#outside-lands

#outside-lands

They're calling it "the coldest summer in San Francisco in decades," which feels about right, but August always drags San Francisco out of hibernation. Outside Lands this year was, as always, a balance between long lines, interesting fashion choices, and the eternal gamble of a porta potty. But the music is always worth Karl's ice-cold mood swings, and this month is for Golden Gate Park. Festivals are funny that way; time slows down, and a great set can carry you through that $15 boba tea.

Punk rock is a fresh cup of coffee. I started the day with back-to-back female rage at Lands End: Destroy Boys, then Mannequin Pussy. Girl moshing, primal screams, and calls against oppression were everywhere this weekend, but nowhere did it hit harder than in that pit. With a stiff neck and smudged makeup, I headed to Twin Peaks for Marina.

The unanimous winner of the weekend was undercard breakout Doechii, whereas we had conflicted thoughts on the headlining talent like Beck and Tyler, The Creator.

"I have been advised that I should not perform for a further 7 days to allow it to heal," Slater wrote, adding that canceling the gigs was "incredibly frustrating."

"Wozzeck" is a harrowing opera about a soldier's degradation by societal forces including the captain, doctor, and partner, represented in Alban Berg's gripping score.

Join us on July 12th for a Micro-Litter Clean Up at Dolores Park, and stand a chance to win tickets to Outside Lands 2025! Wear headphones and love the grass for an hour to enter the raffle.