BART Music Diary: Powell Station

This video of Adrian came from rider Jessica Ann Graham via our Facebook page (which you’ve liked, right?). Adrian was rocking out at the Powell station the other day — I like how he plays to the camera.

We’ve also featured some amazing photos of BART Musicians earlier this year, including my favorite cello quartet, also at the Powell station.

Did a musician perk up your day at a Muni/BART station? Send us some photos, stories, or even better, a video, please!

Muni in song: ‘Rendezvous on the 22’

Dancing on a Bus
Photo by Jack Lukic

The multi-talented Heather (she of our Fast Pass card holder fame) sent us this track. It’s her old band, The Old-Fashioned Way, singing about (what else?) the 22-Fillmore.

Specifically, this song, “Rendezvous on the 22,” is about how the lead singer met his girlfriend on the 22. We love stories of love at first sight aboard Muni, we do. Put to song, even better.

A tease:

“i walk block by block
walking is no longer a thought
whoa whoa whoa

if i make it there some way
a lousy no good fare i paid”

Rendezvous on the 22

Lyrics by C. Wu.

Thumbs-up, retro Muni bus

I spotted this fella while walking past the Potrero Division bus yard on Bryant and Mariposa. It reminds me of (my impression of) San Francisco in the 1970s, an era I’d choose to revisit in a heartbeat should that time-machine thing work ever out.

You know this lot. It’s got that nifty web of electrical lines running above its sleeping coaches. Heather and Ed took some Muni-themed wedding photos there, as we posted about earlier this year. And then there’s all the other stuff you haven’t told us (now’s your chance!).

So, kudos, Retro Bus. If you’ve got other transit ephemera, share it with the Muni Time Capsule.

‘Toucher’ on the N-Judah

N Judah
Photo by Aaron Cole

Prompted by Mel’s post last week about the so-called T-Third Toucher, Kate sends the following warning:

I had the displeasure of a NJudah pervert recently between Cole Valley & Duboce Park. Doesn’t sound like it’s the “T-Third Toucher,” however, as he definitely wasn’t over 6 feet.

He got on at Cole Valley (my stop), immediately tried to squirm behind me into the corner, which was unnecessary as the train wasn’t super packed. I moved away, but he inched closer and closer, finally swinging around and again pressing up against my back, followed by a full-on body thrust. I pushed him off and he turned to presumably repeat his actions on another woman, who quickly moved.

Lucky me, he turned his attention back on me. I told him to F-off, at which point he spit on me. So disgusting. He added a barrage of sexual comments as well. Other passengers hit the emergency call button and once the driver came back he ran off.

I filed a report with both Muni and SFPD. We’ll see if anything happens.

His description: white, mid-late 30’s, appx 5’8″-5’9″; brown hair; average build. Horrid brown teeth. Was wearing neon sunglasses. Also was humming/singing loudly and acting erratic aka druggie.

Ladies (and everyone, really): Be careful out there. And report the creeps who cross the line.

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