When the ancient Polynesians invented surfing, they often used a paddle to help them navigate. Fast-forward a few millennia, and Stand-Up Paddleboarding, or SUP, finds itself trendy again. Part of its increasing popularity is that standing upright allows surfers to spot waves more easily and thus catch more of them, multiplying the fun factor. Paddling back to the wave becomes less of a strain as well. The ability to cruise along on flat inland water, surveying the sights, is another advantage. Finally, its a good core workout. If youre sold on the idea, schedule an intro SUP lesson, free with board and paddle rental, and you may find yourself riding the waves like a Polynesian king.More
Did you know that when the Golden Gate Bridge gets hot, it sits low in the saddle? Course you didnt: You dont have a Bridge Thermometer, which looks like one of those scenic coin-op binoculars crossed with a first-person shooter. Peer into it (no coin needed!) and it shows the temperature of the bridge and, as a result, how low-slung or high-riding it is; if its 100 degrees out, youll find the bridge has dropped a full 12 feet. Only one BT exists, and the Outdoor Exploratorium has it. The Exploratorium folks made it themselves, of course, along with 19 other exhibits that take advantage of the immediate environment: the crazy winds, the roll of the waves, the organisms stuck to the pier pilings, the salinity of the water (which you can sample). All of them sit around Fort Mason. We particularly like the Wave Oscilloscope, which attaches a stylus to a loose piling, imprinting the sway of the waves into a container of sand, as well as the giant Wind Arrows, which confirm your assumptions that our bay winds are all schizophrenics bent on multidirectional anarchy in the low sky. Grab a map either at the Exploratorium or at Fort Mason Center, Building A, (Marina and Buchanan), S.F.More
Joseph Amster steps out of his Emperor Norton costume to serve up a different kind of history as he discusses locally born cuisine ranging from cioppino and fortune cookies to Chicken Tetrazzini, It's-It, Rice-A-Roni, and other San Francisco treats.More
You know it's going to be a good show when all the acts could be individual draws on their own. Mitski and Elvis Depressedly are coming off some excellent work lately — the former's third album Bury Me at Make Out Creek was recently re-released on Don Giovanni, matching overdriven feedback pop with a voice that cuts through the echo and screech, while Elvis Depressedly, featuring Coma Cinema's Mat Cothran collaborating with Delaney Mills, has already gotten past the pun of a name through a series of enjoyably low-key (or lo-fi, if you like) releases, including this year's New Alhambra. But show up early for Eskimeaux as well — led by Gabrielle Smith, who collaborates with Mitski and others in the collective The Epoch. The band recently released a good album, simply called O.K., and its rough, understated energy is a perfect complement to the other two acts.More
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If you only see one Giants mural in your lifetime, this is the one — a towering spectacle on the upper reaches of a PG&E substation that was painted by Mission District artists associated with Precita Eyes Muralists.
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The combination of educated coffee and homey Irish food has been drawing people to an unlikely corner of the Outer Sunset for Andytown, named after a neighborhood in Belfast, Northern Ireland where one of the owners was raised.
If you think indie-pop is only about poodle skirts, cloying asexuality, and Tinkertoy instrumentation, buy this record. Yet another compilation compliments of vaunted British label/store Rough Trade Shops (which has released collections of altcountry, post-punk, rock, etc.), this set focuses mainly on the wealth of outrageously grand singles that came out of the U.K. in the mid-'80s, essentially the era that defined the term "indie-pop." You'll swoon to the desultory noise of AR Kane and the Jesus & Mary Chain, the brazen eroticism of Beat Happening, the femme-y Ramones-y gallop of Helen Love, the lo-fi fuzz of My Bloody Valentine, the girly pop of the Darling Buds (everything the Bangles wanted to be), and the rushing guitars of the Wedding Present and Josef K. Hell; there are even a few ace modern tracks from the likes of Aberfeldy and Camera Obscura to make you feel like this isn't some nostalgic pity party. Any release with two doses of Amelia Fletcher (Heavenly, Talulah Gosh) can't go wrong.
The San Francisco Trans March celebrated its 12th year, along with the Supreme Court's decision on same-sex marriage, which was voted in favor of gay marriages across the nation, on Friday, June 26, 2015. Photographs by Michael Ares.