Sunday, April 24, 2011
Wednesday, March 09, 2011
SF Jukebox goes to SXSW
So yeaaaah... it's been a while. But we're headed to SXSW Interactive and plan to stick around for enough of Music that we hope to catch some free daytime shows. Any suggestions?
Friday, August 20, 2010
Second Place Tastes So Good
Pub Quiz Night 5: Mad Dog in the Fog
Quiz Master: Peter
Result: SECOND out of ~10
Team Name: Dolf Lungrin's Kill Count [we know it's spelled wrong]
Team: Kenji, Minal, Angela, Alison, Joel, Seth, Jason, Martin, Koshi, Jess, very brief appearance by Aric
This was it: the last night of my ridiculous week-long mission and our last chance to win some free beer. If we didn't win anything, my week would otherwise have just looked like a thinly veiled attempt to justify drinking every night. My self-esteem couldn't handle it. Fortunately, we kicked ass, coming in second. Yes, second.
The team dynamic last night was pretty awesome. Maybe it's because several of the team members had come for at least one other night, many of them more. Maybe it's because I've been doing this all week and have finally hit my stride as team captain. Or maybe it was just luck. There was no talking people out of right answers; in fact, there were several times when one person's initial instinct led to the team building on it to come up with the right answer. For example, a question's answer started with "electron," grew into "radiation," and ultimately became "X-Ray," the correct answer.
The first two rounds went swimmingly—16/16 points. Then came the theme round, fashion, which went surprisingly well (I think we got 2 wrong, one of which was something like "What fashion accessory is Junior Drake known for?" and none of us had a clue). Minskirt was popularized by Mary Quant, which Alison and Minal knew. But the real secret is that Kenji killed the fashion round thanks to all his trashy blog reading. Angela also pulled out some knowledge from the trash blogs. Who says trashy pop culture rags are worthless?
The picture round was not so good, and I'll blame it partly on Mad Dog's photocopied pictures. Well, except Netanyahu, who Seth swore was Sharon. Number 3 could have been Shannen Doherty, Evan Rachel Wood, or any other anorexic-looking woman with long hair who wears giant black sunglasses in public. Hollywood gives us so much to work with, why would we ever think it was a French woman? But alas, it was Carla Bruni. I just went through 54 pgs of Google Image results and I cannot find the exact picture, so use your imagination: she was looking over her shoulder, waving her unnaturally gigantic hand. I was able to find the picture of pitcher Tim Lincecum that we thought was a 16-year-old X-Games contestant:
Music round was totally accessible, and we are just happy we put Four Tops instead of Temptations. I think we got 2 wrong. We then aced the last two rounds, thanks to the X-Ray question, Jason knowing that "Toronto" was originally called "York," a question about the first US summer games to which we learned the answer at 540 Club, and Alison insisting that the athletic injury known as epicondylosis was tennis elbow. Fuck YES.
Even though we didn't win first place, we arguably got the better prize: first place was $30, which we would have then used to buy one pitcher ($20 with tip) and probably used the last $10 toward another pitcher, thereby keeping us at Mad Dog even later (quiz didn't start until like 9:30 so we didn't even leave until midnight). But second place was just a free pitcher of Bass, which was perfect! Let this be a lesson: aim for second place, first is just cash.
Quiz Master: Peter
Result: SECOND out of ~10
Team Name: Dolf Lungrin's Kill Count [we know it's spelled wrong]
Team: Kenji, Minal, Angela, Alison, Joel, Seth, Jason, Martin, Koshi, Jess, very brief appearance by Aric
This was it: the last night of my ridiculous week-long mission and our last chance to win some free beer. If we didn't win anything, my week would otherwise have just looked like a thinly veiled attempt to justify drinking every night. My self-esteem couldn't handle it. Fortunately, we kicked ass, coming in second. Yes, second.
The team
The team dynamic last night was pretty awesome. Maybe it's because several of the team members had come for at least one other night, many of them more. Maybe it's because I've been doing this all week and have finally hit my stride as team captain. Or maybe it was just luck. There was no talking people out of right answers; in fact, there were several times when one person's initial instinct led to the team building on it to come up with the right answer. For example, a question's answer started with "electron," grew into "radiation," and ultimately became "X-Ray," the correct answer.
Quiz master Peter
The first two rounds went swimmingly—16/16 points. Then came the theme round, fashion, which went surprisingly well (I think we got 2 wrong, one of which was something like "What fashion accessory is Junior Drake known for?" and none of us had a clue). Minskirt was popularized by Mary Quant, which Alison and Minal knew. But the real secret is that Kenji killed the fashion round thanks to all his trashy blog reading. Angela also pulled out some knowledge from the trash blogs. Who says trashy pop culture rags are worthless?
You can almost see steam rising from their heads.
The picture round was not so good, and I'll blame it partly on Mad Dog's photocopied pictures. Well, except Netanyahu, who Seth swore was Sharon. Number 3 could have been Shannen Doherty, Evan Rachel Wood, or any other anorexic-looking woman with long hair who wears giant black sunglasses in public. Hollywood gives us so much to work with, why would we ever think it was a French woman? But alas, it was Carla Bruni. I just went through 54 pgs of Google Image results and I cannot find the exact picture, so use your imagination: she was looking over her shoulder, waving her unnaturally gigantic hand. I was able to find the picture of pitcher Tim Lincecum that we thought was a 16-year-old X-Games contestant:
From here. Naughty, Tim!
Music round was totally accessible, and we are just happy we put Four Tops instead of Temptations. I think we got 2 wrong. We then aced the last two rounds, thanks to the X-Ray question, Jason knowing that "Toronto" was originally called "York," a question about the first US summer games to which we learned the answer at 540 Club, and Alison insisting that the athletic injury known as epicondylosis was tennis elbow. Fuck YES.
