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Bill Walsh. Bill Walsh. Bill Walsh

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By Tim Redmond

Last night, KTVU devoted 14 minutes at the top of the hour to the death of Bill Walsh. The Mercury News did a special eight-page section on him.

Okay, the guy was brilliant. I’ve been watching him since the 1970s, when poor Greg Cook threw out his arm trying to run a Walsh offense as a Cincinatti Bengals rookie. Walsh was one of the best coaches in NFL history, built one of he best teams in NFL history, recruited and trained the best quarterback in NFL history … but come on: he was a football coach.

There was other news this week, no?

Daft Punk makes it harder, better, faster, stronger…

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By Sean Manning

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The palpable current of body heat and the nervous tension of thudding beats caused some of those packed in front of the stage to lose inhibition and go into freak-out mode, while others busted a move with their glow sticks, or simply resorted to ecstatic screaming. Berkeley’s Greek Theatre was throbbing with life – and Daft Punk hadn’t even started playing yet.

Call it a show that was nothing if not a tribute to the undeniable musical power of anticipation and release. Case in point: the adrenaline-baiting dance mix that filled the venue as a mysterious black curtain draped the stage that was being prepared for the French house legends. A gust of wind occasionally gave a glimpse of a blasting strobe light or a bit of metallic rigging. The effect worked: not only was the crowd visibly anxious, leading to general shenanigans and throwing things, but some concert-goers were actually tugging at the curtain to get a glimpse of the stage setup that took well over a half hour to set up.

When the curtain peeled away, the sheer buildup had already amped the audience to a level of intensity that most bands would be lucky to get during their encore. And that was the thing: Daft Punk’s entire set felt like an encore, going to absurd lengths to top itself. What could be cooler than hearing “Around the World”? Well, how about “Around the World” blasting out of Daft Punk’s obsidian pyramid set, with a webbed lighting rig, a jumbo big screen, and – oh yeah, throw in the vocals from “Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger,” too, while you’re at it.

And for the actual encore? Well, they lit everything else up onstage, why not light up Daft Punk themselves? Yeah, that was it. And when they turned around, Guy-Manuel de Homem Christo and Thomas Bangalter’s jackets lit up with the Daft Punk logo to the delight of an entire hillside of apeshit-happy fans. Epic.

Today’s Ammianoliner

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Ed Jew runs in San Francisco to Burlingame marathon. (On the answering machine of Sup. Tom Ammiano on Monday, July 30.) B3

Oooh, he’s toast

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By Tim Redmond

The Post Office has gotten into the Ed Jew story, and this looks very bad

Au NOW!

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Is there a Grizzly Bear rooting round my trash or an Animal Collective doing my fricking dishes? Nah, it’s just the sound of Au (pronounced, all you phonetics phans, as “ay you”), the Portland-bound solo project of Luke Wyland. Me likes their newly released self-titled disc, a gentle melange of bells, strums, and psych-folk meander.

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Au plays Thursday, Aug. 2, alongside Brooklyn’s Hi Red Center and ex-Gowns drummer Corey Fogel, and
Dannie Little Teeth at Hemlock Tavern, SF. Starts at 9 p.m. and it’s only six bucks, buckeroos.

No politics in the parks?

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By Tim Redmond

This is a fascinating tale, from Fog City Journal. It sounds like the Redevelopment Agency (officially, anyway) wants to call this all a misunderstanding, but I can see it becoming a much bigger problem if Newsom succeeds in privatizing more city parks.

Key housing vote on tuesday

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By Tim Redmond

The supervisors will vote Tuesday on whether to allow high-end condos and (another!) Walgreens in the Mission at 3400 Cesar Chavez. Leftinsf has a good summary of the issue. I live in the area, and I can tell you: the last thing we need are more condos for the rich and another damn Walgreens.

This is insanity; The site, like so many in the Eastern Neighborhoods, ought to be preserved for community-based affordable housing. There aren’t many places left to build housing of any sort, and every time you turn one of them over to the get-rich-quick speculators and developers, you lose a site for housing that would allow working people and families to stay in the city.

Sup. Tom Ammiano wants affordable housing on the site, and typically the supes defer to the district representative on these sorts of things. But this time, both Jake McGoldrick and Bevan Dufty may be leaning toward the developers.

It’s true that there isn’t, at the moment, a community alternative with the funding to move forward. But if the private developers take this site over, there never will be. It’s worth delaying the process to give affordable housing a chance.

