A Bud draft will cost you six fucking dollars at Conversations, the thoroughly unspectacular cocktail lounge tucked inside the Holiday Inn on Eighth Street between Market and Mission, not that this is an article on San Fran's hotel-bar scene or anything. I'm simply killing time and sipping suds before I call up this affable little skater dude, Eric Shea, and ask for directions to his band's rehearsal space, which is supposedly buried inside some cavernous South of Market warehouse by the name of... More >>>