Cesar Chavez Street dead-ends near San Francisco's eastern waterfront in a bleak industrial area of nondescript warehouses, workshops, and small office buildings. During the...
The follow-up to LaVette's potent 2005 LP I've Got My Own Hell to Raise stays true to its title, as The Scene of the Crime is the sound of a survivor's sure-footed stand. Here...
Remember how everyone went crazy in 2001 for that Avalanches record Since I Left You? Critics, listeners, and Madonna loved the lush strings, whimsical samples, and good-time...
A tinderbox, the dictionary tells us, is a box for holding tinder (gee, thanks), but also "a person or thing that is highly excitable, explosive, inflammable." Tinderbox, a...
Less a war drama than a set of dueling position papers, Robert Redford's Lions for Lambs may be the gabbiest movie ever made about American foreign policy — and it wasn't...
Synesthesia involves the blending of the senses, in which shapes have taste, sounds have form, and black letters appear in colors. The curiosity has caused quite a commotion...
As you can see by its title, The $2,904 New York City to San Francisco Motorized Vehicular Tournament takes pains to not depict itself as a Cannonball Run–style road race in...
Here's a mystery: How can a good restaurant offer a really luxurious wine tasting and dinner for a reasonable price? We don't have the answer, or we'd be running the...
A musician friend recently confessed his true dream: to be a foley artist on an old-fashioned live radio show. You know, with sheet metal to rattle for thunder, and shoes to...
What do snakes, gay history, and cartoons have in common? For a start, they're all things San Franciscans like to look at. For another, they're located within a few steps of...
In America, profanity is thought to comprise 13 percent of all adult conversation. Swearing is, in fact, so commonplace we take it for granted, quickly employing hackneyed...
This weekend's Green Festival features the usual speaker lineup of book-toting big guns — Fritjof Capra, Deepak Chopra, Paul Hawken, Gary Zukav, yawn — but wait, who's this...
Lydia Lunch's new book, Paradoxia: A Predator's Diary, concerns her travails through the no-rent city life of gloriously depraved late-'70s, early-'80s New York. It captures...
Not a lot of people can take a punch and write about it. Usually, it's one or the other. This is probably why Dashiell Hammett's hardboiled style of the 1930s has held up so...
Mississippi, 1964: A lifetime ago and a world away, hundreds of Northern civil rights volunteers — mostly young, mostly white — joined with blacks living in the heart of the...
Years ago we remember seeing odd little books from the now-defunct High Risk imprint with titles like Dear Dead Person and The Roaches Have No King. What stuck with us was not...
When Sophia Loren received a lifetime achievement award from the Rome Film Festival last month, it was the first career honor she'd ever received in her home country. It's...
The art of arranging written items one below the other is deceptively mundane. For some, it's easy and fun. For others, making a list, any list, creates an unfathomable maw...
News flash: Bambi's mother did not, in fact, die a painful, horrible death. She was made out of paint and celluloid, not flesh and blood. That's right, kids: cels, not cells....
Lies can be disconcertingly easy to swallow, especially when they take the form of seemingly innocuous stories recited by kindly-looking men on our television screens....