Labor, racetracks and Indian gambling

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By Tim Redmond

The February presidential primary ballot may have not one but a series of initiatives that deal with tribal gambling, reports Calitics. A couple of tribes that want more slot machines are pushing the compacts they’ve negotiated with the guv. Labor, mostly UNITE-HERE, and Bay Meadows, which sees the casinos as a threat to horse racing money, are on the other side. Lots and lots of money could be tossed around. So the ballot could have a presidential primary, the question of legislative term limits, and a well-financed fight over Indian gambling. Anything else on the ballot may get blown away in all the wind.

This week’s vid: Kanye, Zach & Bonnie “Prince” Billy’s country grammar

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Children of the corn. Collage courtesy of Harp.

OK, we give – Kanye is still king, especially after we peered at the inspired new, YouTube-y video for his single “Can’t Tell Me Nothing,” which was posted this week on his site. Call it “Menace II Future Farmers of America”? Behold comedian Zack Galifianakis – glowering manfully on his North Carolina farm, dancing with John Deere shit and cavorting with fresh-faced milk maids in some St. Pauli’s Girl commercial gone horribly, hilariously wrong. Check musician Will Oldham, aka Bonnie “Prince” Billy, striking gangsta pose on country roads. And naturally Galifianakis’s tummy is a marvel to observe (see more of it on his recent live comedy DVD filmed at SF’s Purple Onion).

Apparently West enlisted Galifianakis after seeing him perform standup in LA, sayeth Billboard. So kudos to Kanye for letting the silly pair undercut the lyrics’ toughness with wit and a little weird, backwoods Old Joy. Expect more when West’s LP, Graduation (Def Jam) – oooh, scary! – emerges in August or September.

Mo’ MIA, Daft Punkette…and prime time musings from Berkeley

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By Robert Bergin

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A rather old photo of MIA.

Two nights ago, a dear friend and I walked around campus. Our states were altered, and we talked to things that don’t usually talk back to people. Very good listeners, those things. Needless to say it was a sissy-sentimental sort of evening, so when we walked past our campus’s beloved campanile at 11:57 p.m., what else to do but sit down and wait for the bells to bong? We’d be the first to welcome in Thursday – that was the idea. So we sat. And sat.

Yep. Sittin’ sittin’ sittin’. Nice night. Oh, yes, very nice. I wonder where Thursday is? Oh, he’ll be here. Strange, I’ve always known him to be quite punctual. Yes, me, too.

(Thursday is, of course, a man. Thurs Day. Say Thurs. A very ugly name for a woman, but it works great for a dude. He’s probably in one of those ESPN Ironman things, pulling big rigs.)

After what was assuredly more than three minutes, I checked my cell phone. 12:03 a.m.! All this time we’d been waiting at the front door, and he’d snuck through the garage. Called him a trickster at the time, but in retrospect, he was just being polite. Not waking the neighbors.

It’s a good time be young in Berkeley. A while back Jon Carroll wrote a very nice column about the summer of love. If all this feels a bit like a Carroll knock-off, well, I can’t help it. He writes very well, and if his experiences are as honest as his prose, then he lives very well, too. So, my apologies.

Anyways, a while back Carroll wrote a very nice column about the summer of love. I can’t find it online, but the gist of it was that no one really thought of it as, y’know, the Summer of Love. It was just a bunch of people sitting around in a park, welcoming each coming moment. Sort of living out Person Pitch, 40 years before that album’s time. And while Berkeley has had that blissed-out vibe for the past couple months, at least from my perspective, there’s been a tangible air of anticipation as well.

Y’know that episode of Pete and Pete where Big Pete waxes eloquent about how the Fourth of July marks the summer’s apex? For a lot of us kids, tonight’s Daft Punk concert feels like that. All the hikes, the road trips, the feet out the shotgun window, the fire escape sunsets and the People’s Park basketball games, it’s all been a prelude to tonight.

We are going to dance a lot.

And MIA’s playing at Amoeba the following day? Which one, yours or ours? Ours?? Shit. It’s good to be young in Berkeley. You should probably come over – this weekend is going to rule.

What’s that you say? A YouTube video? I got your YouTube video right here, buddy.

Will Earthlink bail on SF?

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By Tim Redmond

Earthlink, which is negotiating a contract to provide WiFi to San Francisco, may be in the process of bailing out of the deal – and whatever the mayor’s office or anyone else may say, it has little to do with the supervisors demanding more benefits.

