Gogol Bordello at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass, Golden Gate Park, 10.05.2008
Haha, I know -- WTF?! If you try really hard and cross your eyes, you can see just a bit of the Star Stage where they were performing. This year was unlike any other year I've been to Hardly Strictly Bluegrass. It was CRAZY packed everywhere, in every nook and cranny in Speedway, Lindley, and Marx Meadows in Golden Gate Park.
Gogol Bordello sounded great (and probably looked it too), but we decided they sounded even better when we weren't being touched on all sides by dirt twirlers. So you can imagine that once we moved out of serious ganja range, the music, conversation, and people-watching was fun, rather than of the constantly-on-guard-for-stink-and-filth-getting-on-our-persons variety.
Trevor and I left our house with what we thought would give us an hour extra to account for parking, and we still showed up right when Gogol Bordello began. After circling a full 15 block radius that ate up that hour, we ended up parking about a mile away in the chichi Sea Cliff neighborhood, with a trajectory straight through one of my favorite neighborhoods for eats!
This time around we were craving sushi, so we settled on Shimo on Clement. Great sushi -- really fresh fish -- and plentiful helpings of daikon ribbons (I am my mother's daughter -- I can eat a bowlful of the stuff!) but they suffered from overcooked udon, and gyoza that was nothing to write home about. Still a pleasant atmosphere and a really friendly staff and owner. Made up for all the hassle of getting to Gogol Bordello!
That, and our walk back. Golden Gate, Bay, beautiful homes -- not a bad view for a stroll back to car.
Haha, I know -- WTF?! If you try really hard and cross your eyes, you can see just a bit of the Star Stage where they were performing. This year was unlike any other year I've been to Hardly Strictly Bluegrass. It was CRAZY packed everywhere, in every nook and cranny in Speedway, Lindley, and Marx Meadows in Golden Gate Park.
Gogol Bordello sounded great (and probably looked it too), but we decided they sounded even better when we weren't being touched on all sides by dirt twirlers. So you can imagine that once we moved out of serious ganja range, the music, conversation, and people-watching was fun, rather than of the constantly-on-guard-for-stink-and-filth-getting-on-our-persons variety.
Trevor and I left our house with what we thought would give us an hour extra to account for parking, and we still showed up right when Gogol Bordello began. After circling a full 15 block radius that ate up that hour, we ended up parking about a mile away in the chichi Sea Cliff neighborhood, with a trajectory straight through one of my favorite neighborhoods for eats!
This time around we were craving sushi, so we settled on Shimo on Clement. Great sushi -- really fresh fish -- and plentiful helpings of daikon ribbons (I am my mother's daughter -- I can eat a bowlful of the stuff!) but they suffered from overcooked udon, and gyoza that was nothing to write home about. Still a pleasant atmosphere and a really friendly staff and owner. Made up for all the hassle of getting to Gogol Bordello!
That, and our walk back. Golden Gate, Bay, beautiful homes -- not a bad view for a stroll back to car.
Labels: dirt twirlers, Hardly Strictly Bluegrass, music
posted by Ammie at 10:52 PM
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Looks nice. Ireland is, however, comparably Arctic these days.
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