Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Rosemary Pepper bio 

San Francisco-based writer, dog lover and dedicated follower of fashion, music and film. Daily blogger since 2003. Published clips in Surface magazine, SF Examiner, Minneapolis.com, front-door copy for Webshots, on-camera music reviews for CNET's Download, and a culture column in the Industry Standard. Co-founded Maxi, one of the first online magazines for women in 1997. Wrote the original voice and copy for Dogster and the dog advice column "I Like it Ruff" and creator of the online photo series "Pup on a Rope."

Monday, October 31, 2005

Thanks for reading! I'm now at rosemarypepper.com.

Friday, October 28, 2005

Who is Rosemary Pepper? 

San Francisco-based writer, instigator, and columnist of "Rinse, Repeat. Popular News of the Week." Lives with husband Nick Tangborn, grand poobah of Jackpine Social Club Records and operations guy at Batter Blaster, and their miniature schnauzer Estro aka Estrogen N. Tonic.

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Thursday, October 27, 2005

Miers is so not hired 

Yes, it's great that a crap nomination to fill Sandra Day O'Connor's shoes has ended! Apparently, the combination of her lack of a paper trail -- combined with Bush's refusal to release said paper trail -- was enough to lead the Senate Judiciary Committee to see this as what it was: a crap nomination.

Wish I could gloat for about a minute, but I'm expecting a freshly hellish nomination to come next.

Oh all right, let's gloat anyway! And peruse her fake, yet entertaining blog.

And all good Californians must get to the polls for the November 8 special election to oppose Proposition 73's parental notification law, which alarmingly teeters on an even split of 45% for and 45% against.

Vote no on Proposition 73 says:
  • This law puts vulnerable teenagers -- those who may be from troubled homes and who most need our protection -- in harm’s way.
  • This law would force teens to go to court and try to navigate an overcrowded and complicated judicial system. Teens don’t need a judge, they need a counselor.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

sweet inspiration 


Check out a couple of precursors to the prizewinning O-Puli mop dog.

Inexplicable mime hat included, but the apron is a nice touch.

Take it from me, schnauzers actually don't care about cleaning. Ha!

Monday, October 24, 2005

dog costume 


Tammy and her dog Kubi placed 2nd at Sunday's Pet Pride Day in Golden Gate Park! Kubi's a Puli, the same kind of dog from the Beck Odelay record cover, but in black.

The mop brand is "O-Puli" with a copyright, riffing off O-Cedar. Hilarious.

They came in right behind the first place winner: 2 dogs dressed as spaghetti and meatballs. They won a $350 photo session with their beloved pups.

~photo by Jason Steinberg for the Examiner.

open the window and influenza 

To heck with bird flu, dog flu is where it's at. Above is Estro, flu-less for 11 years and counting.

Friday, October 21, 2005


Last night's award show was so fun, "the biggest celebration of local music all year" says Garrett, the belle of the ball. He wore a tuxedo and I immediately envisioned a red carpet all around. It was like prom -- but no parents. And Kelley Stoltz won for best Indie Rock/Noise Pop!

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Parchman Farm takes on their biggest venue tonight, the Warfield. One of the band's signatures is a single floodlight in the middle of the stage, pointing upward. This makes for the blackest stage show, with everyone a mere silhouette. This goes perfectly with the deep, snarling vocals and the gunmetal chugging of the bass and guitar. I can't wait!

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

podcabbage 

While I'm still behind on the podcast train, I'll just plug someone else's. Listen here. It's a mass dudefest but very good, courtesy of my hubcap.

Jeffrey Luck Lucas – Cascade
Crooked Fingers – Bad Man Coming
The Arcade Fire – Neighboorhood #1 (Tunnels)
George Jones – Heartaches By The Number
Guided by Voices – The Goldheart Mountain Top Queen Directory
Jim Ed Brown – Pop A Top
Nick Lowe – I’m A Mess
John Doe – There’s a Black Horse
Michael Therieau – I’ll Fly Away
Neil Diamond – Shilo
Ken Stringfellow aka Saltine – one raggedy ass live version of Your Love Won’t Be Denied
Terry Reid – (Bang Bang) My Baby Shot Me Down
Hank Williams III – I’m The Only Hell My Mama Ever Raised
Steve Turner - A Beautiful Winter

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Skull or vanity?

