SUPER EGO/ FALL ARTS This feisty discombobulation of a nightlife column turns 10 in October (old!) — to celebrate, here's a wee selection of premium upcoming blackouts and future glitter emergencies. Never look back, never look down!
Fierce transgender MC is the mother of the New Orleans sissy bounce movement: She'll make your jeans quake.
SUPER EGO "I'm starting my own line of lipstick called Freak Flag, the proceeds of which will go towards funding sex change operations," 24-year-old tech house sensation Nick Monaco told me over the phone, as he drove to his studio in San Rafael. "I started wearing lipstick onstage and to afterparties as a kind of shtick, but I began to notice all the hypermasculinity that's present on certain house scenes, the quasi-homophobia. Which is so weird, since house music was nurtured by the LGBT community. So this is my way of being a better ally."Read more »
SUPER EGO Tired of dead kids in your news feed? Totally over arguing about who has the right to bomb whom? Sick of Ebola outbreaks, aching over the latest insurgency, exhausted from endless eco-snafus?
Ready to throw your hand up over this whole stupid humanity thing in general?Read more »
SUPER EGO Hitch up your skirt and strap on your skates: It's another crazy weekend full of too much to do. The bonkers three-day-long Sunset Campout riverside rave and Sunday's gay fetish pig roast Up Your Alley Fair are only the start. (I'm totally stealing my Seattle buddy DJ Nark's "inflatable yellow rubber ducky inner tube attached to leather harness suspenders" outfit idea so I can hit both, with a pair of winged Saucony Progrid running shoes — and nothing else — in honor of this weekend's SF Marathon.)Read more »
SUPER EGO I've been kind of taking a healthgoth/normcore approach to life lately — banging my sequined coffin shut at 10pm or so, then springing out, my mirrorball Reboks shooting fire, for an early morning jog and beet shake (extra pollen). Does this mean I'm ready to be a dad? I'm even hanging out most nights at the gay sports bar, hiking volcanic parks on weekends, and refusing cocktail straws with my drinks, to save the Earth.Read more »
SUPER EGO Some of us fabulous fairies caught flailing in the ratty-tutu-and-trucker-cap tornado of Pink Saturday, during this year's Pride celebrations, were like, "Toto, I've a feeling we're not in Castro, anymore."Read more »
SUPER EGO Vampires beware, or at least grab a pair of killer shades. A recent, very late walk of shame (both heels broken but my rep intact) revealed that afternoon outdoor parties are currently raging full-tilt. So invite me to your dang retro-fidget-yacht-goth-IDM BBQ already! I promise not to spill anything. Everybody looks great in hot sauce, anyway.Read more »