Amnesia is a cozy, red-lit room in the heart of San Francisco’s Mission District, but that’s the simple description. We like to think of Amnesia as a vessel. A working ship, maybe. Not the prettiest boat in the harbor, but she’s got stories. She’s sees more action in a week than others will see in a lifetime. Her hold is filled with experiences and, despite her name, her memory is strong. She remembers every undulation on the dance floor, every scream, every solo, every laugh and tear, and every shout for encores.
What happens in here?
This is the little neighborhood bar that could. We host great entertainment every night of the week, from acoustic-folk to electro-disco. We have no boundaries where music is concerned, as long as we think it will help to create the most positive experience possible.Although every night has something amazing, shocking, or inspiring going on, we do host a few nights that have stood the test of time and become staples in this fair city:
Monday night is our Bluegrass night, where you can kick up yer boots and get rowdy to some hillbilly sounds from local and nationally touring bands. We have been a hub for Bay Area bluegrass bands for 8 years running and have been lucky enough to have bluegrass greats such as The Dillards, Del McCoury, Butch Waller, and David Grisman pass through our doors. (okay, so Del didn’t actually play, but he did have a good time).
Wednesdays is our jazz night. Starting off with Gaucho, the de facto hot club of Amnesia, you will be transported to a 1930s parisian cafe minus the accents and cigarette smoke. Bodies will be twirling, feet will be tapping, drinks will be had, you will probably smile. After Gaucho steps off the stage, the jazzers take over with a late-night straight-ahead jam session hosted by Michael Abraham. Bring an instrument if you can hang, or just sit there and be amazed and moved by sounds coming off the stage.
Who comes here?
We open our doors to everyone, but here are some helpful tips: Don’t show up wasted and slobbering, don’t come expecting to “hook-up” (although it might happen), expect to be very close to strangers. Really, our philosophy goes like this: You’re poor, you’re rich, gay, straight, old, young, we don’t care, but however you come, come with the right attitude. Like the sign on our wall says: “BE NICE OR LEAVE- THIS IS A GROWN FOLKS ESTABLISHMENT”
What is this place?
Amnesia is a cozy, red-lit room in the heart of San Francisco’s Mission District, but that’s the simple description. We like to think of Amnesia as a vessel. A working ship, maybe. Not the prettiest boat in the harbor, but she’s got stories. She’s sees more action in a week than others will see in a lifetime. Her hold is filled with experiences and, despite her name, her memory is strong. She remembers every undulation on the dance floor, every scream, every solo, every laugh and tear, and every shout for encores.
What happens in here?
This is the little neighborhood bar that could. We host great entertainment every night of the week, from acoustic-folk to electro-disco. We have no boundaries where music is concerned, as long as we think it will help to create the most positive experience possible.Although every night has something amazing, shocking, or inspiring going on, we do host a few nights that have stood the test of time and become staples in this fair city:
Monday night is our Bluegrass night, where you can kick up yer boots and get rowdy to some hillbilly sounds from local and nationally touring bands. We have been a hub for Bay Area bluegrass bands for 8 years running and have been lucky enough to have bluegrass greats such as The Dillards, Del McCoury, Butch Waller, and David Grisman pass through our doors. (okay, so Del didn’t actually play, but he did have a good time).
Wednesdays is our jazz night. Starting off with Gaucho, the de facto hot club of Amnesia, you will be transported to a 1930s parisian cafe minus the accents and cigarette smoke. Bodies will be twirling, feet will be tapping, drinks will be had, you will probably smile. After Gaucho steps off the stage, the jazzers take over with a late-night straight-ahead jam session hosted by Michael Abraham. Bring an instrument if you can hang, or just sit there and be amazed and moved by sounds coming off the stage.
Who comes here?
We open our doors to everyone, but here are some helpful tips: Don’t show up wasted and slobbering, don’t come expecting to “hook-up” (although it might happen), expect to be very close to strangers. Really, our philosophy goes like this: You’re poor, you’re rich, gay, straight, old, young, we don’t care, but however you come, come with the right attitude. Like the sign on our wall says: “BE NICE OR LEAVE- THIS IS A GROWN FOLKS ESTABLISHMENT”