Kenji, thinking.
Even though we didn't win first place, we arguably got the better prize: first place was $30, which we would have then used to buy one pitcher ($20 with tip) and probably used the last $10 toward another pitcher, thereby keeping us at Mad Dog even later (quiz didn't start until like 9:30 so we didn't even leave until midnight). But second place was just a free pitcher of Bass, which was perfect! Let this be a lesson: aim for second place, first is just cash.
Pub Quiz Week Team Photos
Dolf Lungrin's Kill Count (yes, we know)
UR MOM & I AR FACEBOOK FRIENDS W/BENEFITS
At Least the Beer is Cold
Delta's Burkas (for the Six Degrees of Dixie Carter)
FU OUTSIDE LANDS (winner: Best Team Name)
UR MOM & I AR FACEBOOK FRIENDS W/BENEFITS
At Least the Beer is Cold
Delta's Burkas (for the Six Degrees of Dixie Carter)
FU OUTSIDE LANDS (winner: Best Team Name)
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Dapper Dandy? Tapper Dandy? Dapper Tandy?
Pub Quiz Night 4: Napper Tandy
Quiz Master: Irish girl who says "tree" instead of "three" reading Brainstormer questions
Result: 4th out of ~10+
Team Name: UR Mom & I are Facebook Friends with Benefits
Team: Meg, Marc, Kenji, Kayan, Angela, Alex, Koshi, Jess
I really thought that Wednesday was going to be the night. We started out incredibly strong, and spent the first 5 rounds in the top 3. I don't know what happened.
But I digress. Napper Tandy's quiz is created by Brainstormer, a San Francisco-based company that creates quizzes for bars across the country. They do a number of the city's quizzes, including Elephant & Castle and Rogue Ale House, and run a trivia league. They also provide an official-looking official answer booklet, complete with perforated, tear-out answer sheets. Yes, I want to work there.
But onto the quiz. Unlike every other quiz in the city, the quiz master did not take 15 minutes to explain the standard rules (no iPhone cheating, no yelling out answers, tip your server) I assume because Brainstormer prints them on the booklet. The first two rounds of general knowledge were admittedly pretty easy. Nobody talked anybody out of answers; we seemed to reach general consensus or somebody was absolutely certain an answer was correct. (It's interesting how the group can talk itself and individuals out of answers, which is I think how we lost this one.)
Context can be a curse, and in this case, it prevented us from getting a near-perfect on the picture round. For whatever reason, Marc was sure that the picture of the man was Orson Welles, and even that the photo is the one that appears on Orson's Wikipedia page. But it was on the sheet next to the photo of this woman (below) and numbered in such a way that they looked like they were meant to be considered together.
We obviously knew the woman was Gloria Steinem, but putting the man next to her made us start to think about why they were together. What does Orson Welles have to do with Gloria Steinem? But the picture also looks a little like a young Larry Flynt, and that relationship makes far more sense than the Steinem/Welles. Thus, we put down Larry Flynt.
It was Orson Welles, and, indeed, the photo on Orson Welles' Wikipedia page. Group think can be a bitch.
Instead of a name-that-tune music round, they did something with bands versus solo artists. Given a song name and solo artist, we had to write whether the song was made popular by the artist solo or by the related band. If band, we also had to name the band. We did really well on this, but one thing tripped us up: George Michael. The UK release of "Careless Whisper" was George Michael, solo. But this was a question about the US release, which we also thought was solo. Nope. It's billed as Wham! featuring George Michael. We also got an Eric Crapton question wrong because he was in so many bands—many of which sucked (not Cream)—that we can't be bothered to learn them all.
There were two other theme rounds: people named Charles (we did okay, but not stellar) and Third-Party Politics. We got HOSED in that round despite the fact that many of us actually know a lot about politics. Did you know that Taft is the only incumbent to come in 3rd in a presidential election? We guessed Cleveland. Koshi got a Hawaii question wrong, for which he will now be ridiculed for a year.
We also had some trouble understanding the quiz master because she had a bit of trouble pronouncing some words. To wit: "sovereignty" read as "severity" and "incumbent" read as "ink you bent."
We did not officially *win* a free pitcher, but for some reason I asked for one and the waitress gave it to us! Victory! We also saw a hooker get arrested and put into an ambulance, although we don't get the ambulance part. There were at least 4 cop cars, too.
Quiz Master: Irish girl who says "tree" instead of "three" reading Brainstormer questions
Result: 4th out of ~10+
Team Name: UR Mom & I are Facebook Friends with Benefits
Team: Meg, Marc, Kenji, Kayan, Angela, Alex, Koshi, Jess
I really thought that Wednesday was going to be the night. We started out incredibly strong, and spent the first 5 rounds in the top 3. I don't know what happened.
But I digress. Napper Tandy's quiz is created by Brainstormer, a San Francisco-based company that creates quizzes for bars across the country. They do a number of the city's quizzes, including Elephant & Castle and Rogue Ale House, and run a trivia league. They also provide an official-looking official answer booklet, complete with perforated, tear-out answer sheets. Yes, I want to work there.
The team
But onto the quiz. Unlike every other quiz in the city, the quiz master did not take 15 minutes to explain the standard rules (no iPhone cheating, no yelling out answers, tip your server) I assume because Brainstormer prints them on the booklet. The first two rounds of general knowledge were admittedly pretty easy. Nobody talked anybody out of answers; we seemed to reach general consensus or somebody was absolutely certain an answer was correct. (It's interesting how the group can talk itself and individuals out of answers, which is I think how we lost this one.)
