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1:52pm

Tue May 13, 2014
Arts & Culture

3 hours of Fog City Blues: Gypsy Swing and more

The Public Radio Party continues Wednesday night with a special 3-hour Fog City Blues. North Bay quintet Beso Negro return to play songs from their latest release, Burn It Down. One of the performances from their last visit is featured on "Live From the City Blues Vol.1," which is available exclusively as a thank-you gift together with the brand-new "Live From the Fog City Blues Vol.2." We'll listen to tracks from the new compilation, and KALW General Manager Matt Martin will also stop by to play selections from his #PubRadioParty Mixtape.

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8:05am

Mon November 25, 2013

11:51am

Fri October 25, 2013
Arts & Culture

Fog City Blues Halloween Special

On the eve of All Hallows Eve, Fog City Blues gets scared with some old-school ghosts, graveyards, and ghoulish goings-on.  Fog City Blues with Devon Strolovitch ~ Wednesday, 10/30 at 9pm. 

(Followed at 10 pm by a special edition of Mark Naftalin's Blues Power Hour.)

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5:51pm

Mon September 23, 2013
Arts & Culture

A love supreme in San Francisco

On Sunday morning, while the Fillmore District is brunching or sleeping in, I’m sweating to attend something I’ve never run for in my life: church. I’m hoofing it past hair salons, fast food chains, corner markets, and thrift stores to catch the start of Mass. Just up the street from an abandoned pool hall and a windowless police station, I come across what looks like a dormant storefront window. I almost pass it, but I check the address. I’ve arrived.

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3:22pm

Thu May 30, 2013
Arts & Culture

San Francisco’s only free and democratic Conservatory of Music

Local jazz artists playing in San Francisco’s “Conservatory of Music” in Golden Gate Park

To me, Sunday mornings are sacred, but not for any religious reason. It’s when I head out for a weekly bike ride through Golden Gate Park west to Ocean Beach. But one weekend, I decide to go on a Saturday instead. I take my usual route – cruising through the aromatic eucalyptus trees along the Panhandle, hugging the curves of John F Kennedy Drive in Golden Gate Park. But when I arrive at the white Conservatory of Flowers, something’s different. On my left, a soothing, and out-of-place sound emerges from out of nowhere. It’s jazz.

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