Early in the British drama The Souvenir, a young film school student and her soon-to-be lover discuss the nature of film. People don’t want to see movies about life as it’s actually lived, he tells her, but life as it’s “experienced.”
Filmmaker Joanna Hogg, who wrote and directed The Souvenir, attempts to embrace this stated duality of her medium, but she comes up short on both counts. In her movie, mundane, torpor-inducing, slice-of-life scenes vie with more “experiential” scenes of the protagonist absorbing and attempting to process her world—scenes that range from infuriating to nonsensical. In neither aspect does the film offer much that is compelling or rewarding to the viewer.
Julie (Honor Swinton Byrne) is a 24-year-old from a posh suburb in Knightsbridge studying at a film school. She has an idea for a film about a boy so attached to his mother that he becomes obsessed with the fear she might die, which Julie discusses at length during all-night bull sessions with her flatmates.
Into her orbit wanders Anthony (Tom Burke). Not a student himself (he’s a bit older), he nonetheless hangs out with the arty crowd; he smokes incessantly and bloviates pompously on any subject with the same air of bored, complacent arrogance. For reasons unclear, Julie finds this irresistible. Perhaps because the character of Julie as written is so personality-challenged herself, she’s drawn to anyone who has one.
In a couple of scenes before they become lovers, Julie and Anthony share a bed (including a droll reference to the “walls of Jericho” scene in It Happened One Night, where they employ a line of her stuffed animals as a makeshift barrier between them). But mostly, they just talk—in tea shops, art galleries and around the dinner table. The talk isn’t always that interesting, however, and Hogg doesn’t use it to either build character or reinforce the plot. There is no plot, just a series of maddeningly random encounters.
These include an extended visit to Julie’s parents at their country house (her mom is played by Tilda Swinton, Byrne’s mother in real life). We see Julie at work at her typewriter (the story is set in the 1980s), or at the school’s warehouse soundstage, or in an adviser’s office getting an earful on budgeting. But we keep circling back to her relationship with Anthony, who’s forever borrowing money he never pays back, and leaves her to pick up every tab when they go out.
In return, he’s always flinging weighty pronouncements at her about art and life, or reacting with prickly disdain when she does something he doesn’t like. (Largely due to another unattractive habit of his she only finds out about a third of the way into the movie, but which, like others, she tolerates out of some kind of weird emotional inertia.) Theirs is a symbiotic relationship: his skill at exploiting her is matched only by her willingness to let him.
Hogg does indulge in some admirable images, beautiful for their own sake: a grassy field under a vast, pewter sky mottled with bruise-colored clouds; the long train of Julie’s gown whispering up the mountain of shallow steps leading to an opera house in Venice. (Although the brief detour to Venice has nothing to do with the story.)
Evidently, the character of Anthony is based on someone with whom filmmaker Hogg had a relationship when she herself was in film school in this era. But not even 30 years of hindsight enables her to convey onscreen what attracted her to him, or explain his hold on her. The Souvenir may be an act of creative exorcism for her (along with a sequel in the works), but it doesn’t translate so well to viewers living outside the rarefied atmosphere of her personal life and memory.
THE SOUVENIR
** (out of four)
With Honor Swinton Byrne, Tom Burke and Tilda Swinton. Written and directed by Joanna Hogg. An A24 release. Rated R. 120 minutes.
Music, dancing, food, and art—these are things we love about summer in Santa Cruz. So this First Friday, get rolling on the river at the fifth-annual Ebb & Flow celebration.
Think of it as a free-wheeling block party at the Tannery Arts Center. Hang with musicians like Kat Factor, listen to Wes Modes’ enchanting community river stories, check out Tannery World Dance, and don’t miss the mariachi band and activity booths. Hard not to love a photo booth—even in the selfie era, nothing produces such wild and crazy portraits.
And yes, there will be bubbles, food trucks, face painting, a treasure hunt, and lots of artists creating colorful eye candy with river-centric themes. After all, the lovely bottle-green San Lorenzo River is the centerpiece of all this outdoor action.
“Ebb & Flow has been transformational in connecting artists, river enthusiasts and community members,” says Laurie Egan, program director of the Coastal Watershed Council, who sees this long afternoon event as key to “enjoying the beautiful natural corridor that runs through our city.”
Participants can start at the Tannery and wander up and down the riverwalk that borders the San Lorenzo, getting reacquainted with its botanica and wildlife. It’s a chance to understand the vibrant identity of our particular river, where attendees will be free to take in art installations and live music, sample some food (which always tastes more delicious when cooked and eaten outdoors), or cool off with a beer or two.
Among the artists whose work will be featured at the free event is Wes Modes, a UCSC lecturer who has traveled riverbanks across the country to speak with locals and document “the lost narratives of river people, river communities, and the river itself.” Another participating artist, Jayson Fann, specializes in large-scale works made of wood salvaged from the California coast.