Earthlink’s CEO announced yesterday that the company is changing its strategy on municipal wi-fi, and now wants cities to promise to buy a certain amount of service before the company puts up its system.

According to Muni Wireless magazine:

EarthLink President and CEO Rolla P. Huff today identified “a lot of inherent goodness” in the municipal wireless market but acknowledged his company’s current approach to that market is not working. To insure a return on investment, he wants “municipal government to step up and become a meaningful anchor tenant on completion of a build.”

The system Earthlink and its partner, Google, are talking about building for San Francisco will have no “anchor tenant.” The city isn’t planning to buy a certain bulk amount of wi-fi use; basic, slow service would be free to people who can get the wi-fi signal, and faster premium service would be available for a fee.

“They had discussed with us at some point the idea [of the city as an anchor tenant] and we explained that San Francisco is not at this point in a position to be interested in that service,” Sup. Aaron Peskin, who has been involved in the talks with Earthlink, told us.

So if what San Francisco has in mind isn’t what Earthlink wants to sell, is the deal dead?

Ron Vinson, the head of the city’s Dept of Telecommunication and Information Services, told that he has no reason to believe Earthlink is pulling out and “we look forward to closing a deal with them.”

But it’s looking shaky right now – and if the project goes kaput, look for Mayor Newsom to try to blame the supervisors for wanting to get the city a better deal.

Matt and Jason on “Chuck and Larry”

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Guardian film critics Matt Sussman and Jason Shamai have a few things they wanna say about the new film I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry. Let’s listen in!

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Matt Sussman’s review, as published in the Guardian: Despite passing marks from FireFLAG/EMS of the Fire Department of New York, “the nation’s oldest and largest LGBT firefighter organization,” and GLAAD assuring us that I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry is not merely an excuse to trot out tired gay stereotypes and that beneath the disarming and broad humor is a strong message of tolerance, this sophomoric comedy starring Adam Sandler and Kevin James as straight firemen who pretend to be gay to gain domestic-partner benefits isn’t so much homophobic as baldly misogynistic and thoroughly unentertaining. Sure, dismissing a Sandler comedy as sophomoric is stating the obvious, but in films such as Punch-Drunk Love, he has proved that he can set aside the flatulence and fat jokes, sit at the adult comedians’ table, and still make us laugh. So let’s add regressive (along with racist, thanks to an extrapainful Rob Schneider) to our list of modifiers. While one could argue that the film sends up regular straight dudes as much as it milks laughs from the standard chain of gay signifiers, this failed reverse La Cage aux Folles doesn’t realize the extent to which it exposes the rickety scaffolding that precariously separates straight buddy love from flaming faggotry. Or maybe that’s the anxiety the film is really trying to allay by declaiming any homophobic culpability. Whatever — I’ve already spent too much brain power thinking over a frat house skit-night sketch that somehow became a film. Someone get me a cock.

Jason Shamai responds, after the jump.

Residents use Yacht Club to complain about robberies

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By Sarah Phelan

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Sup. Michela Alioto-Pier represents the well-heeled Marina district

The story in today’s Chron–about the police officer who says the Board’s foot patrol plan prevented him from responding to robberies in the Marina–didn’t mention that Sup. Michela Alioto-Pier arranged for the meeting to be held at the St. Francis Yacht Club.

Why gas costs so much

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By Tim Redmond

Just in case anyone out there is still wondering about the basic economics of the oil industry: When you raise the price of gas, the oil companies make more money. This has been true forever, and it’s true today.

Gee, why would all these refineries be off line at the same time? Why would supplies be so tight? Is it because of those rotten environmentalists — or do high gas prices and limited supplies actually make good business sense for Chevron?

The ugly news we’ve been waiting to hear

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By Bruce B. Brugmann

Alas. Alas. As predicted by the Guardian, the Bruce blog, and most everybody in and around the Dean Singleton news operations, the bad news was flashed this morning by my reliable source in Contra Costa County in his note and Singleton story below.

This was a major story on yet more news consolidation in the Bay Area, but it only rated a three paragraph burial story on page 2 of the daily digest page of the business section of Singleton’s only Bay Area daily “competitor,” the San Francisco Chronicle.