Context can be a curse, and in this case, it prevented us from getting a near-perfect on the picture round. For whatever reason, Marc was sure that the picture of the man was Orson Welles, and even that the photo is the one that appears on Orson's Wikipedia page. But it was on the sheet next to the photo of this woman (below) and numbered in such a way that they looked like they were meant to be considered together.
We obviously knew the woman was Gloria Steinem, but putting the man next to her made us start to think about why they were together. What does Orson Welles have to do with Gloria Steinem? But the picture also looks a little like a young Larry Flynt, and that relationship makes far more sense than the Steinem/Welles. Thus, we put down Larry Flynt.
It was Orson Welles, and, indeed, the photo on Orson Welles' Wikipedia page. Group think can be a bitch.
Instead of a name-that-tune music round, they did something with bands versus solo artists. Given a song name and solo artist, we had to write whether the song was made popular by the artist solo or by the related band. If band, we also had to name the band. We did really well on this, but one thing tripped us up: George Michael. The UK release of "Careless Whisper" was George Michael, solo. But this was a question about the US release, which we also thought was solo. Nope. It's billed as Wham! featuring George Michael. We also got an Eric Crapton question wrong because he was in so many bands—many of which sucked (not Cream)—that we can't be bothered to learn them all.
Quiz master
There were two other theme rounds: people named Charles (we did okay, but not stellar) and Third-Party Politics. We got HOSED in that round despite the fact that many of us actually know a lot about politics. Did you know that Taft is the only incumbent to come in 3rd in a presidential election? We guessed Cleveland. Koshi got a Hawaii question wrong, for which he will now be ridiculed for a year.
We also had some trouble understanding the quiz master because she had a bit of trouble pronouncing some words. To wit: "sovereignty" read as "severity" and "incumbent" read as "ink you bent."
The hooker hubbub
We did not officially *win* a free pitcher, but for some reason I asked for one and the waitress gave it to us! Victory! We also saw a hooker get arrested and put into an ambulance, although we don't get the ambulance part. There were at least 4 cop cars, too.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
At Least the Beer Was Cold(ish)
Pub Quiz Night 3: Edinburgh Castle
Quiz Master: Carl
Result: no free beer, does anything else matter?
Team Name: At Least the Beer's Cold
Team: Kenji, Dave, Corey, Jason, Martin, Angela, Meghan, Dana, Jess, guest appearance by Koshi
Trivia at Edinburgh starts at 8:30. I thought it would be nice to grab some dinner and get there around 8, until Dana told me she'd been there once and it was full by 7:15. Wise. I got there at 7, claimed a booth, and watched as nerds snatched up all other booths and tables by 7:20.
Everyone says that Edinburgh is the city's hardest, but they are silly. It is no different than any other, although we performed horribly in the music round considering we are a bunch of music freaks. It was like a take-home CD from last year's Lilith Fair. Carl also plays the whole song, providing ample time for cheaters in the room to use Shazam. We didn't see anyone cheating, but I can't imagine how anybody knew all of the artists without a little help.
Koshi also found out a little more about the quiz world drama we heard about on Sunday night. The 540 Club's quiz master and his friends used to go to Edinburgh every week and demolish the competition. Apparently one night they argued with Carl (never ever argue with the quiz master) and he tossed them out. They came back again, and he threw them out again. Obviously there are two sides to this story, but are they even worth knowing in this case? DRAMA!!!!
The music round also happens at the same time you're solving one theme round and the picture round. This theme round was actually awesome: biopics. I'm pretty sure we got them all, save Auto Focus, a film about former Hogan's Heroes star Bob Crane. This was also the second night in a row that serial killer Aileen Wuornos appeared as an answer (Monster is about her), and this blog post is the first time I've spelled it correctly. I think our two variations were Eileen Wardos and Eileen Varnos. Now I know.
The picture round was another story. I wish I could remember the name of the toothy British fellow whose name we didn't know, or the woman we guessed was Jodi Watley (wrong), but I can't. I instead give you this awesome picture of Kurt Vonnegut, which we correctly identified as Vonnegut.
I am not up on my serial killers but Corey sure is, and we did pretty well in that round, with maybe two wrong. Actually, I don't really remember as this is the part of the night where I stopped paying full attention. Calling it "pub quiz" is misleading, as "quiz" doesn't adequately speak to the level of endurance required to stay fully engaged for one quiz, let alone many nights in a row.
We didn't win any free drinks, but some of us did go to Grubstake afterward, which is a prize unto itself.
Quiz Master: Carl
Result: no free beer, does anything else matter?
Team Name: At Least the Beer's Cold
Team: Kenji, Dave, Corey, Jason, Martin, Angela, Meghan, Dana, Jess, guest appearance by Koshi
Trivia at Edinburgh starts at 8:30. I thought it would be nice to grab some dinner and get there around 8, until Dana told me she'd been there once and it was full by 7:15. Wise. I got there at 7, claimed a booth, and watched as nerds snatched up all other booths and tables by 7:20.
Most of the team (we couldn't all squeeze into the booth)
Everyone says that Edinburgh is the city's hardest, but they are silly. It is no different than any other, although we performed horribly in the music round considering we are a bunch of music freaks. It was like a take-home CD from last year's Lilith Fair. Carl also plays the whole song, providing ample time for cheaters in the room to use Shazam. We didn't see anyone cheating, but I can't imagine how anybody knew all of the artists without a little help.
Koshi also found out a little more about the quiz world drama we heard about on Sunday night. The 540 Club's quiz master and his friends used to go to Edinburgh every week and demolish the competition. Apparently one night they argued with Carl (never ever argue with the quiz master) and he tossed them out. They came back again, and he threw them out again. Obviously there are two sides to this story, but are they even worth knowing in this case? DRAMA!!!!
