It's been almost 15 years since the heady smell of barbecue permeated San Francisco’s Fillmore District, and reviving the delicious tradition was no easy task. It took an entire neighborhood.
Ah, Anglophilia -- it can be so fulfilling when it comes to UK music-makers like Doves, the Kills and the Horrors, all passing through doors of the fair Fillmore in the next few.
SF first sighted Doves when the group touched down at Bimbo’s 365 Club around the release of the Mercury Prize-nominated, transportive and achingly emotive Lost Souls (Astralwerks/Heavenly, 2000). (Factoid that will make you rub your peepers and wonder where the years went: the Strokes opened for the boys from Manchester at that show.)
Instead of the unattended-to mail, errant articles of clothing and various electronic gadgetry one might expect to find strewn across the desk of the average 21-year-old SoMa resident, there’s a band saw and what remains of a pheasant carcass perched on the one belonging to Mariele Williams, whose leather, antler and feather jewelry made us stop and stare (in a good way) during a recent visit to The Perish Trust.