How much music can fit into one night? That depends on how carefully you plan. Last Saturday I sampled some opera, jazz, and disco. It could have been rap, hardcore, and bluegrass, I suppose, but I was in the mood for opera, jazz, and disco. In that order. This is a recap of a night spent checking in on San Francisco’s musical grand buffet. At 5:30pm, I bought a standing room ticket for San Francisco Opera’s “Les Troyens” (The Trojans). Composer Hector Berlioz based the work on Virgil’s epic poem, “The Aeneid,” and the undertaking was so massive it had to be split into two separate operas, each with their own curtain call.
The next James Bond film, “Spectre,” is still four months from release, but news hit this week that suggests the hunt for the next James Bond is on. British bookmaker William Hill, who offer betting opportunities on everything from horse-races/elections to the names of the royal babies, slashed the odds on the likelihood of Homeland actor Damian Lewis getting the next 007 assignment after Daniel Craig. Down from 25/1 to 2/1, (all odds current as of press time), Lewis is the odds-on favorite in a brawny pool of MI6 probables that includes Idris Elba (11/4), Tom Hardy (7/2), and Michael Fassbender (7/1).
A few of our favorite Father’s Day gift ideas for the guy who taught you how to shave, golf, grill, and tie a four-in-hand.
There’s one less giant walking the earth this morning. Ornette Coleman, who operated on the frontiers of music with his jazz magna carta, died of cardiac arrest at 85 this morning in Manhattan. Coleman created a sound all his own, and backed it up with his own philosophy of sound called “Harmolodics.” After the jump, we pair Coleman’s sartorial evolution with words from the master.
Foster & Son’s Jermyn Street workshop in London stands as a testament to classic, understated craftsmanship. As they note on their brochure, “The tools of our craft are very simple. An awl, flax thread, beautifully naturally tanned leather, a hammer, pliers, sharp knives, beeswax, punches, and marking tools.”
We don’t currently offer many art reviews at Wingtip’s Modern Gentleman’s Blog, but the occasion of the “Skating Minister” visiting the De Young Museum for the next few months has piqued our interest. This 1790s painting, allegedly by Henry Raeburn, is fully dubbed “The Reverend Robert Walker Skating on Duddingston Loch,” and usually resides at the National Gallery of Scotland in Edinburgh, so it is a rare treat to lay eyes on this dapper gent.
Big news for singles looking for anti-Valentine’s Day events and anyone who needs an excuse to polish up their Match Pewter Mint Julep cups: The Bay’s only stop on the road to the Kentucky Derby, El Camino Real Derby, will be raced at Golden Gate Fields this Saturday.
We’ll probably watch the Super Bowl on Sunday–you know, for the wings and the commercials–but seriously, after being knocked out of contention by the Sea Pigeons two years running, and watching the team flail around in a cesspool of locker room conflict culminating in the firing of Coach Harbaugh this year, we’re feeling more deflated than a New England football.
Hey, all you readers looking for something stark to rest your retinas on better get hep tonight and dig the danger that Baghdad By The Bay has on offer. Just shuffle your wingtips down to the Castro, where Noir City is launching another festival of high-octane, high-contrast flicks about doomed dudes and thrilling dames. The series starts today and runs through the 25th. Here are the screenings we’re hoping to catch:
It’s the new year, and we have some new exciting and fun things available to drink in the club. We are working on a new cocktail list, as well as a truncated version that will change monthly, but will always include variants of the Old Fashioned and the Manhattan.