Quiz master Carl
The music round also happens at the same time you're solving one theme round and the picture round. This theme round was actually awesome: biopics. I'm pretty sure we got them all, save Auto Focus, a film about former Hogan's Heroes star Bob Crane. This was also the second night in a row that serial killer Aileen Wuornos appeared as an answer (Monster is about her), and this blog post is the first time I've spelled it correctly. I think our two variations were Eileen Wardos and Eileen Varnos. Now I know.
The picture round was another story. I wish I could remember the name of the toothy British fellow whose name we didn't know, or the woman we guessed was Jodi Watley (wrong), but I can't. I instead give you this awesome picture of Kurt Vonnegut, which we correctly identified as Vonnegut.
I am not up on my serial killers but Corey sure is, and we did pretty well in that round, with maybe two wrong. Actually, I don't really remember as this is the part of the night where I stopped paying full attention. Calling it "pub quiz" is misleading, as "quiz" doesn't adequately speak to the level of endurance required to stay fully engaged for one quiz, let alone many nights in a row.
We didn't win any free drinks, but some of us did go to Grubstake afterward, which is a prize unto itself.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Six Degrees of Dixie Carter
Pub Quiz Night 2: LookOut
Quiz Master: Pollo Del Ma
Result: 4th out of 6
Team Name: Delta's Burkas
Team: Peter, Corey, Laura, Kimra, Pete, Angela, Koshi, Jess
You know that bar on 16th and Market where, on a warmish night, it looks like Falling Water but with dudes in black clothing spilling over the balconies instead of water? As it turns out, they have pub quiz every Monday. This is where we spent Day 2.
As the title of this post suggests, the quiz theme was 6 Degrees of Dixie Carter. People talk about Edinburgh Castle being the city's hardest quiz (we'll get to that in the next post) but LookOut is something special. Even though there were only 6 teams, people really seemed to know their shit about all things related to Julia Sugarbaker. Of course, since drag queen quiz master Pollo Del Mar announces the theme a week ahead of time, and since she gathers questions by clicking from link-to-link on Wikipedia, you have seven days to study up and learn everything you can memorize about the next week's theme. Pollo told us after the quiz that everything she asked literally came from clicking through Wikipedia links, within 6 clicks of Dixie Carter's Wiki page. A few of us crammed earlier in the day but were totally out-Dixied.
Let's talk for a second about Pollo Del Mar, the drag queen quiz master. I love drag queens, and I love Pollo. Although her stories sometimes veered off into long-winded land, she's otherwise witty and a great host. Unfortunately, as she pointed out in the beginning of the night, the cordless mic wasn't available so she was tethered to the DJ booth. I love a quiz master who isn't afraid to use the word retard repeatedly. And, yes, her name does mean "Chicken of the Sea."
Quiz wise, it was a short one, but Pollo talks a lot so it took longer than necessary. There were only two real rounds, with a speed round as tiebreaker between 2nd and 3rd place. There was no music round.
The best team names in the room is kind of a toss up: "Dixie Carter? I thought you said 'Dick Me Harder'" or "Going Way Down South on Dixie." You decide.
Quiz Master: Pollo Del Ma
Result: 4th out of 6
Team Name: Delta's Burkas
Team: Peter, Corey, Laura, Kimra, Pete, Angela, Koshi, Jess
You know that bar on 16th and Market where, on a warmish night, it looks like Falling Water but with dudes in black clothing spilling over the balconies instead of water? As it turns out, they have pub quiz every Monday. This is where we spent Day 2.
As the title of this post suggests, the quiz theme was 6 Degrees of Dixie Carter. People talk about Edinburgh Castle being the city's hardest quiz (we'll get to that in the next post) but LookOut is something special. Even though there were only 6 teams, people really seemed to know their shit about all things related to Julia Sugarbaker. Of course, since drag queen quiz master Pollo Del Mar announces the theme a week ahead of time, and since she gathers questions by clicking from link-to-link on Wikipedia, you have seven days to study up and learn everything you can memorize about the next week's theme. Pollo told us after the quiz that everything she asked literally came from clicking through Wikipedia links, within 6 clicks of Dixie Carter's Wiki page. A few of us crammed earlier in the day but were totally out-Dixied.
Me, writing.
Let's talk for a second about Pollo Del Mar, the drag queen quiz master. I love drag queens, and I love Pollo. Although her stories sometimes veered off into long-winded land, she's otherwise witty and a great host. Unfortunately, as she pointed out in the beginning of the night, the cordless mic wasn't available so she was tethered to the DJ booth. I love a quiz master who isn't afraid to use the word retard repeatedly. And, yes, her name does mean "Chicken of the Sea."
The lovely Pollo Del Mar.
Quiz wise, it was a short one, but Pollo talks a lot so it took longer than necessary. There were only two real rounds, with a speed round as tiebreaker between 2nd and 3rd place. There was no music round.
The best team names in the room is kind of a toss up: "Dixie Carter? I thought you said 'Dick Me Harder'" or "Going Way Down South on Dixie." You decide.
No, Really, FUUUU Outside Lands
Pub Quiz Night 1: 540 Club
Quiz Master: Scott
Team Name: FUUUUUU Outside Lands
Team: Cas, Jason, Martin, Sean-Michael, Koshi, Jess
We meant to arrive at 9 but got there at 8:30, delayed by drinks at Elixir (don't ask). Trivia usually starts at 9 but apparently the owner asked the quiz master to start early because of Outside Lands, which makes little sense for a Richmond bar. But Scott was a merciful quiz master, and let us catch up on 2 of the 4 rounds we missed.
The theme questions in the round we were actually seated for were comic book heroes and Oscar somethings (not official name), which Cas and Sean-Michael killed, respectively. The otherwise merciful quiz master made fun of me mercilessly for putting Cal down as an answer to a college basketball question. I deserved it.