Monday, October 17, 2005

there are no weapons of mass destruction 

Go Barbara Boxer! This Wednesday, she's set to deliver a message to Condoleezza Rice and the Bush Administration to "demand a success strategy for Iraq" along with a supporting petition with 107,000+ signatures, including yours. She says:

"Please stand with me on this. With 1,974 brave American troops
killed and 14,362 others wounded, we can't stay silent."

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Flaming Ships 

A couple of friends are going on a "Groove Cruise" to Mexico featuring a live performance of the Flaming Lips. The impossible-to-remember name of the only known floating music festival is Xingolati (pronounced Zîng-gō-läh-ti).

The photos of the boat are amazing, meals are included, and there are on-board spa treatments. Look at this glass domed atrium. What? I'm jealous!


Wednesday, October 12, 2005

places to be 

Grab a Sharpie. Tomorrow night, October 13th is an evening with the Herms at 12 Galaxies. Also playing is our pal Mark Mallman from Minneapolis. His shows are crazy! Nick says "He's theatrical."

Also catch The SF Weekly Music Awards on October 20th where Nick is presenting with Beth Lisick. Cute!

And lastly, put Saturday November 19th on your calendar for Mudhoney also at 12 G's. I'll be spinning dance music afterwards, so please, shake 'em if you've got 'em.

Extra super lastly, 3rd Wednesday October 19th is Touch Me I'm Sick. Can you really have too much rock?

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

the devil wears pie 

Who is this glamourous woman, clad in real fur topped with a generous helping of...pie? Anna Wintour, the inspiration for the novel-cum-film The Devil Wears Prada.

PETA, you are damn clever to toss pies in protest of cruelty to animals. Fur is never necessary for fashion, and the woman to the left is wearing short sleeves. How cold is it?

Meryl Streep plays the role of Ms. Wintour in the film, and since the picture is still in production, perhaps a quickie rewrite can show her...sweet side?

Friday, October 07, 2005

"turn soft and lovely any time you have a chance" 


I heart New York. I wish I were there right now, or at dusk, to see Jenny Holzer's projections on a bunch of landmarks like the New York Library, the Rockefeller Center and others. In the '80s, she wrote "truisms" on big posters and plastered them in wheatpaste around the city. They were catchy, humorous, and pointed, like "the future is stupid" "private property created crime" and "men don't protect you anymore."

This week she's doing something cleaner than poster glue (projected light) yet far more dirty (using declassified government documents).

Besides Uncle Sam's files, she also is projecting verse from some 20 poets, throwing them up on pale buildings for the world to see, discuss, and be moved. She says,

"I show what I can with words in light and motion in a chosen place, and when I envelop the time needed, the space around, the noise, smells, the people looking at one another and everything before them, I have given what I know." - Jenny Holzer

Thursday, October 06, 2005

My pal Shane has a video project "Iodine" opening on October 13 at the lovely Catharine Clark gallery.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Sarah smile 

My friends always send me photos of them with John Doe. It's a nice surrogate, or placeholder, until I get one of my own. I will, and it won't have to be via Photoshop. It will be real. Maybe I can get a pic of him with my mini-schnauzer. Now that would rule.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

bookbags 

I can't deal with what it really means for dubya to nominate judge -- who has never been a judge -- to rubber stamp his personal agenda in a lifetime appointment to the highest court in the nation. Neither Democrats nor Republicans are pleased. There is still hope. Opposition will ensue.

Must distract oneself from some of this spirit-crushing news. How about some...fantasy shopping? Above is a purse in the shape of a book and it's hot. From Femme Sud. Their website is delicious.

Monday, October 03, 2005

icehouse 

Be a polar bear with a beverage in this London bar.

Friday, September 30, 2005

(design as religion) 

For lunch yesterday, I went to my favorite mood-altering furniture store: Limn.

