It’s 7 PM and the air on Geary Boulevard is sprinkled with a combined smell of gasoline and weed. A rather thick mist rolled in so that the 38R we were just on has become one with the cloud that lies two stop...
Starting the Nov. 9 show off, opening act Kirby strutted in, backed up by an incredible drum solo in a stunning silver sparkly outfit that shined the opening act. After what felt like forever, the star himself,...
I remember discovering Lolo Zouai, sitting in a library smack in the middle of the weekday grind, on a cloudy gray afternoon. Zouai’s “High Highs to Low Lows” quite literally woke me up from the drearin...
Picture this: an 8th grade singing performance. Me, an awkward 13-year old wearing an Aeropostale shirt, nervous and sweating in front of the crowd. I had chosen to sing “Love Song” by Sara Bareilles, which...