Tonight (Wednesday, June 24) is the last We All We Got at Levende Lounge. The local open mic talent showcase -- in many respects, a sort of low-key, urbanized version of "American Idol" -- will be reappearing at the Blue Macaw beginning July 24.
The reason for the move? Levende has reportedly been sold and will reopen under a different name (Levende East in Oakland continues). In the meantime, tonight's featured guest for the "WAWG" grand finale is none other than host Selassie. Check him out on MySpace here.
Hey there, bassheads! Current TV has a pretty cool mini-documentary on dubstep in the Bay Area Local DJs tell the story: Mike Bee offers up a lil' history lesson, defining the subgenre as "a very refined evolution" of dancehall reggae, hip-hop, and house music; Sam Supa then discusses how two-step was adopted by SF DJs, who also imported grime from the UK and founded Grime City, the first monthly dubstep party (which has been going for three years now); and Child waxes poetic reminiscing on warehouse parties with "bass so loud, it was messing with your diaphragm." If you need a Hump Day pick-me-up as the morning caffeine starts to subside, look no further.
Killing My Lobster really killed it on this one: a travel video that attempts to convince Dolores Park hipsters that there's a budget vacation for them in this exotic place across the bay called Oakland. Lots of riffing on white kids in skinny jeans here, but the best part of this clip has to be the footage of ghost riding the Subaru.
p.s. Poor Dolores Park. This week it was ground zero for not one but two clips making fun of the cool elite. Below, My First Earthquake's "Cool in the Cool Way" video. Not as funny as Killing My Lobster, but just as wary of what goes down in the Mission's greenest catwalk. (Little do they know the real hip kids get down at Hippie Hill in Golden Gate Park these days. It's all about no shoes and dogs on ropes. Duh.)
From this week's Bouncer column by Katy St. Clair:
trying to entertain her folks for one too many days...Her mother was wearing a patchwork
blazer and bright red slacks with navy socks and green Crocs. Her dad
was wearing chinos pulled up to his nipples and a fanny pack. And the
questions just kept on coming: "How long has the stadium been there?"
"What is calamari? Is that like a white wine or something?" "Whatever
happened to that Ron guy you worked with who was so nice?"
Read more about Katy's adventures at MoMo's here...
