalan and Brock Mahan. Alone they are two individuals with a few

              Don’t order the specials   Howard’s Café is a diner in the Inner Sunset.  Remarkable? Not particularly, and that isn’t to its detriment. American diners represent comfortable familiarity with a twist of that quality us State-Siders would like to think we invented: individuality.