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You think America is falling apart now? Wait until it actually does.
Have we reached peak tone-deafness? Probably not, but a $30,000 anti-homeless broadside from a fake advocacy organization will be hard to beat.
San Francisco police fit four songs into one three-minute spectacle, including one by Too $hort.
Word comes down from on high at SFMTA that churchgoers may now continue to park along the Dolores Street median forever and ever, amen.
Will Toledo’s project is no longer a single voice, but the efforts of a band still climbing towards their peak.
La Fleur, Toad the Wet Sprocket, and SHADES.
James Ijames' play — at Shotgun Players through Aug. 5 — doubles as an art-world satire. Gus’ oils on canvas are abstract studies of the color white. In other words, they’re essentially meaningless.
Gee, Brain, what do you want to do on the nights of Sept. 28-29? The same thing we do every night, Pinky: Try to take over the world!
This heartier, spicier cousin to pho is the overachiever of the soup family.
Party with a loose seal!