Monday Night Hubba is over by about 11:45, so I expect to see all of you staggering downstairs to Death Guild afterward. That's what we call "synergy".
And with that, you can start making your New Year's Eve plans.
Also, some live shows:
Barry was cleaning up and found these old tickets. Note the date!
He says he's pretty sure that the second ticket was actually mine, because his girlfriend didn't like the band.
When I showed this photo to some folks last night, their reactions ranged from "Who?" to "I was in high school" to "I wasn't born yet." Me, I was just about to start writing the web browser that your parents used to use.
It was a really good show. Anyway, photos!
And do you have your tickets for Halloween yet? It's selling fast. You should get advance tickets unless you like standing in line.
We won some stuff in SFBG 's Best of the Bay, again, but I can't link to it, because as you may have heard, The Guardian abruptly shut down the other day, taking their web site down at the same time (always a classy move).
I kinda saw that coming, because for only the second time ever they had actually booked their awards party at DNA (you know, the club that has won "best club" in their little poll basically forever), and they cancelled it at the last minute. That's what we call "the writing on the wall."
Anyway, if you find an actual paper copy of it, you'll see that we won:
- Best Overall Party Venue: DNA Lounge
Best Overall Dance Party: Bootie SF
Best Drag Show: Trannyshack
Best Burlesque Show: Hubba Hubba Revue
So, hooray! Congratulations to everyone who makes those events awesome.
Those are the "Reader's Poll" winners, of course. Dr. Kingfish brings the snark:
The editors made sure all the "Best Place To Do A Cutesie-Sounding Thing We Completely Made-Up" and "Best Thing That Is The Name of The Thing We're Saying Is The Best At It" went to other stuff and other places. Also, the reader's poll gave "Best Late Night Eating" to Grub Steak because apparently it's 2002.
Sadly, we are only loved and adored by actual people.
Yesterday at the AIDS Emergency Fund Benefit I learned about a fetish with which I was previously unfamiliar: "piss puppy". This is where a guy in a piss-stained jock strap pretends to be a non-housebroken puppy and pees everywhere, and his partner hits him with a rolled up newspaper and yells "No!"
I learned about this because the guy tried to pee off the balcony and onto the people below.
Later that night, at Bootie, Arlo told me: "Someone re-inflated the pirate. They picked up a flat pirate off of a nightclub floor and put their mouth on it." I said, "Well it is Folsom Street Fair. It might not be the dirtiest thing they've blown this weekend." *
(Those pirates never last the night, by the way. They buy them from China in lots of a thousand.)
And shortly thereafter, as pictured, all of our toilets exploded. It was backing up everywhere, the floor was a lake, oh the humanity. I was having PTSD flashbacks to Chocolate Syrup Wrestling.
And that was only yesterday. Once more unto the breach...
It's about 45 minutes long. If you want to skip around, here are the sections:
- N. E. Bree-8: 00:01:12
- Cosmobot: 00:05:04
- Barletta: 00:10:06
- The Box: 00:13:03
- The Cocktail Engine: 00:17:17
- Bartendro: 00:20:47
- Tipsy Bot: 00:28:05
- The Tiki God: 00:31:10
- Awards & Judging: 00:33:59
The winners were:
- BARTENDRO! First place!
- COSMOBOT! Second place!
- THE TIKI GOD! Third place!
- N. E. BREE-8! Honorable mention.
Thanks for everyone who participated! It was great fun.
It's that time again! Please vote for us in Best of the Bay. Relevant categories this year include:
Best Late-Night Restaurant
Best Overall Bar
Best Bar Staff
Best Performance Space
Best Overall Party Venue
Best House/Techno Club
Best Rock Club
Best After-Hours Club
Best Overall Dance Party (Bootie)
Best Drag Show (Trannyshack)
Best Burlesque Act or Show (Hubba Hubba)
Best Literary Night (Mortified or Odd Salon)
Don't forget about the Cocktail Robotics Grand Challenge tomorrow!
We've got our lineup of judges now, so these are the people you have to impress:
- Carter Gibson is a tech-obsessed geek who works in the video game industry, heading up Community efforts for KIXEYE's mobile titles.
