Jul 24, 2024 | memoir, music
Grove Street was quiet in San Francisco’s Western Addition. The booming bass and smooth rhymes of Snoop Dogg coming from the projects half a block from my house had quieted a few hours before. The fog was nearly burned off as I walked up the hill toward Alamo Square...
Jun 6, 2024 | memoir, music
San Francisco was a gorgeous and gritty city in 1998, but it was changing. Teetering on the edge between punk rock and gentrification. Between the first dot-com explosion and the vestiges of cyberpunk. The floodgates had opened to people with money on their minds, but...
Apr 11, 2023 | memoir, music
Who were the Night Watchmen? Some of you reading will know but most of you won’t. This story is about the band I formed in San Francisco in 2001, and the dark, vaudeville, jazz, blues, and punk-infused music we made together. Our costumes, backstage chaos, circus...
May 27, 2022 | surfing suping and diving, travel
I got out of my old Toyota truck, stood on the ridge, and looked out at the Pacific Ocean. Walls of water were rolling in big and breaking with massive sprays of whitewash being blown by the January wind. Each gust tore across the ocean’s surface, rushing against me...