Its lively head says, “Chain consolidates newsroom operations,” which means in effect “please don’t read this story, it is damn boring.” Its boiler plate press release coverage says without blushing: “The consolidation of the papers, all owned by MediaNews Group (B3: Singleton) will result in job cuts as part of an effort to eliminate redundant positions, beef up online coverage and save money…The company said that it hopes attribution will cover the staff reductions, but added that layoffs may be necessary…Local news reporting will continue to be supervised by editors at each of the newspapers…” Wow, now that is real enterprise business reporting!

My source wrote by email:

“The following appears today in the business pages of at least the CCTimes and Oakland Trib. Times ran it below fold on pg. 1 of business section; Trib ran on an inside business page.

“I still have the image of Singleton standing in the city room of the Times at the time of the sale, saying staff and editorial direction for the various papers would remain in place. Hah. It won’t be long before there is but one newspaper to serve the East Bay, perhaps with zoned editions that are community specific.” (B3: my source, a veteran newsman who has lived in the county for years, has yet to be wrong on any of his predictions.)

East Bay newspapers plan to consolidate news operations
Owner of Times says move will improve coverage, efficiency
By George Avalos
CONTRA COSTA TIMES
Article Launched: 07/27/2007 03:05:35 AM PDT

The company that owns the Times said it will consolidate the news operations of several East Bay newspapers as a way to improve coverage of the region and create a more efficient organization.
Starting Aug. 13, all employees of the East Bay papers affected will work under the umbrella of Bay Area News Group-East Bay, said John Armstrong, vice president of California Newspapers Partnership, which owns the publications.
“We are making this change, which integrates three entities into a single operation, to allow us to maximize our East Bay news-gathering capabilities,” said Armstrong, publisher of the Times.
The daily newspapers affected by the consolidation are the Contra Costa Times, Oakland Tribune, Tri-Valley Herald, Valley Times, San Ramon Valley Times, East County Times, West County Times, Hayward Daily Review, San Joaquin Herald, Fremont Argus and San Mateo County Times. A number of nondaily papers are also included.
The reorganization will “eliminate wasteful redundancies, streamline management and redirect staff and resources to our interactive services and other priorities, such as watchdog journalism,” Armstrong said in a memo he sent to employees of the newspapers.
Job cuts could materialize as a result of the consolidation.
“As we eliminate duplication of effort in our newsrooms, we will reduce the size of the editorial staff,” Armstrong stated. “It is our hope attrition will cover this reduction, but there is no guarantee that layoffs can be avoided.”
The combined newsrooms now have about 360 employees, said Kevin Keane, executive editor of the Times and vice president for news of the regional news group. Keane will become executive editor of Bay Area News Group-East Bay. Pete Wevurski, who had been editor of ANG Newspapers, will become managing editor of the new editorial organization, reporting to Keane.
The changes come as newspapers nationwide must wrestle with defections of advertisers and readers to the Internet.
“We need to start thinking of ourselves as information companies and not just as newspaper companies,” Keane said.
He said he believes the emerging news organization in the East Bay can deploy reporters and other news employees in a way to help the newspapers embrace a fast-changing digital world.
“We can put content online virtually 24 hours a day, seven days a week,” Keane said. “We can break news online around the clock.”
Although the restructuring of the news industry has brought about painful changes and may continue to do so, Keane suggested the changes also can bring plenty of upside.
“There are a lot of challenges in the newspaper business with advertising drifting away to the Internet,” Keane said. “There is also a lot of opportunity to do things in new ways. The challenge for us is to find a balance between our reader demands for online content with our core print business.”

Watchdog journalism? C’mon. For starters, the Singleton papers will be covering even fewer night meetings of the local city councils, planning commissions, school and community college boards, and other government agencies in the East Bay and Singletonland. And they sure as hell won’t be covering the news or selling ads in a competitive newspaper environment. Alas. Alas. B3, ever more annoyed to find that newspapers, even as monopolies, continue to do such a lousy job of covering the biggest local story on their turf (themselves)

Two Gallants tour like hellions this fall, prepare to unleash new LP

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This recently in from Two Gallants’ PR HQ:

“Childhood friends since age 5, Adam Stephens and Tyson Vogel have sustained longevity that very few people, let alone band members, can claim. Merging intelligent lyrics that often integrate historical references and human experiences beyond their own familiarity, Two Gallants captivate listeners with their unique breed of folk, punk and blues.

