This is part 2 of my profile on San Francisco’s nightclubs that feature underground electronic music. To read about my other picks, click here. Public Works — “Sound laboratory for the daring” 161 Erie St. Public Works holds a special place in my heart, as it was the site of…

If dancing is the ultimate physical expression of emotion, better have some good places to do it. Prior to moving West, my weekend routine for a night out generally followed a routine: · Check who’s playing at Smart Bar and Spybar · See if Paradigm was running an event that…

This is the final part of my trilogy reviewing the latest edition of Star Wars. For parts 1 and 2, check out my previous posts. Problem #3: Leia Lives This movie had an enormous elephant in the room to address on behalf of the entire franchise: Carrie Fisher’s passing. In…

This is part 2 of my review of Star Wars Episode 8: The Last Jedi. For part 1, check my previous post. Problem #2: Underdeveloped New Characters Star Wars: Rogue One was faced with a near-impossible task: bridging two trilogies by addressing a myriad of open-ended plot points in a…

I credit my introduction to Star Wars as one of the most pivotal, formative moments in my developing years. It was a Saturday night in October, 2003. A subtle chill was descending on the air in my suburban Illinois hometown, which meant the arrival of a delicate, satisfying crunch underfoot…

This is the second half of my most important mixes for 2017. For the first 2 selections, check out my earlier post. Randomer — Live from Dekmantel Festival 2016 — Music to Heighten Randomer is a top-notch act when it comes to original productions, and this set proves that point…

As this year comes to a close, lists counting down the “best” abound for just about anything you can imagine. Whether it’s movie releases, slam dunks or memes, if you’re looking for a summation of the year’s highlights, this is the time of year to find that. But there are…

As can be surmised from some of my previous posts, music is something I hold greatly dear — a day without my headphones is a rarity, and typically is battery-induced (or a function of forgetting my earbuds altogether). I made a habit of listening to the previous night’s BBC Essential…

“What in the hell kind of weepy-overly [sic] feminized chicken shit nonsense is this?” This sentence was the kickoff to someone’s criticism of a piece written by my coworker and published in the New York Times’ Modern Love section. Upon reading this, I was at once disappointed and curiously amused…