SF -Yerba Buena Arts Center

This was one of those shows we will always remember…
even as I’ve forgotten key details of it already!
I do remember it had that electric goose-bump vibe from the beginning that good shows always have. It’s like the space is permeated by haze of warm, expectant grins. When you walk out the audience just kind of collectively sighs to you “We wanna have fun” and you go “So do we” and then you both start making fun together.

It had been a while since we’d played in SF… primarily because we fell in love with the Oakland Metro some time ago…a wonderfully unique, misfit space and a misfit band: we were a perfect fit.

But it was AMAZING to be back in SF.
And I can’t wait to get back. Met some great people
at the cd table along with some old friends.

SF has always been a hugely important
place for me ever since I rode up with my friends after
we graduated from the 10th grade and just generally
bummed around while trying to pretend it was 1968.
This was my first road trip.

After the gig, again, quiet conversation won out over screaming-
over-a-drink after-hang.

Nothing better than a rainy night in North Beach
just hanging quietly and laughing while the waiter
brings the wild, live flip-flopping sea bass to our table, water
spraying everywhere, for me to inspect.

I say “sorry brother fish”, then to my dining companion
“let’s get something green” and then we talk
about our kids while I remember being my daughter’s
age at this very same table some 30 years ago after just having come from City Lights Bookstore for the first time and being very excited about the fact that Kerouac ate here too.

/s

This is a good job.

Comments (3) to “SF -Yerba Buena Arts Center”

  1. what would be more amazing would be to return to Palo Alto…maybe Jen Bilfield of Lively Arts would line you up…

  2. ain’t no heidi place down here — I was noticing the various ways the promoters of your recent tour listed what you have as “Stew + Heidi + The Negro Problem” as something more like “Stew and The Negro Problem” which, besides the dis to the sis is also confusingly like saying “Sting and The Police.”

  3. The SF gig was special…something about being part of the hoity toity jazz festival crowd and crowing silently about knowing all along how limitless and necessary TNP is and always was to a healthy diet of art/rock/poetry and humor.

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