“The self-titled Two Gallants comes out Sept. 25 on Saddle Creek, following The Scenery of Farewell acoustic EP, which came out earlier this year. Recorded in the band’s hometown of San Francisco at the historical Hyde Street Studios, and produced by Alex Newport (Mars Volta, At the Drive In), Two Gallants builds on the foundation laid by their 2004 debut, The Throes, and their sophomore release in 2006, What the Toll Tells.”

To hear a track from Two Gallants, listen here:


And album track list?

Boxcar Saints tramp it up

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By Todd Lavoie

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Bless the Boxcar Saints. Courtesy of www.boxcarsaints.com.

If there’s anything on this earth that really breaks my jaded, irony-encrusted little heart, it’s the sight of a hobo cranking out a sad, sad waltz.

Are you with me on this one? Can’t you just see it? There he is, shirtless in his denim overalls, a greasy half-empty bottle of hooch tucked in the front pocket, clunking around in the sand with feet falling out of shoes scavenged three states back, somewhere down by the train tracks. It’s a desert nowhere, a three-horse, one-saloon town – cactus, scorpions, the whole bit – and the poor guy’s doing nothing but spinning dust dervishes all around him, clapping his hands in time to a tune only he can hear. Maybe it’s a fine little ditty his Grandpappy taught him, all those years ago, when he was just a little tadpole. Ah, but that was a long time ago.

Now he’s just a drunk, a rambler, a wobbly old crank who hops trains from town to town, staying put only long enough to do the occasional odd job and maybe buy himself a hooker who ain’t too particular. No one ever learns his name – not his real name, anyway. Rather than Bob or George or whatever, he goes by Smalltooth or Soup Can or something like that. And he keeps on waltzing under the blazing sun to the song rattling around in his head. Oh, the humanity! The drama! Do you feel the pain? Do you taste the tears?

Before you give up on our hobo – let’s call him Flea Stick Slim – maybe you should consider the music of local desert-dramatists the Boxcar Saints before ‘fessing up to the coldness of your heart. Led by the mescal-growl of Dave Hudson, this gang of scoundrels and rounders reveal landscapes studded with snakebites and bar fights and girls who mean nothing but trouble. Sure, they’ve got a Tom Waits thing going on – some of the band has even played with Waits in the past – but these guys also add Angelo Badalamenti-esque slinky jazz and a Calexico-flavored dustiness to their South-of-the-Border commotion. Wailing saxophone on tracks like “Together” (from the 2005 Grand Mal Records release Last Things) keep things nice and noir-ish. Listen closely, and you can almost see Flea Stick Slim himself, our hobo hero on the run from the law…

The Boxcar Saints – joined by the leg-kicking sassies of the Barbary Coast Shakedown’s Dancehall Revue – will tell their sordid tales from the other side of the tracks on Saturday, July 28, 9 p.m., at 12 Galaxies, 2565 Mission, SF. Twelve bucks for a good cry is a pretty good deal.

Tonight! DJ MIA in da popscene haus

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This just in, in, in: MIA will be playing DJ, spinning and freestyling, alongside Maximo Park tonight, July 26, at popscene. So if you were too slow on the uptake for the tickets to her show at Rickshaw Stop Saturday, July 28, or can’t make her Amoeba Music instore in Berkeley that same day at 2 p.m., then you gotta ‘nother chance to watch England’s Tamil Tigeress wax specific.

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It’s tonight, July 26. LA’s Monsters Are Waiting go on at 10:15 p.m., UK’s Maximo Park enters rocking at 11:15 p.m., and guest DJ MIA is expected around 12:15 a.m. Doors open at 9 p.m. at 330 Ritch St., SF. Cover is $15 if you are 21 or older and otherwise $17. Cover for the dance party with MIA is $7, starting after the last band leaves the stage.

Of course if you pass out early tonight, ‘member, MIA will be rockin’ Amoeba Music Berkeley Saturday, July 28, 2 p.m.

Extra! Extra! Chronicle runs front page story critical of PG&E!

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By Bruce B. Brugmann

Coming back from a special meeting of the Inter American Press Association (IAPA) in Santa Domingo,
I was pleasantly surprised to find a solid story on the front page of the Chronicle (Thursday, July 26th) laying out PG&E’s sorry record on blackouts.

The head was good: “The Blackout Blues.” The subhead was apt: “PG&E leaves customers in the dark more often than the other big utilities in California.” The lead was a real lead: “”Pacific Gas and Electric Co. customers encore more frequent and longer-lasting blackouts than other Californians, state data show.”
The second graph provided telling detail: “Tuesday’s power outage in San Francisco and the Peninsula was no isolated incident. In 2006, the average PG&E customer lost power for more than 4 1/2 hours, according to statistics compiled by the utility and submitted to state energy regulators.”