The music round was not terribly hard, but I talked a friend out of Hank Williams, which turned out to be the right answer. The recording quality just seemed to be too good. I also learned that the same friend has a huge boner for jazz music, which I discovered when he was the only person at the table beside me who knew that Artie Shaw played clarinet.
There was also a theme round relating to somebody in the bar named Brian. I got the impression that Brian is the usual quiz master, but I'm not sure. We also found out about a little drama in the pub quiz community—yes, there is drama—when Scott told us that he and his friends used to go to Edinburgh on Tuesdays but had an issue with the quiz master and switched to Martin Mack's.
In the end, we won a free pitcher for the best team name, but really, I think it's because we trekked the hell out there only to miss half of it and Scott felt bad for us. Mercy pitchers still taste delicious. Jason also made us personalized glasses by tearing up the picture round images and sticking them to glasses.
Quiz Master: Scott
Team Name: FUUUUUU Outside Lands
Team: Cas, Jason, Martin, Sean-Michael, Koshi, Jess
The Team
We meant to arrive at 9 but got there at 8:30, delayed by drinks at Elixir (don't ask). Trivia usually starts at 9 but apparently the owner asked the quiz master to start early because of Outside Lands, which makes little sense for a Richmond bar. But Scott was a merciful quiz master, and let us catch up on 2 of the 4 rounds we missed.
The theme questions in the round we were actually seated for were comic book heroes and Oscar somethings (not official name), which Cas and Sean-Michael killed, respectively. The otherwise merciful quiz master made fun of me mercilessly for putting Cal down as an answer to a college basketball question. I deserved it.
Cas, thinking.
The music round was not terribly hard, but I talked a friend out of Hank Williams, which turned out to be the right answer. The recording quality just seemed to be too good. I also learned that the same friend has a huge boner for jazz music, which I discovered when he was the only person at the table beside me who knew that Artie Shaw played clarinet.
Cas, writing.
There was also a theme round relating to somebody in the bar named Brian. I got the impression that Brian is the usual quiz master, but I'm not sure. We also found out about a little drama in the pub quiz community—yes, there is drama—when Scott told us that he and his friends used to go to Edinburgh on Tuesdays but had an issue with the quiz master and switched to Martin Mack's.
Quiz Master Scott
In the end, we won a free pitcher for the best team name, but really, I think it's because we trekked the hell out there only to miss half of it and Scott felt bad for us. Mercy pitchers still taste delicious. Jason also made us personalized glasses by tearing up the picture round images and sticking them to glasses.
Victory.
Monday, August 16, 2010
One Week of Pub Quiz
With the school year a week away, I decided to end the summer with a very nerdy bang. So, for the next week, SF Jukebox is SF Pub Quiz. We are doing a trivia night every weekday this week, beginning with last night's quiz at 540 Club in the Richmond.
The schedule looks like this:
Sun - 540 Club (Richmond) [Recap]
Mon - LookOut (Castro) [Recap]
Tues - Edinburgh Castle (Tenderloin) [Recap]
Wed - Napper Tandy (Mission) [Recap]
Thurs - Mad Dog (Lower Haight) [Recap]
We wanted to get a variety of neighborhoods and a variety of competitors, so different friends have signed up to join us on different nights throughout the week. We'll post pictures and summaries for every night.
Wish us luck! Especially with tonight's Dixie-Carter-themed, drag-queen-administered event at LookOut.
The schedule looks like this:
Sun - 540 Club (Richmond) [Recap]
Mon - LookOut (Castro) [Recap]
Tues - Edinburgh Castle (Tenderloin) [Recap]
Wed - Napper Tandy (Mission) [Recap]
Thurs - Mad Dog (Lower Haight) [Recap]
We wanted to get a variety of neighborhoods and a variety of competitors, so different friends have signed up to join us on different nights throughout the week. We'll post pictures and summaries for every night.
Wish us luck! Especially with tonight's Dixie-Carter-themed, drag-queen-administered event at LookOut.
Friday, June 25, 2010
One word: Pavement
We're going to see Pavement tonight at the Greek Theater in Berkeley. Apparently the Stockton show was awesome, so let's hope they don't phone it in tonight.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Real Sippin' Whiskeys @ 9th Annual Sleepless Nights
Er yeah we haven't been going to many shows lately. The last one was Thao for the 3rd time, I guess. BUT this Friday night is the Great American's annual Sleepless Nights tribute to Gram Parsons, and a local country band I absolutely love, The Real Sippin' Whiskeys, will be playing. I think I first saw them play at El Rio for Shit-Kickin' Memorial Day and I swore I had pictures but can't seem to find them. The lead guitarist had the band's name spelled out on his guitar in white tape, which I thought was pretty great.
Anyway, love this band, listen to their stuff, and if you get a chance to go to the Sleepless Nights tribute on Friday, it's definitely worthwhile.
Anyway, love this band, listen to their stuff, and if you get a chance to go to the Sleepless Nights tribute on Friday, it's definitely worthwhile.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Refuge in the Quarter at Johnny White's
Johnny White's
733 St. Peter St., New Orleans [Map]
Total Spent: $? (It's difficult to say after my 10th beer.)
Post by Koshi
In most bars on Bourbon Street you'll readily find a fine selection of cheap shitty beer, rancid well booze, drunk frat boys, and the ever-present smell of puke. You'll also find the latest and greatest digital jukebox bringing you, on demand, every cliché song about Bourbon Street at the tap of a screen (see post on digital jukeboxes). And while I love The Grateful Dead's "Truckin'," you need not hear it more than once to get your fill of it.