It is so enormous and beautifully displayed, you truly step into another universe. Nothing but cool concrete floors and miles of modern, clean-lined furnishings -- only in solid colors. It's truly a dream. As expected, I left uplifted and inspired.

Then I checked out the website which shows this whole thing they call the Limn Almanac. Dig:

"Who designs religion? God? Priests? Artists? You?
In the first issue of LIMN ALMANAC, we're probing into the ideas behind art and design: how artists and designers have "designed" religion and how design itself has become like a religion."

Ha!

Thursday, September 29, 2005

speak about corruption 

With the confirmation of Roberts, the erosion of civil, human, and women's rights begins.

Dear Hillary, we are begging you to run in '08. Geena Davis, pave the way! Remember how angry certain right-wingers became at Murphy Brown, a *fictional television character*?

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

he's crafty 

Todd Oldham rocks. I mean, he really rocks. With Joan Jett and Susan Sarandon as celebrity guests on his new HGTV show Handmade Modern, the guy has made a cottage industry about having fun with mid-century inspired design.

I hope to avoid wrapping yarn around nails, and rope around lamps, but most projects are downright dreamy.

Watch Todd's doggie watch him bust out a Ring-Stitched lap blanket. Be still my heart!

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Got this from an email list, he called it "surprisingly relaxing" this falling George. When he gets stuck, use your cursor to let his downfall continue.

Monday, September 26, 2005

let them eat brownies 

I wore this to the Herms show on Saturday night at Du Nord. I wanted to dress a little fancy because before the show, I toasted the couple I married for their 1-year anniversary party. As per Chris's suggestion, I recited this verse by Ogden Nash:

"To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup
Whenever you're wrong, admit it
Whenever you're right, shut up."

So the Herms show was one of their best ever. There was a crazy energy to it, and a dialogue of frenzy between the crowd and the band. Hotshot music writer Garrett Kamps was so overjoyed in the front row, he yelled to me, "These guys don't sound like *anyone*!" and then shook up his beer and sprayed it all over the band mid-song, thereby christening Matt's brand new guitar.

But it provided an element of surprise, a sense that anything could happen. This is the punk ethos that indie bands should strive for, but rarely do. I do believe they're on to something.

Adding to the excitement was another friend of the band, he's French and pogo-ing two-feet high in the air, screaming,"Wooo!" during his favorite songs. His infectious enthusiasm made Garrett douse the band again, which delighted the frontpeople and enraged the drummer. Somebody mopped the dancefloor, which for some reason always cracks me up.

This frenchman was awesome. I was introduced to him a few minutes before the show and we immediately shared our hatred for George W. Bush. He said that the french would never put up with a president like him, one who steals the elections. He'd be long overthrown by now. If only!

So he told me that the cameo I was wearing was Marie Antoinette who was beheaded by her own people. It's a bit funny to wear a beheaded head, no? He told me the story about Marie's ultimate demise, that she said about her people who were destitute, standing in bread lines, "Let them eat cake!" Ultimately, they took off her head.

Though there was no cake at the concert, a bandmember's girlfriend brought delicious homemade brownies, each adorned with "The Herms" in chocolate icing. They were free with the purchase of their EP. Some CDs are still available but the brownies are history.

Friday, September 23, 2005

you just don't fit in with Martha 

Why pretend to avoid Martha Stewart's new tv show, The Apprentice? Let our guilty pleasures be known and float about the white, airy open spaces of her NYC offices.

I wanted to see Martha literally drive into the building, with the help of her car elevator. I wanted to see her bark orders at her staff, and force them to keep everything impossibly neat and well-ordered.

The place looks like a 3-D rendering of one of her magazine spreads. No lie. The "loft" in which the contestants sleep resembles an impeccable country estate. I actually covet the rectangular paint chip art that bedecks the halls. Let's face it, this woman can decorate.

Amid many a fake-hello from staffers, I wonder how come every five minutes, someone is asking Martha, "How are you?" and yet, she doesn't always reply. Could be the editing, but I doubt it.

