Mission Mission

Some not-so-appetizing Swedish candy, courtesy of Ashleyanne.

And we thought that German plop beer was bad.

Sure, there were dozens of highly paid touring acts on stage at Treasure Island this past weekend, but a highlight for me were local boys the Ferocious Few, who appeared at some kind of throwback carnival midway tucked back away from the main-stage action. They played at various intervals throughout both days of the fest, and drew big crowds every time.

These guys have traditionally done their best work on street corners (and in gutters), but I feel a change coming on. I think the festival organizers would do well to put them on one of the real stages next year.

Also, they’ve printed up some hot new t-shirts. Keep a lookout.

P.S. I took this picture clean through a big green tarp. Impressed?

Previously:

Ferocious in the Streets

Think they’re related to these jammers?

This is a new video for a song by Holy Fuck, whose set yesterday (I’m told) was one of the highlights of the Treasure Island Music Festival. My buddy Jake says they brought the energy like no one else. (I missed it because I stayed in bed when I saw it was raining.) Watch this thing already:

[via Maya]

This PSA Hulu keeps showing me says Asians and Pacific Islanders in San Francisco are afraid to talk about HIV or even acknowledge that it’s a thing, and are therefore more at risk than other groups! Bummer! Is this true?

Nice subliminal ad for the Dolores Park Single-Family Cathedral though.

Before breaking into a spirited rendition of Piazza, New York Catcher, Stuart inquired about our pennant-racing boys in black (and orange):

I don’t know how the game ended up today.  Oh?  It wasn’t good, eh?  Not to worry, we’re bringing it back home 1-1.  That’s how you want it to be, really.

Those Phillies don’t stand a chance.

Where will you be on Tuesday at 4:20?

What the Mission Mission commenters say

SFist weighs in as well

Previously:

Go Giants!

Dugout Prank

This joke is a few months late I think, but it’s okay because Necessary Conversation is so charming! Watch this week’s broadcast here.

Bummer! Luckily some nice girls at a hat booth at the festival gave him the handsome new one pictured here.

He says he realized one second too late that he’d left it on his seat, so he pleaded with the driver to let him back on, but the driver did not relent! Drove off with Stu’s headwear! Super bummer!

Soooooo, did anybody happen to FIND STUART MURDOCH’S HAT on a J train today?? Score!

And what do you suppose he was doing on the J anyway? Perhaps doing prep work for his upcoming gig at Dolores Park?

Photo by Clare821.

I mean, if this was Berlin, I’d be all about it, but this is not Berlin.

Anyway:

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Figuring the electro night of the TI Music Festival would be the most appropriate time ever to wear such an awesome hat, Allan was disappointed that no one commented on his Swomp Thang lid’s awesomeness the whole time we were there.  Then, while waiting in the hour-long line for the shuttle at the end of the show, he finally got an “I love your hat!” from a random fellow line-waiter.

As he was mentioning to the rest of us how nice it was that the hat had finally received its deserved accolades, a completely different person shuffled past in the contra-lateral line and exclaimed, “I love your hat!”  Cosmic occurrence or past-due acknowledgment?  I can’t decide.

Want a Womp Hat of your own?  You can find them here.

[Photo L-R:  1st Row Me, Natalie, Elisa, Allan;  2nd Row Mischievous Ne'er-do-wells]

Previously:

MM Commenters’ Stories of the Treasure Island Bands

Swomp Thang