Johnny White's is not most bars. It's a place to find Chartreuse and refuge from the Bourbon Street fray. It's coincidentally owned by a local guy from Hawaii and features an old school Local Motion sticker on the front door (to help you find it after that first night drinking til 6a). Not only is it free of the Bourbon Street riffraff, it is staffed with bartenders who will keep your beer full and have your back if you're about to be in a lot of trouble (not that we would be doing anything to get us in trouble, thanks Treg!). Keith and Paul aren't just friendly faces, they're local favorites among the other bartenders who surface there after shifts.
Paul actually let us in on a few interesting bits about the life of a bartender in the Quarter. As a cash-driven town, it's no surprise that personal security can quickly become an issue for a bartender after 12 days of tips and pay during Mardi Gras. As a result, there are a good deal of "carrying" workers in the service industry. I suppose it's no surprise that New Orleans always tops the murder rate charts. Perhaps the danger lends itself to the authenticity, but it also just scares the crap out of me. I always felt safe at Johnny White's but am in no hurry to move to New Orleans.
Like the Zeitgeist here in SF, Johnny White's is not a bar you'd ever find yourself standing behind no matter how well you knew the bartender; and like the Zeitgeist, it's not just popular among locals, it's a staple in the Quarter and its jukebox is decidedly non-digital. Of course it's filled with the requisite staples including the Staple Singers, The Grateful Dead, The Doors, The Rolling Stones, and Led Zeppelin among others, but also contains a slew of bartender mixes, and a few obscurities like Richard Cheese. After four consecutive days here, it was no surprise to have heard everything from David Bowie to Vanessa Carlton. Somebody played Huey Lewis and the News at some point. Thankfully, Jess didn't have a gun.
733 St. Peter St., New Orleans [Map]
Total Spent: $? (It's difficult to say after my 10th beer.)
Post by Koshi
In most bars on Bourbon Street you'll readily find a fine selection of cheap shitty beer, rancid well booze, drunk frat boys, and the ever-present smell of puke. You'll also find the latest and greatest digital jukebox bringing you, on demand, every cliché song about Bourbon Street at the tap of a screen (see post on digital jukeboxes). And while I love The Grateful Dead's "Truckin'," you need not hear it more than once to get your fill of it.
Johnny White's is not most bars. It's a place to find Chartreuse and refuge from the Bourbon Street fray. It's coincidentally owned by a local guy from Hawaii and features an old school Local Motion sticker on the front door (to help you find it after that first night drinking til 6a). Not only is it free of the Bourbon Street riffraff, it is staffed with bartenders who will keep your beer full and have your back if you're about to be in a lot of trouble (not that we would be doing anything to get us in trouble, thanks Treg!). Keith and Paul aren't just friendly faces, they're local favorites among the other bartenders who surface there after shifts.
Paul actually let us in on a few interesting bits about the life of a bartender in the Quarter. As a cash-driven town, it's no surprise that personal security can quickly become an issue for a bartender after 12 days of tips and pay during Mardi Gras. As a result, there are a good deal of "carrying" workers in the service industry. I suppose it's no surprise that New Orleans always tops the murder rate charts. Perhaps the danger lends itself to the authenticity, but it also just scares the crap out of me. I always felt safe at Johnny White's but am in no hurry to move to New Orleans.
Like the Zeitgeist here in SF, Johnny White's is not a bar you'd ever find yourself standing behind no matter how well you knew the bartender; and like the Zeitgeist, it's not just popular among locals, it's a staple in the Quarter and its jukebox is decidedly non-digital. Of course it's filled with the requisite staples including the Staple Singers, The Grateful Dead, The Doors, The Rolling Stones, and Led Zeppelin among others, but also contains a slew of bartender mixes, and a few obscurities like Richard Cheese. After four consecutive days here, it was no surprise to have heard everything from David Bowie to Vanessa Carlton. Somebody played Huey Lewis and the News at some point. Thankfully, Jess didn't have a gun.
Most Appropriate iPod Dock Ever
San Francisco chef Ryan Farr, of 4505 Meats, is the master of the pig roast. We had the honor of chowing down on our second Farr pig this past weekend at the wedding of two friends. Ryan's iPod dock is worth sharing (photo courtesy of the bride, Jenny Oh):
Friday, October 16, 2009
Thao, Revisited
Thao with the Get Down Stay Down have a new album coming out next week and I did a quick Q&A interview with her for 7x7. Check it out: TI Exclusive: We Get Down with Thao.
This is me awkwardly saying hello to me after a show at the Independent.
Buy the album. It's good.
This is me awkwardly saying hello to me after a show at the Independent.
Buy the album. It's good.
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
3 Aug 2009: Sonic Youth
3 August 2009
Sonic Youth
The Independent
628 Divisadero St (btwn Hayes & Grove) [Map
Thanks to Koshi, we were able to snag 4 of the 500 tickets that sold out within 2 minutes of going on sale. Writing a coherent review of this show can be done using two words: fucking awesome.
San Francisco's Sic Alps opened and, while they weren't horrible, they also weren't that interesting. All three band members took a turn at the drums, but even the changing instruments wasn't sufficient to keep me from wanting them to go away so Sonic Youth could come on sooner.
So yes, Sonic Youth. Fucking awesome. I will add that every single member of the band—including former Pavement bassist Mike Ibold, now a full-fledged band member—shreds. Kim's body looks amazing, Thurston still looks like a really tall teenager, and Lee Ranaldo is still doing sick spacey shit with his guitar. Most of the tracks they played were from the new album, The Eternal, but they did play "Silver Rocket" from Daydream Nation, which blew the doors off the place. They did not play "Teenage Riot" so alas, we have yet to redeem ourselves for missing it when they played Daydream Nation start to finish in Berkeley. I wish they'd played more old stuff. Stephen Malkmus made me believe it possible. Oh well.