The strangest thing was the groupie vibe. One contestant got visibly misty at the sight of the light-filled lobby. The ear-to-ear grins were so relentless, I pictured the air vents piping in laughing gas. They simply could not stop smiling.

The biggest bummer is that instead of saying the catchy, "You're fired" a la The Donald, Martha says, "You just don't fit in," which sounds cruel, pointy, and mean.

All that focus grouping and that's what they came up with? How about Traci Ullman's jovial phrase, "Go home." And if you artfully place orchids around your home, you're that much closer to Martha.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Kate, Kate, Kate 

The real shocker about Kate Moss and cocaine is that she looked good doing it.

Heroin chic stemmed from people exactly like her, and cocaine and heroin are kissing cousins. Look at this picture of her blow-snorting beau. He has the telltale undereye bags in a specific shade of brown that only heroin can deliver, like Steven Drozd of the Flaming Lips.

The poor dear. Out so many millions from expiring or soon-to-be canceled contracts from Chanel, H&M, Burberry, Rimmel... She's really going to have to rough it.

Hope Kate takes a cue from Sarah Jessica Parker and launches her own brand. I'd be into seeing a Kate Moss fragrance, coffee table book, television series, clothing line, record album...

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

we all scream for Webzine 

Independent online publishing conked me over the head. Just look at the list of sites that participated in Webzine 1999. Those were the days when online anything was getting monstrous funding. Companies couldn't hire fast enough and the future was anybody's guess.

The online magazine I co-founded, Maxi, is still in that 1999 list and now long gone. Same with Betty's site Fucker. Sniff. Where did all these people go? What became of them? Fortunately, there are more online mags that are shinier, glossier, and with spiffier technology. It moves me to see people who bother to make something completely their own and put it out there to share.

Although I have no magazine these days, I'll be DJing the kickoff party and celebrating everyone who has anything to do with Webzine 2005.

serving suggestions 

Whether or not you keep a to do list here's a few that you could do if you wanted to.

1. Email John Roberts and ask him to release key documents from 16 court cases to the Senate Judiciary Committee. They were requested 6 weeks ago by the Judiciary Senate Democrats, jeez!

2. Vote for your favorite bands for the SF Weekly Music Awards (hint: my pals are David Dondero, Bat Makumba, Parchman Farm, and Kelley Stoltz!)

3. Call governor Ahh-nold's voicemail to say yes to gay marriage. Dial 916-445-2841 and press "2" then "1" then "1" again to support "AB 849 the gender-neutral bill, which will allow same sex couples to marry." *thanks Jenn for sending!

4. Tell someone that you love them, take a walk, smell some flowers.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

two guys in suits 

After wondering what percentage of penguins are gay, I stumbled upon this adorable article called "We're here we're queer, we're penguins" by Suzy Hansen for Salon a few years ago.

Of course I saw March of the Penguins in the theatre soon after it opened. Of course I was shocked to find myself at anything rated "G" but was relieved to see that implied sex scenes were included.

These involved little more than penguins stretching their heads high, maybe hugging it out with flippers, and bowing their heads down. A toddler with the family behind us tuned in that something was up. The swelling violins and zoomed-in penguin heads bowing down led her to ask, "Why are they saaad? Why are they *so* saaaad?"

Monday, September 19, 2005


This Wednesday (and every third Wednesday for the past 2.5 years) is another opportunity to rock out and laugh with your friends. Namely, me & Elise and everyone we know. Perhaps not everyone, but definitely some people. Touch Me I'm Sick: Casanova 527 Valencia St. @16th.

I'm also slated for a bonus DJ appearance at Cafe Du Nord as part of Webzine 2005 from 9PM to 10PM this Friday 23rd.

~upskirt photo courtesy of Elise

Friday, September 16, 2005


Today is our 5-year wedding anniversary. Five years. In a row! The traditional gift is wood and the modern gift is silverware.

The actual gift will be fancy dinner when he gets back from New York.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

A chihuahua needs a kilt like a fish needs a bicycle.

But oh boy, is this cute!

Or, oh girl, rather. My sister is in Tokyo this very moment and sent me the link to this crazy store she was in called Life With Dogs.

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