Don’t forget to stop by Radius Gallery and see what artist Shay Church has created in the way of a site-specific, river-themed exhibit out of clay and wood scraps.
The only-in-Santa-Cruz annual event is a labor of love by the Arts Council of Santa Cruz County, which for 40 years has inspired and helped bring to life both individual and collective artistic expression. Believing that we are indeed a county filled with gifted artists, whose work adds incalculable quality of life to our region, the Arts Council invites everyone to come on down to the river this First Friday.
The Ebb & Flow River Arts Festival takes place on Friday, June 7, from 5:30-9 p.m. at the Tannery Arts Center. Free. ebbandflowfest.org.
The SS Palo Alto was a was a concrete ship built as a tanker at the end of World War I, but after it was too late for the war, it ended up serving as an amusement park off of Seacliff State Beach. After years of repairs and falling back into disrepair, it’s now an artificial reef for many Monterey Bay species, including sunbathing great whites. The cement ship has seen better days, but who hasn’t at 100 years old? Celebrate this historical icon at the SS Palo Alto Centennial Street Fair in Seacliff. There will be live music, a magician, kid-friendly activities, local vendors of crafts, history, ice cream, pizza, and food trucks.
INFO: Saturday, June 1, 11:30 a.m.-4 p.m. Broadway between Santa Cruz and Center avenues, Aptos. Free.
Art Seen
Irwin 2019: ‘Present/Tense’
The 33rd-annual Irwin Scholarship Award exhibition showcases the work of a select group of 13 of UCSC’s most promising young artists. The students are nominated and chosen by portfolio review by art department professors. Present/Tense features 13 artists whose work explores many different mediums and is an attempt to navigate institutional boundaries, powerful corporations and exponentially progressing technologies of the 21st century.
INFO: Show runs Wednesday, May 29-Friday, June 14. Reception Wednesday, May 29, 5-7 p.m. UCSC Sesnon Gallery, 1156 High St., Santa Cruz. art.ucsc.edu/sesnon. Free. Image: Sophie Lev.
Friday 5/31-Sunday 6/2
Santa Cruz Pride
Start pride weekend in Santa Cruz with a “Girls Rock” event on Friday night. On Saturday, the 26th-annual Dyke Trans March will kick off at 2 p.m. at the downtown clock tower, followed by a party at Bocce’s Cellar. Sunday will cap off the weekend with a full slate of events, including a 45th anniversary kickoff party and parade downtown, a pool party at Hotel Paradox and after party at the Catalyst.
Pacific Voices is celebrating its quarter-century anniversary with a special concert. A Santa Cruz treasure, the local nonprofit is a 70-voice community chorus that specializes in preservation and innovation of an extremely broad range of folk music from cultures, languages and traditions around the world across eight centuries. This concert in particular includes poems from Jelaladdin Rumi and Emily Dickinson, stories of Harriet Tubman and Ellis Island, nods to Barbershop, Zen and Broadway and a wide range of songs with roots in Africa.
INFO: 7:30 p.m. Saturday, 2 p.m. Sunday. Samper Recital Hall, Cabrillo College, 6500 Soquel Drive, Aptos. cabrillovapa.com/events. $23 general/$18 students and seniors. Photo: Paul Schraub.
Friday 5/31
Dim Sum and Beer Pairing Event
Santa Cruz lacks dim sum. Period. This is a tragedy for all foodies and food consumers around the county. Thanks to Effigy Brewing and new pop up Full Steam Dumpling, however, Santa Cruz will be dim sum-less no longer. The menu has been curated to bring out flavors in both the beers and the dumplings, plus there will be a DJ spinning vinyl.
INFO: 5-10 p.m. Santa Cruz Food Lounge, 1001 Center St., Santa Cruz. 588-4515, scfoodlounge.com. Free.
Saturday 6/1
Ecstatic Dance for Bernie
Bernie Sanders doesn’t need your money; he needs your moves. The Bern wants your ecstatic dance moves, he wants you to Bern up the dance floor and, OK, maybe he wants your money, too. Supporters can dance for and/or donate to Bernie to the tune of some grassroots beats and the potential dissolution of big banks.
INFO: 8-10 p.m. The 418 Project, 418 Front St., Santa Cruz. 466-9770, the418project.org. $15-27 sliding scale tickets at door.
GT Managing Editor Lauren Hepler usually drops things on my desk after she’s given them a read, and when I got this week’s delivery, she had scrawled at the top, in red pen, “This is great! And I usually hate stories about Millennials.” Well, of course she hates stories about Millennials; not so much because she is one, but because they are almost always terrible—lazy, condescending and full of shallow stereotypes.
