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For years, the local music community has issued the same complaints: We're too isolated, there isn't a big enough music industry, people don't work together. But while the area...
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Arriving at Chez Papa Resto for dinner on a chilly night feels a little mysterious. The small plaza next to the still-deserted, stately old Mint building is eerily empty, and...
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On an unseasonably warm winter afternoon, Iso Rabins stepped out of a silver Subaru Legacy at the intersection of Walnut and Pacific streets, a tony corner of Pacific Heights...
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Just as we thought the "bromantic comedy" had overstayed its welcome, the genre reaches its high point with I Love You, Man. The subtext is finally the text — it's right...
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No one does raging unlovability quite like John Malkovich, who’s a total gas when he drops the bombast that often bogs down his more serious roles. Not that Buck Howard,...
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In 2002, celebrated chef Charlie Trotter quietly removed foie gras from his menu. Three years later, an entertainment reporter finally asked him why, given that Trotter used to...
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The photo that grabs us the most on Todd Sanchioni’s Web preview of “The Changing Face of Laos Through Its Music” is predictable. We like hot guys playing...
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San Francisco has an abundance of parks, but we all know the problem with parks: The grass. Good to sit on, but generally boring, not at all native, and irresistible to people...
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All that time spent in the Seattle punk scene greatly affected Jesse Lortz and Kimberly Morrison, otherwise known as the Dutchess and the Duke. Their voices betray the acoustic...
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John Robinson has a big ambition, and an uphill climb -- maybe. At “Changing the Face of Environmental Conservation Through Birding,” the African-American wildlife...
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The San Francisco Silent Film Festival teams up with the German language institute to bring us the importance of being Ernst. Rare Silent Films by Ernst Lubitsch lives up to...
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The setup at Sketch Tuesdays is so awesome: You go to the gallery and watch artists make art. Then you buy it, cheap. Stroll from one end of the room to the other, and when you...
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If you want to find reasons to feel terrible, it ain’t hard: Mine your personal history, try on clothes under fluorescent lights, read the newspaper. But if you’re...
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Wonder if conservatives call anyone more names — behind closed doors, that is — than they do Congresswoman Barbara Lee? Which is a terrible way to think of it, unless...
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With Nadya Suleman stealing the thunder of all multiple births shy of the magic number eight, a person can reasonably wish for a simpler time in which twins were carnival...
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We're just dreaming, but here is our dream: to see dive-bar dancers whose attention to detail matches the obsession of Bay Area vintage-music DJs. For example, at Lonely...
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Installation art is often good art: Few rules have been set for it. Not sculpture, not conceptual art, not painting or drawing, but often dismantlable into those elements,...
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Some claim that the 1986 film Labyrinth is a seminal part of their movie-going lives. We can neither confirm nor deny reports that this geeky, Jim Henson-directed puppet movie...
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David Ewing Duncan is nothing if not self-aware. He knows, for instance, that his brain is shrinking. And he knows that he is among the 25 percent of humans who can't taste...
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Friday, March 27
Nobody doesn't like Isabel Allende. Nobody literate, anyway. The cherished local novelist and memoirist will be the guest of honor for a "literary luncheon"...
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