Time to dance off the turkey, people.
To what god shall we direct our gratitude for the imminent showering of world-class entertainment? That would be Apollo, son of Zeus, brother of Artemis, friend of San Francisco.
Few cities embrace Halloween like San Francisco, and we partially credit the reliable abundance of live music events during the holiday. But, let’s be honest, we’re all just a bunch of weirdos who love to dress up, get down, and tip a few. Here's just where to do that this week.
Dave Grohl will never be hip. In an age of irony, his lyrics are too earnest, his guttural howl bringing overwrought passion to hard-rocking Hallmark cards like "My Hero." So I wrote in 2005, to open my review of the fifth Foo Fighters album In Your Honor. Six years later, little has changed, and that’s a good thing.
It’s hard to imagine former bandmate Kurt Cobain would approve of Wednesday night’s six-string assault on Oakland’s Oracle Arena (left uninhabited by the Golden State Warriors amid an NBA lockout that only delays the team’s next losing season). Grohl, unlike the late Nirvana headliner, basks in the spotlight a bit too readily, with a zeal unbecoming a postmodern frontman.
Sade: sexy, soulful, smooth. This is the woman responsible for staging romantic date nights and fulfilling love fantasies. One could even say she's every man's ticket to the bedroom. And it all started with her '80s hit "Smooth Operator." She's since become the most successful solo female artist in British history.