In case you haven't seen the Guardian's cover story this week about the SFPD harassing clubs, it's here:
It's a good article overall; though I don't have much sympathy for the excuse of, ``but I had no idea I needed a permit!'' If you're running a business, it's your job to know those things. It's one thing to challenge the necessity of the permits, or to willfully ignore them as civil disobedience, but ``I didn't know'' is just irresponsible.
"We've let the police run roughshod over entertainment for the past 20 to 30 years," says Mark Renne, a local attorney for the entertainment industry. "And now we wonder why there's nothing going on in San Francisco?"
As subtle support of this thesis, note how the article casually seems to assume that ``live music'' means ``djs playing other peoples' records.''
Speaking of which (plug plug), don't forget our live show tomorrow, Monday October 28: My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult, with Cherrie Blue and Voodou. Then on Thursday we have our Halloween party, with a live performance by Rosin Coven.