Lifted up on a summer breeze and blowing through the jasmine in your mind, Pride 2014 is here dear readership and, as always, we here at BAS want to keep you appraised of every opportunity that is available to colour our world with pride and burn bright like a homo

Against the affidavits from my East Coast friends that I’d “love New York. It’s no bullshit, just like you. People in California get offended by you because they’re too sensitive…but you…you’d fit right in. Don’t you want to rekindle your Puerto Ricanness?” I have never been to New York. To

Hello?! The name of the website leaves little to the imagination and much to the bank account. If you haven’t visited this super-amazing-slice-of-internet-heaven then get your shit together, team. Originally launched in New York City, MyFreeConcert  is a website dedicated to bringing you the best free/cheap events all over town.

Photo from Yelp.com It’s a known fact that your experience in a bar is different when you’re 21 than when you’re 31. I now view going to bars as an opportunity to bond with the few friends I have left instead of getting trashed with a bunch of acquaintances who

Ten years ago, when I was just a slightly younger bartender, I was working at Kimo’s up in the Polk and had just recently been hired on as a floater at El Rio, when I was invited to a citywide gay bar mixer held at some guys’ house in the

Hey! I’m slammed right now so only have time to cut and paste this shit but here it is. It’s hella branded by Celebrity Cruise lines and Alaska Airlines, almost to a ridiculous extent, but they’re the folks footing the bill for you to get your skate on. Regardless, here

Well, fellow urban co-habitants, we are in day three of having the place all to ourselves and what’s better is, since a good majority of us have nowhere to be tomorrow, we can annihilate this mellow Sunday like only a francisqueño can. The big fireball is shining bright onthe bayside

I write about Williamsburg a lot and that’s because I live here. I’m coming up on my one-year anniversary, in fact. But I’ll admit it. I was kind of hatin’ on my own neighborhood for a while. When you’re not snobby about music and could care less about owning a