Wednesday, November 12, 2003
Sometimes, there's a man. We won't say a hero, because what's a hero? But sometimes there is a man for his time and place. The Rev. Billy is such a man. Summoning the spirits of Abbie Hoffman, Moms Mabley, and any number of well-coiffed testifiers, Billy (a creation of actor and performance artist Bill Talen) is best known for his irresistible charisma during anti-consumerist campaigns in the New York City area. Aimed particularly at Starbucks, whose "earth-tone touchy-feeliness masks corporate ruthlessness," according to the reverend's Web site, these agitprop theatrics have been captured in director Dietmar Post's documentary Reverend Billy & the Church of Stop Shopping. Showing for one day only, the flick follows this highly articulate and screamingly funny character on crusades from those coffeehouses to the Disney Store and beyond. Show times are 2, 7:15, and 9:15 p.m. at the Red Vic Movie House, 1727 Haight (at Cole), S.F. Admission is $3-6.50; call 668-3994 or visit www.redvicmoviehouse.com.
Thursday, November 13, 2003
We all know about those ladies: the ones who like to sleep with men but prefer to hang out with men who aren't interested in sleeping with women. It now appears that the reverse, or the obverse, or whatever, exists as well. Having heard certain kinds of men called "hag fags," we were surprised to find that no less an authority than Other magazine has a different name for straight men who spend most of their time with lesbians: dyke tykes. If you're like us, you want to know more about it, because you think your husband might be one. In any case, writers Lauren Wheeler, Joel Schalit, and others discuss the matter at "Fag Hags and Dyke Tykes Anonymous," beginning at 7 p.m. at Valencia Street Books, 569 Valencia (at 17th Street), S.F. Admission is free; call 552-7200 or visit www.othermag.org.
Friday, November 14, 2003
The idea of Latin ska -- the merging of Jamaican beats with Latin rhythms and instrumentation -- may sound odd to the uninitiated. But ska, the dance music that emerged from Jamaica in the early '60s, has always been a hodgepodge: Trinidadian calypso, Jamaican mento folk music, American jazz and R&B, and (aha!) Latin horn instrumentals. Though U.S. bands like the Specials and Operation Ivy often de-emphasized the horn sound, that blaring, brassy timbre is the heart of the burgeoning Latin ska scene. La Peña Cultural Center, two weeks into its sublime "Hecho en Califas" Latino arts festival, pays tribute to skanking and moshing en español with "Noche de SKAtemoc" and four ska-licious canapés: Mexico's Tokadiscos, L.A.'s La Banda Skalavera, San Jose's Firme, and home-grown outfit La Plebe. Put on your porkpies and plaid for the 9 p.m. show at La Peña, 3105 Shattuck (at Prince), Berkeley. Admission is $10-12; call (510) 849-2568 or visit www.lapena.org.
Saturday, November 15, 2003
Though dancer/ choreographer Erin Mei-Ling Stuart works in the same medium as Nijinsky and Balanchine, her creations are far from the straight-laced ballets produced by the old masters. Quirky, cute, and shot through with a refreshing sense of humor, the unusual pieces Stuart has crafted for her company, EmSpace Dance, are built around such widely disparate inspirations as high school bullies, political glad-handers, and desperate people trapped in an elevator. Stuart's new joint production with choreographer Ann Berman and her Bibliodance group, "This Is Not a Peep," contains six works that playfully riff on subjects both serious and silly: e.g., the dangers of conformist behavior, friendships between women, nature documentaries, and chickens' pecking order. See this rare bird at 8 p.m. at Dance Mission Theater, 3316 24th St. (at Mission), S.F. Admission is $10-20; call 273-4633 or visit www.emspacedance.org.
Sunday, November 16, 2003
The year was (the now-trendy) 1973, and the sexual revolution was just getting under way in San Francisco. Mustaches were large and ubiquitous; mullets did not yet have a name or a reputation. It was in this heady fashion environment that the Endup was born, and there are photos on the watering hole's Web site to prove it. Right from the beginning, the bar's "Sunday T-Dance" offered a welcoming place for people flying the rainbow flag high. In celebration of the 30th anniversary of the spot many people call home, church, and sanctuary -- not to mention hella fun party house -- you'll find cake, champagne, a photo retrospective, and lots more. (And by "lots more," we mean hot half-naked guys looking for a good time.) Come dance to remember, starting at 6 a.m. at the Endup, 401 Sixth St. (at Harrison), S.F. Admission is $15; call 357-0827 or visit www.theendup.com.
Monday, November 17, 2003
On the night Supervisor Harvey Milk and Mayor George Moscone were shot to death in 1978, a group of gay men stood on the steps of City Hall (where Milk and Moscone were killed) and sang a memorial. It was the first performance of the San Francisco Gay Men's Chorus. Now known all over the world as the grandfather of the popular gay chorus movement, the group celebrates its quarter-century this year with "Closer Than Ever," a gala anniversary concert. Look for the ensemble on the steps of City Hall on Thanksgiving, too. SFGMC Alumni, a group of former members and volunteers, debuts tonight as well, starting at 8 at Davies Symphony Hall, 201 Van Ness (at Grove), S.F. Admission is $10-40; call 865-3650 or visit www.sfgmc.org.