In San Francisco, the coming of summer also means a series of FREE concerts in Stern Grove (19th Ave and Sloat). It also means a tamer version of "Power to the People" (as Zowie will recall) but its definitely no less fun. Dreads, booze, pot, and dancing were all part of the mix as a whole sea of people moved to the hypnotic afrobeats of Seun Kuti. Note: I am wearing my Fela Kuti shirt!!
Fela Kuti's son and Protege: Seun Kuti (in yellow)Man, could Seun Kuti move his butt. I wish I could move my butt like that. I met an interesting (in the 5 minutes I talked to him) guy named Genesis King gave me his e-mail address.
After the concert, Anita and I hopped on the inbound M line and got off at Church where we walked to the Mission and met up with Pavan and his friend Carlos. Pavan used to go to highschool with us and it was great to see him again, though really he hasn't changed at all. After some tacos at Pancho Villa (Al Pastor and Carnitas!), we decided to go drink.
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