Grumpy but upbeat new Oh Sees song laments how San Francisco has changed

[via SFist]

Thought shaming

Got this in my fortune cookie at Chino the other day and it’s still tripping me out.

Maybe you’ll get to ride the Pridebike

There’s just one, somewhere in the system, and I think you win prizes if you ‘gram pics of it.

[via Bay Area Bike Share on Instagram]

Bad Blood with Joshua Cobos: Muses

Every now and then, photographer Joshua Cobos shoots a roll of film just for us, picks his 13 favorites, and we publish them here and it’s called “Bad Blood.” It used to be weekly but it’s become more sporadic since Joshua’s move to Los Angeles a few months back. He still comes back to SF every chance he gets (which is great for all of us) but regardless of where he shoots his rolls, it’s always a joy to get a peek inside his process with each new edition. Here’s what Joshua has to say about this week’s spread:

Beauty and muses are difficult concepts for me sometimes. Muses by their nature are not permanent so I’m constantly coming to a crossroad where people are coming and going out of my life as they please. Beauty on the other hand can be quite subjective. I’ve known many muses that desire to work with as many artists as possible so they can see all the different reflections and interpretations of themselves. On the rare occasion, I myself have been a muse for an artist. It’s rewarding and a momentary relief from the stress of work and reality.

Thanks, Joshua! Be sure to follow him on Instagram and on Twitter. Ten more shots after the jump:

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The Dark Room is not closed, it’s just on hiatus

Dark Room boss Rhiannon fills us in:

The Dark Room has had another mishap, because when it rains, it pours, and this time it rained on a conduit box. So! We’re taking advantage of the usually underbooked July to take a short hiatus and do some repairs around the theater, make sure that everything’s all ship-shape, and while we’re at it, maybe I’ll actually get around to painting the ceiling like I’ve been threatening to do for like a year now.

In the meantime, because momentum is everything, we let The Business, Bad Movie Night, and all the rest of our recurring bookings know that we understand if they have to move to another venue. Because a 6-or-so-week hiatus can really hurt a show, but we need the time to get things back together. It would suck to lose them permanently, but at the same time, we can’t operate safely as-is.

How you, the world, can help:

  • Come see Twilight Zone: Live: A Parody Show! at The Exit Theatre, 156 Eddy at Taylor, Friday and Saturday nights at 8pm,
  • Support other local theaters who are putting on fantastic live performances and comedy,Throw money at The Dark Room’s paypal if you’d like (the donation link is at darkroomsf.com)
  • Take Dark Room volunteers out for a cocktail,
  • Enjoy your summer!

Get well soon, Dark Room!

Hot new look for summer: Bolo tie

Yeah!

[via Corntard]

Sidewalk mutant

[via The Saddest]

Strawberry and pumpkin It’s-Its now in stores!

The real Frisco treat! Let’s get to work!

[via The Bold Italic]

UPDATE: In the comments section, added intel about which stores do/don’t actually have these in stock.

Hot new look for summer: World Cup nails

[via Christine]

Google Translate is really powerful these days

I mean it’s way more powerful than Google Image Search, which completely failed at the same query:

None of these results are what me and my German pen-pal were looking for.

Also, did you know the German word for slug is basically “naked snail”?

Allan Hough

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Email: allanhough@gmail

Website: http://allanhough.bandcamp.com

Biographical Info:

"I joked that living in the Mission would be the end of me. And there were nights where it felt like the case.

One night I went out with my friend Allan to the bar that no one goes to on 16th Street, where I lost half my drink and money on the dance floor. Later we skated down 16th to Evelyn Lee, where I fell off my board and landed on my head as the 22 bus sped past behind me. A sobering moment. At the bar, I sulked and nursed my wounds until Allan put on Amy Winehouse’s 'Valerie.' We danced, he dipped me, and I felt better."

— My pal Valerie, writing about life in the Mission