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Street saints

Posted by G.A. Matiasz on November 30, 2013

It was an evangelical church. Or maybe a Baptist church. This whitewashed building has been vacant for years on Market Street, just up from the corner of Church Street. If memory serves me, when it was a still functioning church, it displayed messages simultaneously offering to pray for those “lost souls” who were gay and welcoming all to attend without regard to the state of their souls’ salvation.

Today, the building is looking for a buyer. And someone has added a bit of street iconography to the outside that may or may not be up for long. Saint Billie Holiday and Saint Sarah Vaughan. All they need are flowers, incense and candles. San Francisco already has a Saint John Coltrane African Orthodox Church. The hagiography is in the streets.

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Fillmore Jazz Festival

Posted by G.A. Matiasz on June 30, 2007


We walked around the Fillmore Jazz Festival for several hours today. It’s still a lively, two day, twelve-block long party with at least three large, live stages, a half dozen corner venues like Marcus Books, lots of artist/merchant booths, plenty of unhealthy food, and beer and wine aflowing. The stores, restaurants, and bars along the street are brimming with customers, there’s a staggering amount of unsanctioned booze around in brown paper bags, and the friendly crowd is something rare for San Francisco — racially mixed.

I wonder what hoops the Festival organizers are jumping through to keep this tradition alive?


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