Trigger warnings: Talking about music, dancing, some pictures of a
scantily clad woman and some curse words. Fun things really, but
you never know.
Chatting with Hunny Bunny, Head Bitch in Charge of Mischief at the Skylark, about music, dance, and a hodgepodge of other topics.
In addition to talking about food, I wanted to use this blog as a platform to share with you some of the great things going on in the SF Bay Area. One of the great things about this area is that some really cool people are readily accessible and willing to chat.
A few days ago I had the opportunity to sit down with a cup of joe at Tierra Mia Coffee with Hunny Bunny, the Head Bitch in Charge of Mischief at the Skylark bar as well as troupe leader of Hunny Bunny and her Hot Toddies, to talk about her work in burlesque as both producer and performer, the music she listens to, her connection to the Skylark, and a wide array of other fun topics.
(As this is primarily a food blog, I’d be remiss if I did not take a moment here to say caffeine offerings at Tierra Mia were quite good. I’d go so far as to say that of the coffee shops I’ve been to in the area, it is one of the top. And the Horchata latte I treated Hunny to was apparently excellent.)
Photo Credit: Ana Salomonis
I’ve known Hunny for a while now, meeting her through a mutual friend and I count myself fortunate to count among my friends such a driven, creative, and smart woman who has been making deep inroads into the San Francisco nightlife with passion and grit. It goes without saying that she’s pretty fantastic to watch perform too.
I mean, come on.
Photo Credit: Adam Parmalee @ http://www.adamparmalee.com/
For those who want to watch the videos, check them out right here! I should apologize for the rather awkward angle, and I know I need to find some better hardware solutions to fix this. That said, these videos are Hunny Bunny approved.
For those who don’t quite have 40 minutes and prefer text, check out my notes after the jump. Continue reading →
A review of vintage take on modern music, and terrible phone quality photos
In spite of the ever increasing cost of living, I’m thankful to live and work in the SF Bay Area due to the fact that so many cool people come here to have awesome events.
One of these events that is very near the top of that list, and definitely the top of the list for, at the very least, this latter half of 2014 at least is the Scott Bradlee & Postmodern Jukebox Eviction Tour, and I was absolutely stoked to be there on hand for their San Francisco stop (@ Slim’s), ready to listen to their awesome covers of mostly modern pop music in a truly inspired vintage style. If you haven’t heard of them yet, I highly recommend you hop over to Scott’s YouTube channel and get ready to get hooked, because that channel is made of magic and amazingness.
On to the show itself. In a nutshell, it was everything I wanted in a live show:
The show was true enough to the original material that I never thought “What the heck are they doing?”
Yet enough added material that made attending in person worthwhile.
Fantastic style, great looking cuts on the handsome men and the ladies
A stylish and engaging MC to boot
Audience participation encouraged at the right times
A nice bit of storyline and great sense of immersion
Pointed recognition of the often forgotten instrumentalists (Adam Kubota on Bass, Chip Thomas on Drums for the west coast tour portion, and I could not hear the names of the sax player or trombones, if someone wants to chime in I’ll amend this)
And not in the least, a phenomenal opening act.
That opening act was Kate Davis, a brilliant bass player with a gentle, otherworldly voice. Possessed of fast, precisely placed fingers, and a keen insight of how to work a crowd by musical choice and personality, she won over the crowd in less than a song and thirty seconds, and she continued to win, harder and faster to the point that I almost didn’t want her to leave. Which she didn’t so yay! Really good job with sharing her original songs with us. I’m definitely going to be following her work in the future.
The killer finisher was her cover of Blister in the Sun. I’m not sure why it is on some other guy’s soundcloud, so if you’re reading this Kate, if you want me to take it down, I definitely will!
I will take this point to apologize for phone quality pictures not exactly close to the stage as well.
This isn’t the first time I’ve given homemade sriracha a go (it’s my second) but while I really like my first attempt, it ended up being more of more pourable and sour-tangy hot sauce than the thick pasty sriracha that people are more familiar with.
So, conveniently my dad was growing many big fat jalapeno and Fresno peppers growing in his garden that were getting red on the vine that he didn’t know how to consume, so I made it a win win and got his permission to try making some more sriracha.
Basically my first taste of Fate Core Accelerated, Tokyo Brain Pop, and a whole lot of Dungeon World
Last weekend I had the good fortune to attend Big Bad Con 2014, and it was a blast. A whole weekend of hanging out with gamers, trying out a few new things, and really getting a feel for Dungeon World, one of my favorite systems that I’ve had some reasonable success in running but felt I was missing out on.
It was especially nice to be back since I missed the 2013 con, which I hear was similarly awesome. No joke, I have not taken the 2012 badge from my trunk since I attended that year.
It is also definitely worth mentioning that not only is it fun, it’s for a good cause as a combination RPG Convention as well as a charity drive, this year collecting 485 pounds of food for the Alameda CC Food Bank.
Cellar Door, Sellwood, Portland Bottle Shop, Sock Dreams, 24th and Meatballs, and Pie Spot
Alright, making time for another installment of Geekonomic Stimulus, this time day three of my trip to Portland. Here’s day one and day two.
So after waking up from the splendid foldout couch in the basement, after tooling around a bit at Tristan’s house, I had the pleasure of joining her and her husband for a trip to get some coffee at Cellar Door.
I can say this with complete honesty, this was the best latte I had ever had in my life. I would not say I’m exactly a connoisseur of lattes, or even a frequent drinker of one, but I’ve had my share, and this one stands out on top.
It is now the latte that I have and will judge all future lattes against.
Hey folks, another post continuing my Geekonomic Stimulus tour of the Pacific Northwest.
I don’t think I could ever get tired of looking at the Willamette River. I have to say I was truly lucky to have so many sunny days on my trip there. I suppose it could get a bit gloomy most of the year but still, all that water has to make up for it.
Sunday in Portland: Cameo Café, Bunk Bar, Downtown Portland, Powell’s Books, Dixie Tavern, Branch bar
If Diane Sawyer is to be believed, supporting our country by buying American things is a great way to improve the economy. While buying “Made in America” is not always practical for the average American, I figured going on a “Geekonomic Stimulus” road trip to visit some of the cities on the West Coast might be a fun way to take a well deserved vacation and inject some money into some local economies.
Let’s not worry about the gas money being distributed in large share overseas, I was on vacation here.
The picture below sets the tone of my trip pretty accurately. Portland was a great city, and I had the pleasure of hanging out with Nathanael Cole, online friend who I have now met in the “meatspace” and also the creator of Motobushido, among other games. It was great to have such a talented and creative guy as my first tour guide to the city of Portland!
Greetings again readers, back again. Work has been pretty busy, to the point where I could actually justify a vacation to lower the stress levels and re center myself. I took myself on a road trip through the Pacific Northwest, with a large stop in Portland and a brief visit in Seattle.
I’ve obtained loads of material for reviews of the places I’ve visited and the food I’ve eaten, and it’s a bit of a daunting task. So instead I present to you a bestiary of the savage beasts I encountered in my travels northwards.
I would be remiss if I did not share the local savage, by name of Fran, who has been lulled into tameness by the provision of warm laps and chin scratches.