Gonzo Report
On a whim, I decided to check out some Jazz at Eddie V’s in Seaport Village. I’m not talking about 98.1-style Kenny G-sounding Smooth Jazz. As great a musician as Kenny G is, he’s not …
I should probably have picked up a pack of smokes for this one, because I could hear the echoes of San Diego’s punk past as it enthusiastically got the band back together for My Town …
When my brother came back from his freshman year at Berkeley, he was eager to show me a short video clip he’d taken at a concert up north. “This song isn’t out yet,” he burbled, …
“Fuck Greg, gimme that white shirt,” I tell Dr. Know’s merch person. Greg Gonzalez is like a brother to me, and I’m attending this show at The Casbah because Dr. Know is one of his …
Raucous relationsFamily vibe at Bolt’s Punk & Brews“I didn’t get to see T.S.O.L. at The Holding Company; I had to leave because one of my kids needed me,” says Emily Anne Elliot, referring to the …
My first impression outside Viejas Arena before the Paramore show on July 16: so many people, so much black clothing. But not all black. Bright accents: usually neon, frequently orange, possibly in honor of lead …
“The moon is in Taurus, a slow, steady, sensual energy, ideal for indulging in senses,” says Neekol, who frequents the Maya Moon Collective. “It is playing closely with Uranus — don’t laugh — which can …
Kevin Grossman — formerly of Rat City Riot, now with LoudMouth — shares a memory of touring with tonight’s headline act, GBH. “There’s nothing like being in a poor punk touring band, going to Paris …
A writer must take care in this, the golden age of branding. Mention any particular subject more than once, and you risk becoming That Guy, the one who writes about X. After that, should you …
“Some guy jumped from the top balcony onto the speakers and then down onto the floor. And then some other guy dove off the stage onto his face on the floor and had to go …
Back in May, a Keanu Reeves sighting at the Casbah during a punk rock show featuring locals Doc Hammer lit up social media. I know this because one of my pals posted an Instagram selfie …
Jerry Garcia died on Wednesday, August 9, 1995. At the time, I was working at a restaurant in the Imperial Bank Tower on B Street downtown. When I came to work that day, I was …
“Aw, man! I thought I might get to dance with some cats today!” Knowing that the man in the purple shirt is using olde-timey slang to describe males — as opposed to our furry feline …
My nephew arrived at my North Park shack around 6:15 on a clear Monday evening for our trip to The Loft at UC San Diego. I’ve been feeling like hammered shit due to an ailment …
On Snapdragon Stadium’s opening day, I recall hearing stories about how the sun melted a college football crowd into a dank mess. This much is true: the new stadium, although modern and affable, fails to …