Drag Race All Stars 11 Viewing Party

Back in San Francisco for a night built on the dance floor — AALIGN, ISASLOBAS, and Fibonacci bringing the sounds and movement that get people moving and connected. Hosted by SIR JOQ, this is the kind of event where you show up ready to dance and leave feeling exactly where you're supposed to be.

Grunt is bringing the heat to The Stud, San Francisco's legendary worker-owned queer bar that's been a community cornerstone since 1966. Get ready for a night of high-energy dancing, killer vibes, and the kind of authentic SOMA nightlife energy that only happens in this iconic space. Whether you're a regular or discovering this historic spot for the first time, you're in for a night that celebrates queer community, good music, and real connection.

A late-night Sunday gathering at The Stud for bears, cubs, and those who appreciate masculine energy. This is the kind of no-frills, unpretentious space where the community shows up to be themselves — good music, good people, and the kind of vibe that keeps this iconic venue thriving.

The Bimbo Olympics are back for year two—a gloriously chaotic competition where bimbos, himbos, and thembos battle it out for gold at The Stud. Expect ridiculous challenges, fierce contestants, and a crowd that's here for the spectacle. Doors at 6pm, games start at 7pm.

Tuesday nights at The Stud have a reputation for a reason — WTF brings the kind of dance floor energy that makes you forget it's a weeknight. A rotating cast of DJs keeps things moving, the crowd is genuinely here to have fun (not perform), and there's something about dancing in a room full of your people that just hits different. This is where chosen family comes to reset and reconnect, one song at a time.

Truck is The Stud's weekly Wednesday night dance party where the focus is pure movement and sound — rotating DJs spinning everything from house to techno to whatever gets the floor moving. It's the kind of night where you show up at 9:30 and suddenly it's 2am and you've made three new friends and your shirt is soaked and you absolutely don't regret it. No pretense, just bodies, beats, and the kind of energy that only happens when a room full of queer people decides to dance like nobody's watching.