the good thing about missing coachella was that friends drove north

barr did stand-up comedy on polk street

and down the block sleater-kinney


you can't really tell because show pictures suck, but janet was keith mooning it on drums and playing the harmonica at the same time. she truly ruled it.

last night was a seated performance at the incredible palace of fine arts

catpower and the memphis rhythm band....(i wish i got a good picture when the whole band was out there, but it was no flash and everyone was feeling it and moving so much that, well anyway.) catpower in a spotlight! finally! she was amazing.


teeny hodges!!

jerry hsu!!

so at the owl tree (note the owls) the very beligerent bartender decided the place was closed at midnight. he shut the doors and was pretty gnarls to just about anyone.


say you went outside for a cigarette? then that would be you outside at the window trying to flag down your friends. it was a bummer so everyone split.

i won't say where everyone went next but i will provide this clue. Hit the directors file, then sofia coppola's drawer, and then letter B: music video reel. the first video that comes up should spell it out.

sometimes san francisco is fun