Tonight at Littlefields, the fine folks behind jazz-lover mecca Search and Restore are rewarding you for their hard work (can this happen more often, please?).  To celebrate the success of their Kickstarter campaign raising funds to help them document the NYC new jazz scene in film form, they’ve invited some

So your New Year’s Resolution was to learn more weird dances, like the Grizzly Bear or the Cake Walk, right? If so, the Flux Factory’s Night of Expert Oddities is exactly where you should be tonight. Presenters will have nine minutes to perform a short lecture on a subject they’ve

When I was in high school we used to call Newcastle “birthday beer”.  This was because when I was 16, I could pretty much only afford the $2.50 it cost to buy a 40 of Mickey’s.  Plus there was always the $5 add on of purchasing Howard the Bum’s pint of

Just when you thought you had survived the gauntlet that is the holiday season, San Francisco’s own arbiters of star-rating and the voice of maddening crowds, Yelp, have decided to include the latter in their annual holiday party. Like restaurants, bars and other service industry businesses, they’re having their shindig

I first fell in love with The Levee in the same way I fell in love with watching old re-runs of “Cops”… I couldn’t can’t resist its guaranteed cheap thrills. It doesn’t try too hard,  just delivers a large drink selection for wallets big and small, gives us kids some

File cabinets are an unfortunate fact of life: by the time you hit your mid-twenties you’ve accumulated a sizable portion of your life on paper. From transcripts to manuscripts, recipes to medical records, vehicle registrations to credit card statements, that shit can’t just sit in a corner of your closet.

Because we are ramping up to the end of the world and all, it’s cold. Yeah, it’s winter. But it’s cold everywhere. NY, SF, even LA. (That covers everywhere, right?). It’s something we can all agree on. Sure, those in states with snow apparently up to their eyebrows will claim

January seems to summon everyone’s inner idiot in the the most glorious fashions. From drinking heavily at midnight on 1/1 to the Polar Bear club, everyone is stir crazy and willing to act on frivolous impulse. How else does one explain the yearly tradition of Improv Everywhere’s No Pants Subway