The sentiment known as “love/hate” is one of the most ubiquitous yet enigmatic phenomenons in the human experience. I am certainly no stranger to its insidious, backhanded ways. Raw onions, ex-lovers, the mélange of scents permeating the city on a hot day, Peter Gabriel… you get the idea. For broke-ass

We all know El Rio as one of the great [dive] bars in our fair city. What you read below is just one of the many reasons why. On Monday, March 12 beginning at 9:00p.m. El Rio will be hosting Radical Vinyl. A number of DJs will be spinning all

Major cultural shifts are not always easy to recognize, particularly when it comes to music. This is likely because there’s a natural evolution to music – trends sort of blend into each other seamlessly. Every now and then something really new comes along and shifts paradigms. I remember when Grunge

So, I was checking out this the other day: Image courtesy mtv.com (Yes, that is Kristen Stewart at the MTV Movie Awards. Don’t judge. ) And it hit me – safety pins. Years of being both gothy and crafty taught me a lot – like always have at least one

Funk. Punk. Soul. Night. This Tuesday, June 14th, come out to Grant & Green Saloon in North Beach for what is sure to be one groovy show. Punk Funk Mob, a local Bay Area band, is an interesting combination of punk rock and funk that will satisfy the need to

Funk. Punk. Soul. Night. This Tuesday, June 14th, come out to Grant & Green Saloon in North Beach for what is sure to be one groovy show. Punk Funk Mob, a local Bay Area band, is an interesting combination of punk rock and funk that will satisfy the need to

Last weekend,  Governor’s Island was transformed into an oasis of collaborative art. This weekend, the punks are moving in. The result?  By this point next weekend, there won’t be a Governor’s Island. Entering its third year, Punk Island is music festival far removed from the your hip older brother’s Bonaroo and

This past CMJ season I had the chance to attend a show at one of the most hateful and awful musical venues this side of Terminal 5 at a little place called Santos Party House.  The floor space was cold and weird with its white concrete walls, huge plaster columns