As the winners of Live 105's Local Band competition, Maldroid will be opening for Modest Mouse, Jimmy Eat World, Angels & Airwaves, Spoon, and Paramore tomorrow night at the "Not So Silent Night" bash at the Bill Graham Civic Auditorium. Maldroid's sound is a mix between The Beatles and The Hives. They first became popular when their video, "He Said, She Said," won "The Youtube Underground" competition - Youtube's first ever music video competition. They...
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Walking on stage dressed in school boy suits, that would suggest that these five band members are in Harry Potter's entourage, we suddenly knew we were in for something special. The colors of their suits, black and white, did not match with their in-your-face, loud, rock-star sound. Chris Dangerous (Christian Grahn), the drummer, took the stage first. With his face, but mostly his eyes (Tyra Banks would be proud), Dangerous would look at different spots...
We came across this not so recent (but still scorching hot) photo of Mayor Gavin Newsom here. It looks like it might have been snapped back in the day when he was hitting the Shiraz too hard. Is it real? Is it photoshopped? Do we care? It's stunning. We want to frame it and blow it baby kisses every night before bed. And just in case any of you Newsom haters out there think that...
This Friday will be Critical Mass and everybody is curious to see what happens, not the least of which is the Mayor who supposedly has a lot riding on it (see, riding, get it? Get it? We made a pun!). We are told that if things go wrong, it could reflect poorly on the Mayor as it will show that he is unable to control simple things like several hundred anarchist bikers out loose on the streets. Hey, wouldn't that discussion only encourage bikers? You know, like a biker would start thinking "hey, if I scare some poor, unsuspecting family from Walnut Creek, Gavin's approval rating could go down to 60%."
A thoughtful reader sent us this link from racist Asianweek columnist Kenneth Eng's interview on Fox News with John Gibson. Can we just pass along the following quotes?
We would never have picked up the February 07 issue of GQ (even though adorable lodge-burning survivor Jake Gyllenhaal's on the cover) -- if a friend hadn't tipped us off that our favorite current mayor of San Francisco is interviewed in it!!!
The SF Opera advertises this new season as the first of a new era: an era of glamour and sophistication and respect for the traditions of the lyrical arts. Rigoletto, which opened last Saturday night, is thus a wink to the previous era; a proof that, while marketing material might promote swift shifts and clean breaks between eras, the actual production of the shows carries a lag, and transitions go through shades of grey. This Rigoletto production is more glamorous than, say, a Planet of the Apes version (and you must click on the link and check out the pictures of Gilda coming out of her space capsule, honest to goodness, just to witness what we have avoided), but the surrealist set inspired by Chirico are not exactly flamboyant: they are rather dry and minimalist, and have been seen on this stage a few times before, last in 2001.
We headed to Cafe Du Nord last Friday to catch the sold-out early show by Emily Haines and The Soft Skeleton. By the 9pm showtime, the band was still soundchecking behind closed curtains and didn't start playing to the crowd until an hour later, but it was worth the wait. Haines crouched behind the keys, bird-skinny and soft-voiced, embodying the delicate yin to her animated Metric persona's yang. Eerie old black and white film clips played in the background while she drenched the crowd with slow, forlorn song movements. This introverted version of Haines was just as intense as you'd expect her to be. Between songs she debated whether or not she should talk to the audience more, and when a woman in the crowd encouraged her to, Haines thought and then replied, "I don't feel like it." Then she let the songs speak for her.
Hey, the Asian Art Museum's Three Gorges Project, that we mentioned to you last week is having a reception for the artist, Liu Xiaodong, tomorrow night from 6-8 p.m. The event is free with museum admission, which is only $5 after 5 p.m. Art is fun, but there's really no party like an art party, is there?
We're bored silly just looking at most of the new releases this weekend, which have striken us with a malaise so severe we can't even summon the energy to make fun of Mick LaSalle. There's only one cure for the illness we're suffering from: the magical healing power of Madonna.
We don't mean to alarm you, San Francisco, but it may be time to start looking for a new logo for the SF Independent Film Fesival. Our old familiar sunburst-style friend was last seen dangling precariously from an unidentified architectural gimmick, threatening to jump (as illustrated to the left, in what might charitably be described as an "artist's" rendition).
SFist tells you what to go see in the theaters this weekend. Trust us.
The dean of Macintosh design, Jef Raskin, succumbed to pancreatic cancer on Saturday in his home of Pacifica. A true visionary, he helped bring computing to the masses by thinking of new and better ways of bridging the gap between the machine and the user. His latest project, 'Archy,' is due to be released shortly. SFist mourns his passing.
See Arnold Run, the biopic of our Governator (we never get tired of it) that debuted tonight on A&E is like a high school production of A&E's standard-bearer Biography series put on by the wrestling team.
