thump, thump, thump... no, not dead yet. perhaps beatin' a tad fainter than yesteryear, but still there. yes, yes, still there.
a little throwback weekend reminescent of the old days with back-to-back forays out on the town to taste the san francisco night life.
friday took us to mr. smith's down south of market to catch up with lady caitlin who was celebrating another year on this planet.
her sidekick, the illustrious subgenius, was in good form and kept everybody well liquored and well entertained.
absolutely killer to catch with the crew and toss back a few. lots of characters came out to play, and a bunch of legends from the old days showed up. simply smashing, bazel.
had to pull the rip cord arount midnight in order to keep the home team happy. and thank the patron saint of hangovers that i did. word on the street was that everyone out past midnight paid dearly the next day.
and then saturday brought a clever little bojaunt to the fillmore to catch the reggae beats of steel pulse. five star and the talented sista monica joined forces with shellzam and myself and helped us dial everything in.
yep, the crowd was on the program. great to feel the groove at a sold out show.
here are a couple of vid clips from the action:
weekends like this a bit scarce these days, but thank the grandparents for making it possible to turn back time this weekend (even as the clocks sprang forward).
a couple additional shots from the friday action:
parents acting like children...
children about to become parents...
tickled to be bojon...
uncle ben getting the 5 Star treatment...
