My kind patrons at The Bay Bridged indulged my request to wander just a step off the beaten path and up to North Beach to catch up with The Blank Tapes, an alt-country rock band whose new album Home Away From Home has been lodged at the top of my personal playlist. It is a balmy late spring evening of the sort that tourists usually only dream of seeing on this fabled corner. I've walked past Grant and Green saloon hundreds of times without stopping in. Chances are you have, too. I expected to see a few regulars in their [...]