Music When The Lights Go Out Concert Recap: October 7th Butterfly Effect Benefit Show By Ethan Clayman In which your assigned correspondent stands anxious behind fervid mosh pits, listens to metal screams and audience cheers, feels very jealous of many crowdgoers’ hair, and shines a phone flashl .
Take a break from whatever you re doing and immerse yourself in San Francisco history and the travels of James J. Siegel in
The God of San Francisco, a revelatory and uplifting title for a city that has known many gods. Here s the God of us LGBTQ people whether longtime San Franciscans still centered in the axis of gay culture, or those new who ve recently come to the country s capital of continual reinvention. In either case, these poems sense that there is something about the city now gone, forever lost, but here in the poems, moments enduring.
Siegel dives to a central location, an unofficial landmark, sites we still meet for sidewalk coffee, or once met to slither through and to cackle at the night, from Daddy s to Moby Dick and the forty-five-year-old Badlands, which permanently closed its doors this past summer. In December 1, we re called to remember, or to first learn, one of countless moments of elegy with the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence:
Take a break from whatever you re doing and immerse yourself in San Francisco history and the travels of James J. Siegel in
The God of San Francisco, a revelatory and uplifting title for a city that has known many gods. Here s the God of us LGBTQ people whether longtime San Franciscans still centered in the axis of gay culture, or those new who ve recently come to the country s capital of continual reinvention. In either case, these poems sense that there is something about the city now gone, forever lost, but here in the poems, moments enduring.
Siegel dives to a central location, an unofficial landmark, sites we still meet for sidewalk coffee, or once met to slither through and to cackle at the night, from Daddy s to Moby Dick and the forty-five-year-old Badlands, which permanently closed its doors this past summer. In December 1, we re called to remember, or to first learn, one of countless moments of elegy with the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence: