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Volume 45 [2010–11]

It’s people!

Big Art Group's secret ingredient is revealed as The People descends on Z Space

No shushing

Deerhoof at SFMOMA, heavy metal at YBCA

Miami sound machine

South Florida's ANR whips beats into foot-breaking hurricanes

Ms. Mirliton

Criolla Kitchen triumphs with the little things (like starter salads)

Rogue pairings

The Pacific Brewing Laboratories guide to DIY food and local brews

Get naked

Adventures in the land of natural wine

Generation cork

Three family wineries spread California love and innovation

Booze events

Fall's it spots for knocking a few back 

Write what you know

Will Viharo lives, breathes, and bleeds pulp fiction

Central Subway: justice and jobs

The core costs for the Central Subway have not changed since 2008, when it was approved with broad support

On Guard!

Our perspective on the week's most notable San Francisco news

Editor’s notes

Crunching the numbers on Obama's job plan 

Cops go after the press

Guardian reporter has press pass confiscated by BART Police

Banking on misfortune

New debit cards for unemployment benefits funnel more fees and customers to Bank of America

A new progressive agenda

A series of community forums helped us craft a platform for the next mayor

Transportive

Time traveling at the 12th annual San Francisco Electronic Music Festival

Instant replaya

No time for comedowns! Into the nightlife with AraabMuzik, DJ Funk, Virgo Four, and a revamped Truck

Volume 45 Number 49 Flip-through Edition

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Original sin

Skip the inevitable American remake: Alain Corneau's final film offers snappy pulp fun

Earth mover

Eleanor Friedberger pulls from the personal for Last Summer

Boxing Room

A warm Hayes Valley spot that punches up the Cajun trend with lagniappe, mirilton, and po'boys

Happy accidents

Givers revel in the Louisiana heat

Ativanitude

Love brings West Indies Creole habanero sauce to the table

Keep it raw

emilysavage@sfbg.comMUSIC Does the Godfather of Punk really need an introduction? It's Iggy Pop. He's been doing this — this meaning spitting out underground ethos...