- Kristine Wagner is a scientist working in public health who is dedicating her life to using technology to save lives. She hopes these robots don't kill us all.
- Doug Dalton is a craft cocktail expert, and co-owner of popular local watering holes Bourbon and Branch, Rickhouse, Local Edition and Tradition.
We'll have chiptunes music from DJ J.A.E. of 8bitSF, and the whole thing will be officiated by Dr. Kingfish, our official Cup Bearer (did you know that Cup Bearer was a fairly high rank in royal courts? I did not know this.)
But most importantly, check out those amazing award statues pictured above! Gold, silver and copper. Kinda makes the flyer come to life, right? I'm really happy with how those turned out. Devon and I spent about a month making them. It was a lot more work than I expected.
And yes, the robots still work. If you win one of these, you can wind it up and watch it's little legs flail in mid-air, because the award statue for a robot contest should be mechanically active.
I have still not found a replacement for Justin.tv that isn't complete shit.
I was using Streamup.com for the last three weeks, but they have their heads so far up their asses that search parties have returned gaunt and empty-handed. It was incredibly unreliable from the start, then they made some "upgrades" that made it worse, and for the last 3 days their server has refused to let me connect at all. There seem to be other people managing to stream video through their site, though, so I don't know how that is.
They also completely fail at running a service. They ignore 100% of attempts to contact them at their official support email address or on Twitter. Once, I got a glad-handing response from a marketing guy, but after I replied with, "Yes, here are my very specific technical problems"... crickets.
Every other video streaming site I've found either wants to spam you all with interstitial video commercials all the time, or wants me to pay many thousands of dollars a year.
So today I tried using the Youtube live-streaming thing that they rolled out last year, and that works fine, except they run Content-ID on the audio streams -- which means that a mere 30 minutes into the first DJ set, their robots started freaking the fuck out, OMG COPYRIIIIIIIIGHT and shrieking and pointing like Donald Sutherland at the end of Body Snatchers. Because that company is run totally by robots, and there's apparently no mechanism to tell them, "Hey robot, STFU, I pay licensing fees for all of this music and it's totally legal for me to do this."
It's not quite the same systemic fuckery as Youtube's institutional disregard of any notions of "Fair Use", but it's closely related.
So if you know anyone who works at Streamup who will actually listen to my bug reports, or if you know anybody at Youtube who can turn Content-ID off for my page, please let me know.
In other video news, I made a bunch of Youtube playlists collecting the better live clips of things that have happened at DNA, divided up by year. Check them out on our Youtube page. Also I made a dynamically-updating playlist of Upcoming Events, which will always contain videos by the artists who are playing here in the future. I'm not sure how useful that is, since we have such a wide range of music here that there's guaranteed to be something in that playlist for everybody to hate, but, it's a thing.
We've had a few more late entries into the Cocktail Robotics Grand Challenge, happening two weeks from now! If you have a cocktail robot gathering dust in the workshop, there's still time to enter...
Yesterday we booked a show with some fresh-faced tyke named Jacob Whitesides, and the agent decided, at like 5pm, to let us know that he was announcing that tickets were going on sale at 8pm. Well, I was busy. And in keeping with my longstanding policy of, "lack of communication or poor planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part", I got around to posting the show at 10pm.
This, apparently, was A DISASTER to the foul-mouthed, all-caps-typing sprogs on the Twitters. So many people were calling that Barry's phone was useless. I was going to link to the Twitter responses, but apparently Twitter's "advanced search" field is 100% nonfunctional now -- well played, Twitter -- so instead I'll share some of the "best" here:
Anyway, once I put it up -- OMG TWO HOURS LATER OMG SO AWFUL -- it sold out in like three minutes. So that's nice. Though I can't say I'm really looking forward to having these sterling examples of today's youth in my house. Were teenagers this creepy when I was a kid? Because I kind of don't think they were. (Also I love how they think "404" means "ur website is down". I think that phone is too much 'puter for you, Zero Cool.)