Sonic Youth
The Independent
628 Divisadero St (btwn Hayes & Grove) [Map
Thanks to Koshi, we were able to snag 4 of the 500 tickets that sold out within 2 minutes of going on sale. Writing a coherent review of this show can be done using two words: fucking awesome.
San Francisco's Sic Alps opened and, while they weren't horrible, they also weren't that interesting. All three band members took a turn at the drums, but even the changing instruments wasn't sufficient to keep me from wanting them to go away so Sonic Youth could come on sooner.
So yes, Sonic Youth. Fucking awesome. I will add that every single member of the band—including former Pavement bassist Mike Ibold, now a full-fledged band member—shreds. Kim's body looks amazing, Thurston still looks like a really tall teenager, and Lee Ranaldo is still doing sick spacey shit with his guitar. Most of the tracks they played were from the new album, The Eternal, but they did play "Silver Rocket" from Daydream Nation, which blew the doors off the place. They did not play "Teenage Riot" so alas, we have yet to redeem ourselves for missing it when they played Daydream Nation start to finish in Berkeley. I wish they'd played more old stuff. Stephen Malkmus made me believe it possible. Oh well.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
John Vanderslice: "Romanian Names"
SF indie pop darling John Vanderslice's latest album, Romanian Names, is out today and he and the band will throw their album release party tonight at Rickshaw Stop with the Morning Benders at 7:30 ($16).
NPR is streaming the album here and I found this clip of him playing the title track in the studio for KEXP's Bay Area Broadcast.
Here's my post about it over at 7x7's Clamour blog, where I've recently started blogging about SF arts and entertainment stuff twice a week.
NPR is streaming the album here and I found this clip of him playing the title track in the studio for KEXP's Bay Area Broadcast.
Here's my post about it over at 7x7's Clamour blog, where I've recently started blogging about SF arts and entertainment stuff twice a week.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Found Online: A Tour of Daptone Records
I'm completely obsessed with Daptones Records, an indie soul label cranking out amazing new music from modern-day soul acts, most notably Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings. I was looking for some pics of the outside their studio, an old brick house in Bushwick, Brooklyn, and came across a video tour of the studio posted on Wire to the Ear.
No, it's not in San Francisco, but it is awesome.
No, it's not in San Francisco, but it is awesome.
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
25 Feb 2009: Stephen Malkmus
25 February 2009
Stephen Malkmus
Great American Music Hall
859 O'Farrell Street (btwn Polk & Larkin) [Map]
I went into this show with low expectations, not because I thought it wouldn't be good, but because I'm a huge Pavement fan and Malkmus has long moved on to his Jicks material. Going to a Malkmus show hoping to hear a set riddled with Pavement's greatest hits is a great way to set yourself up for disappointment. There has been one famous show (famous to Pavement fans, anyway) with the Jicks, in 2003, where they played all Pavement songs in chronological order of their release. It's been called "The Milwaukee Show." As far as I know, such a thing has not happened since.
Yet—and much to the chagrin of a couple of friends who arguably love Pavement even more than I do but skipped the show expecting Malkmus to try out new Jicks songs—Malkmus played a mostly Pavement set. Maybe it was Noise Pop, or maybe it was all the buzz a year ago about a potential Pavement reunion. Or maybe he just felt like taking those of us who are old enough to remember when Pavement was a band on a trip down a shady memory lane. Regardless, Malkmus gave the Pavement fans in the room something to talk about for a long time to come.
Malkmus came out with his MacBook and explained that since he was unable to find a pen backstage he had to type the setlist. I suck at writing down setlists in general, but in this case I was completely unprepared for what was happening, so I must credit Hippies Are Dead for recording a reliable setlist. Malkmus opened with "Harness Your Hopes," the B-side of Pavement's "Spit on a Stranger" EP. I thought this was a fluke. Next came "Us," a Malkmus & the Jicks track and "Blue Arrangements," a Silver Jews song. After the song ended, Malkmus muttered "That was the Silver Jews. They broke up. All we can do now is mine their catalog." Sadness.
With the exception of "Pink India," the next five songs were all Pavement: "Spit on A Stranger," "Starlings of the Slipstream," "Fin," and "Range Life," a song to which everyone in the room knew all the words. I no longer thought the first Pavement song was a fluke. He returned to the Jicks catalog for "Real Emotional Trash," back to Pavement for "Loretta's Scars," threw in a cover, then Pavement's "Lions (Linden)" and "Freeze the Saints," another Jicks song. The rest of the set went like this: "Shoot the Singer" (Pavement), "Zurich is Stained" (Pavement), "Heaven is a Truck" (Pavement), "Vanessa from Queens" (Jicks)," and "Here" (Pavement).
At some point during the middle of the set Malkmus broke a guitar string and spent four minutes replacing it with the wrong string, a mistake he blamed on nerves and the high quality of the pot the kids in the front row were smoking. He borrowed Kelley Stoltz's guitar for the next song while the stage crew restrung his, but instead of taking his back, finished the set on Stoltz's Gibson.
The encore started with two hilarious but oddly great covers. First, O'Jays' "Love Train," then "Emotional Rescue" by the Rolling Stones. Refusing several requests shouted from the audience because they'd be almost impossible to play acoustic, Malkmus decided to close with "Summer Babe."
This was admittedly the first time I've seen Malkmus live and I got really, really lucky. I can't remember the last time I was at a show where so many people shouted so many lyrics. It was a Pavement sing-along. He is the kind of performer who knows that his audience is on the verge of worship and appreciates it, but also seems to be somehow gracious about it.