It was prominently displayed with a nice graphic and lots of dramatic white type on a black background.

The reporter, David Baker, with help from Marisa Lagos and Cecilia Vega, did a lot of work to get the story in shape so quickly after yet another PG&E service fiasco.

Stars: they fall down, just like us!

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By Molly Freedenberg
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…except they have better publicists. And lawyers. And whole record companies fighting to keep their embarrassing foibles out of the public eye. In the case of Beyonce, or Ms. B-Day (am I the only one amused that she named her album – phonetically, at least — after a device that cleans your ass?), who fell head-first down some stairs at her Orlando concert on Tuesday, it’s probably all of the above. It seems B’s team is asking people not to post YouTube videos of the singer’s somersault (which, by the way, she impressively ignored as she got up and continued to sing), and Sony has begun to make copyright claims on each of the videos. I’m not going to argue about what a stupid waste of resources this is, or about how this video has gotten B. more attention, and in more circles, than anything she’s done recently has gotten her. No, I’m just going to say that I wish I had a whole team of people protecting me from my public foibles. Like, say, my drunken antics at the bar last Friday.

You can see Beyonce fall down (or not) in our neighborhood on August 31.

(By the way, though many of the videos of “The Fall” have been removed, tons of others keep popping up. Just search YouTube for “Beyonce Orlando fall”).

Newsom runs terrified from Muni reform

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By Tim Redmond

Sup. Aaron Peskin has a new version of his Muni reform measure, and it includes an excellent provision to limit new parking downtown. This has Don Fisher’s allies all atwitter — and I hear Gutless Gavin is going to abandon his support for the measure, showing again that he’s nothing more than an errand boy for downtown.

New rumblings in the alternative press

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By Tim Redmond

So many interesting and odd things going on in the world of alternative media. Yesterday’s news: Creative Loafing, a small chain with four papers in Atlanta, Tampa Bay, Charlotte and Sarasota, just bought one of the granddaddies of the alternative weekly world, the Chicago Reader, along with the Reader’s Washington City Paper.

The fascinating element: Village Voice Media, the chain formerly known as New Times, has had something of a standing bid in for the Reader for years now, and that’s never gone anywhere. I know the folks in Phoenix are going a bit crazy today; that would have been a prime addition to the 17-member VVM empire, and it got away.

I don’t know why yet, but a couple of ideas occur to me – and one is that, with the losses mounting in San Francisco and Cleveland, and the prospect of big damages in the Guardian’s lawsuit, VVM simply didn’t have or couldn’t come up with the cash. And it would have been a bunch of cash, probably at least $25 million.

It’s also possible that the Reader owners just didn’t want to sell to the jerks at VVM.

Speaking of those jerks, a few interesting tidbits out of San Francisco: The web editor at the SF Weekly (part of the VVM chain) quit last week in a huff, in part, he wrote, because he didn’t like it when the bosses in Phoenix kept telling him to write nasty stuff about the Guardian.

And this is always interesting, from the anonymous crew at altweekly death watch.

The poetry of Lindsay Lohan

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What the hell is happening to young Hollywood? Nicole’s maybe heading to jail (with a Good Charlotte bun in the oven); Paris was in the clink and out of the clink and back in the clink again; Britney’s on the threshold of a full-scale meltdown (and you thought the head-shaving thing was the worst it could get); and now LiLo – the only member of this skanky club that actually has discernable talent – is back in trouble with the law, recent rehab stint be damned.

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What can we learn from Lohan’s troubles? In her hour of need, let’s turn to some of her finer song lyrics. Newly poignant meanings abound. Cries for help lurk between every rhyme. Who cares if she didn’t actually write ‘em all – she sang ‘em, man. Conjecture away!

More free, fab sounds: Amber Asylum’s Kris Force comes out old-school

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Amber Asylum honchette Kris Force gives an olde-styley performance with pal Sigrid Sheie tonight, July 25, at the Homestead. Me thinks it won’t be heaviosity incarnate – instead, Force e-mails, “We’ve been working on a collection of standards and torch songs that we would love to share with you.” She adds that Chewy of Hammers of Misfortune will be joining the duo on brushes.

It’s all happening tonight, about 9:30 p.m. And it’s, dang, free… though attention to the tip jar is appreciated.

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