Explore one of Bay Area’s best venues, always chalk-full of premiere DJ talent.
If you arrived in San Francisco on a random weekend and asked someone on the street where you might be able to catch a decent DJ set that night, odds are pretty good that that person would refer you in the direction of 1015 Folsom.
Folsom is located on erm, Folsom Street… in the city’s SoMa neighborhood, equidistant from nightclub counterparts Temple and Audio. Overrun by persnickety yuppies by day, the commercially-inclined SoMa becomes somewhat of a ghost town at night, making it the perfect area to host a crowd of loud and potentially unruly twenty-somethings.
The club itself boasts three different levels, including a main dance floor that is always packed, and a top-floor balustrade from which one might survey the teeming masses moshing below with an unjustifiable, Tony Montana-esque sense of superiority. Another selling point is the multi-room, multi-booth setup, which allows more wishy-washy concert-goers to navigate between musical genres with ease. You’ll also find a full-service bar in each one of said rooms, which is always a nice feature.
Personally, what impresses me the most about Folsom is the sheer consistency of solid, well-known performers they manage to book on a regular basis, and at some fairly reasonable prices to boot. Recent acts include visits from UK house legend Chris Lake (which was excellent), as well as from pioneer American trap duo, Flosstradamus.
Since Folsom shows typically do not let out until virtually everything else in the city is closed, there’s not much of an opportunity for a quick bite or to continue the party elsewhere, but with five bars and a happenin’ dance scene I’m not sure where else you might want to hang out until three in the morning anyway.
You can find me back here on the 27th of October, partying with one of LA’s finest traveling institutions, Brownies & Lemonade, at their special “Haunted House” event, as well on November 3rd, when the Scottish-born Sam Gellaitry will be returning to San Francisco for the second time to grace the public with some recklessly experimental yet undeniably club-ready beats (yes, I have no life).