Stephen Malkmus
Great American Music Hall
859 O'Farrell Street (btwn Polk & Larkin) [Map]
I went into this show with low expectations, not because I thought it wouldn't be good, but because I'm a huge Pavement fan and Malkmus has long moved on to his Jicks material. Going to a Malkmus show hoping to hear a set riddled with Pavement's greatest hits is a great way to set yourself up for disappointment. There has been one famous show (famous to Pavement fans, anyway) with the Jicks, in 2003, where they played all Pavement songs in chronological order of their release. It's been called "The Milwaukee Show." As far as I know, such a thing has not happened since.
Yet—and much to the chagrin of a couple of friends who arguably love Pavement even more than I do but skipped the show expecting Malkmus to try out new Jicks songs—Malkmus played a mostly Pavement set. Maybe it was Noise Pop, or maybe it was all the buzz a year ago about a potential Pavement reunion. Or maybe he just felt like taking those of us who are old enough to remember when Pavement was a band on a trip down a shady memory lane. Regardless, Malkmus gave the Pavement fans in the room something to talk about for a long time to come.
Malkmus came out with his MacBook and explained that since he was unable to find a pen backstage he had to type the setlist. I suck at writing down setlists in general, but in this case I was completely unprepared for what was happening, so I must credit Hippies Are Dead for recording a reliable setlist. Malkmus opened with "Harness Your Hopes," the B-side of Pavement's "Spit on a Stranger" EP. I thought this was a fluke. Next came "Us," a Malkmus & the Jicks track and "Blue Arrangements," a Silver Jews song. After the song ended, Malkmus muttered "That was the Silver Jews. They broke up. All we can do now is mine their catalog." Sadness.
With the exception of "Pink India," the next five songs were all Pavement: "Spit on A Stranger," "Starlings of the Slipstream," "Fin," and "Range Life," a song to which everyone in the room knew all the words. I no longer thought the first Pavement song was a fluke. He returned to the Jicks catalog for "Real Emotional Trash," back to Pavement for "Loretta's Scars," threw in a cover, then Pavement's "Lions (Linden)" and "Freeze the Saints," another Jicks song. The rest of the set went like this: "Shoot the Singer" (Pavement), "Zurich is Stained" (Pavement), "Heaven is a Truck" (Pavement), "Vanessa from Queens" (Jicks)," and "Here" (Pavement).
At some point during the middle of the set Malkmus broke a guitar string and spent four minutes replacing it with the wrong string, a mistake he blamed on nerves and the high quality of the pot the kids in the front row were smoking. He borrowed Kelley Stoltz's guitar for the next song while the stage crew restrung his, but instead of taking his back, finished the set on Stoltz's Gibson.
The encore started with two hilarious but oddly great covers. First, O'Jays' "Love Train," then "Emotional Rescue" by the Rolling Stones. Refusing several requests shouted from the audience because they'd be almost impossible to play acoustic, Malkmus decided to close with "Summer Babe."
This was admittedly the first time I've seen Malkmus live and I got really, really lucky. I can't remember the last time I was at a show where so many people shouted so many lyrics. It was a Pavement sing-along. He is the kind of performer who knows that his audience is on the verge of worship and appreciates it, but also seems to be somehow gracious about it.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
11 Feb 2009: Gutter Twins w/Dave Rosser
11 February 2009
Gutter Twins w/Dave Rosser
The Independent
628 Divisadero St (btwn Hayes & Grove) [Map]
Greg Dulli (Afghan Whigs, Twilight Singers) and Mark Lanegan (Screaming Trees) have been playing together as the Gutter Twins since 2003, but they've collaborated on various projects since 2000. I didn't expect it to be sold out but I should have known better. Dulli has a following of very loyal fans. While the audience was predominately guys, and there was quite a bit of bromance afoot, the few ladies sprinkled in the mix loooooove their Dulli too.
I don't know their songs well enough to track the set list, but I did recognize a couple Afghan Whigs songs, which sounded awesome. They also closed out the set with song by delta blues artist Bukka White. Some in the overwhelmingly white crowd were so inspired that they tried to clap along, not realizing that when clapping along to delta blues (or any gospel-y kind of music) you don't start the clap on the first beat of the measure.
Something happened backstage between the set and the encore which had Lanegan and Dulli cracking up on stage, but they never shared the joke. They just laughed. A lot.
Meanwhile, Lanegan really looked like he might keel over during the show at any time. He also has amazing star tattoos on his hands.
The show was great but I couldn't help but think of the Fleetwood Mac and Eagles Unplugged stuff. Sadly, rock heroes like Dulli get old too.
Gutter Twins w/Dave Rosser
The Independent
628 Divisadero St (btwn Hayes & Grove) [Map]
Greg Dulli (Afghan Whigs, Twilight Singers) and Mark Lanegan (Screaming Trees) have been playing together as the Gutter Twins since 2003, but they've collaborated on various projects since 2000. I didn't expect it to be sold out but I should have known better. Dulli has a following of very loyal fans. While the audience was predominately guys, and there was quite a bit of bromance afoot, the few ladies sprinkled in the mix loooooove their Dulli too.
I don't know their songs well enough to track the set list, but I did recognize a couple Afghan Whigs songs, which sounded awesome. They also closed out the set with song by delta blues artist Bukka White. Some in the overwhelmingly white crowd were so inspired that they tried to clap along, not realizing that when clapping along to delta blues (or any gospel-y kind of music) you don't start the clap on the first beat of the measure.
Something happened backstage between the set and the encore which had Lanegan and Dulli cracking up on stage, but they never shared the joke. They just laughed. A lot.
Meanwhile, Lanegan really looked like he might keel over during the show at any time. He also has amazing star tattoos on his hands.
The show was great but I couldn't help but think of the Fleetwood Mac and Eagles Unplugged stuff. Sadly, rock heroes like Dulli get old too.
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