Montgomery Street Station’s Secret Breakroom

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It makes total sense that there would be a break room at the Montgomery Street Station, but who would have imagined how magical it looks!?

Curbed editor Brock Keeling caught a glimpse of the very domestic-looking room. It’s like the wardrobe doors opened and Narnia is a 1980s San Francisco apartment kitchen! The only thing that could make this better is the smell of buttered toast, tea, and boxes of Turkish Delight on the counter.

For another delight from Brock, check out his wonderful sneak peek of the new SFMoMA on Curbed.

Video: 16th Street BART Station Cellist Killing It

Does anyone know this cellist at the 16th Street BART station? I’ve seen him a handful of times and finally got a quick clip this weekend. I also love this quartet at Powell Street station. And for a different flavor, here’s Adrian rocking out at Powell station too.

Thanks, Mr. Cellist, for making our day!

Doves keep crying for Prince in Muni graffiti

Kind of looks like Kurt Vonnegut drew this… #muni #sfmuni #graffiti #ripprince #prince

A photo posted by Lance Eason (@lanceblastoff) on

Heaven will never be the same now that Prince has joined the ranks, and the mourning continues down here on Earth for The Purple One. Thank you @lanceblastoff for snapping this Kurt Vonnegut-esque graffiti on Muni. We’re still playing that bit of “Kiss” from the one-woman band/mime at Muni Diaries Live, and hoping that raspberry beret will always have a special meaning.

By the way, out of all the Prince live show clips, this one from Afropunk will really blow your mind as Prince kicks serious ass on every single instrument on stage.

Video: ChrisO tells of a chance encounter on Muni

ChrisO is a musician and hair stylist at Honeycomb Salon in Noe Valley who has an impressive record collection. He regaled the Muni Diaries Live crowd a few weeks ago with a story of running into someone he knew from a past life on the bus, and you’ll have to watch the video to see what he found out.

“I was taking the 19-Polk bus for the first time. In 2003, the buses that were used for the 19 line were the most florescent light-flickering, brownish yellowy interior-having, murdery buses in the whole city. They just looked like you were gonna die on them. We all get on the bus and I notice there is this guy staring at me. I thought: Is this like a “Cruising me to have sex thing, or pretending to cruise me to have sex thing so you can kill me?”

Do you have a Muni story of your own or know someone who can spin a great tale? Email us and pitch your story at muni.diaries.sf@gmail.com!

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