If you want to have a successful excursion in this town, you need a plan—and it better be a good one. Since it's not always easy to strike that perfect balance between "pre-game" drink, food and a show, we bring you the Date Night series — a block-by-block guide to weekend itineraries that only require one parking space. For this weekend's crawl, we'll tell you where to go after a show at The Regency Ballroom on the Tenderloin's Van Ness border.
Heavy Hawaii plays summer music, so if you've been as bummed out as us by the weather lately - especially in the early mornings– put on this San Diego band's record and you'll instantly feel like you're laying on a beach (in Hawaii, duh) with an ice cold piña colada in your hand. Borrowing the psychedelic slip and slide of the Beach Boys and maybe a little bit of the Beatles, Heavy Hawaii sounds like it's playing at you from underwater, amping up their tropical vibes with wave sound effects, theremins and plenty of breezy, early 60s "ooohs" and "aaahs".
Imagine a balmy San Francisco day spent hitting the waves on the outskirts of town at Ocean Beach, amidst the fog. The Mantles play music that's the soundtrack to our city, a metropolis on the edge of the Pacific: raucous, sunny surf pop tinged with a quest for meaning like a malaise lurking underneath all the fun.
One of the bands many of us here at 7x7 agree on is San Francisco's very own Fresh N Onlys. If you've seen them, you know that they're multifarious, loud and psychedelic. And if you haven't, definitely check out their multitude of albums and EPs (these guys churn them out like they're nothing) - each one is a journey of the band's collective music-obsessed mind. And speak of the devil, they've got a new one hot off the presses - Play It Strange (In the Red) will be out October 12th.
A fresh, fragile out-folk take on the poetry of Edna St. Vincent-Millay? That’s something I didn’t even know I was missing. Yet Brighton, England, musician Caroline Weeks has made the Pulitzer Prize-winning American wordsmith’s verse the stuff of longing and beauty on her spring release and solo debut, Songs for Edna (Manimal).
Do you remember rock ‘n’ roll radio? The danger and derring-do of so-called “jungle music”? The wop-bop shoo-bop shoo-bop? Two local bands - Personal and the Pizzas and Shannon and the Clams - tap a good-natured, jokey vein of garage rock that summons those sentiments. Now might be the time to catch them as they play around town – if you’re there, get up in their hair, buy ‘em a brew or even a seafood pie.