What’s great about Mike Huguenor’s cover story this week is that it’s none of those things. If you were expecting “Now Millennials have screwed up nostalgia, too” or some such nonsense, you’ll be pleasantly surprised at how he’s taken the phenomenon of ’90s nostalgia and used it as a jumping-off point to talk about the very nature of nostalgia itself. Why do we long for a particular era—especially when, as Huguenor lays out in this story, that era didn’t actually exist the way we’ve reconstructed it? And what happens when our nostalgia creates such an unreal reflection of the past that its almost futurism? I’m telling you, this is heady stuff for a piece that starts out talking about a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles video game! Enjoy!
I take issue with Nuz’s determinations regarding Nextdoor. In a recent issue of Good Times, Nuz refers to an in-depth piece of explanatory journalism by Vox. I go on the Nextdoor site every day, and have had many wonderful encounters. These are just a few: I helped form a group to successfully end a homeless encampment from opening in a park around the corner from the Boardwalk. I learned about important City Council meetings I needed to participate in and encouraged my neighbors to attend. Along with my neighbors, I have been a source of encouragement to Beer Thirty to open a much-needed new brewery to replace the decrepit old Wienerschnitzel building on Soquel, and rejoiced with a neighbor recently when she found her missing cat. I was informed of when coyotes are particularly active in my neighborhood, and offered advice of how to keep one’s dog safe from attacks. I was given, for free, a Graco baby bed when I requested to buy one, and loaned a metal birdcage to a grateful neighbor who needed it for an event.
Most importantly, I had dozens of my neighbors help me to locate a certain lollipop I was seeking! Yes, Nextdoor does give a fair amount of warnings about troubles in our neighborhoods, but I like to be informed of them, and who better to give an honest telling than my own neighbors, and I find no better way to connect with them. I have not once encountered a single racial slur on all of my Nextdoor visits.
I suggest that Nuz should not rely on Vox, but do its own explanatory journalism before making presumptions of a site he clearly has not visited himself.
El Solway
Santa Cruz
Far From Free
Diane Warren’s eloquent letter (GT, 4/24) was spot on regarding the negative influence of “free market” dogma on efforts to combat climate change and environmental degradation, but didn’t address the fundamental flaws in that dogma itself. The “free marketeers” revere Adam Smith, but rarely read him. He well understood that unregulated markets do not long remain free. “The interest of the dealers, however, in any particular branch of trade or manufactures, is always in some respects different from, and even opposite to, that of the public. To widen the market and to narrow the competition, is always the interest of the dealers.” Thus a certain amount of reasonable regulation is necessary to ensure the competition of a truly free market. The dogma of “free markets” is actually a scam perpetrated by self-righteous profiteers.
Mordecai Shapiro
Santa Cruz
Talking Point
This is in regards to the Local Talk question “If you could name a beer after our current White House administration, what would it be?” (GT, 4/22). Here are my 2 names:
Redacted Beer
No Collusion Brew
Sid Thompson
Santa Cruz Musician
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GOOD IDEA
Santa Cruz Pride is happening this weekend. The 45th-annual Santa Cruz Pride Parade will be downtown at 11 a.m on Sunday, June 2. After that, the festival moves to the intersection of Cathcart and Cedar streets, where the party goes until 4 p.m. The Santa Cruz Pride After-Party, headlined by Planet Booty, will be at the Catalyst. This year’s celebratory weekend has two grand marshals—the musician Vnes and Cabrillo College Trustee Adam Spickler. For more information and a full listing of events, visit santacruzpride.org.
GOOD WORK
Alex Weber removed 50,000 golf balls from the waters off the Pebble Beach Golf Links, Monterey County’s world-renowned course. If the balls had stayed offshore, they would have released microplastics into the ocean. Now, Weber and her friend Ethan Estess, a Santa Cruz-based artist and marine scientist, have begun work on a project to start a conversation about plastic pollution worldwide. They’re working to build a wave sculpture out of 20,000 golf balls. To contribute to the effort or learn more, visit gofundme.com/fore-the-waves.
QUOTE OF THE WEEK
“The ‘what should be’ never did exist, but people keep trying to live up to it.”
“Bottle Jack was founded on the idea of doing what we love and loving what we do,” says winemaker John Ritchey.
In partnership with his wife Katharine, their small family-run operation is turning out some very impressive wines. “It’s not our style to woo you with grandiose stories, fancy marketing lingo or extravagant terms of rare and exotic fruits, flavors or aromas,” Ritchey says. On the contrary, his wines are down to Earth and unpretentious.
The 2016 Firenze from Santa Clara Valley is one of my favorites. This luscious red is a blend of 71% Sangiovese, 25% Malbec, 2% Syrah, and 2% Merlot—a “super Tuscan blend,” Ritchey calls it. Laced with sour cherry, black raspberry, spiced plum, and cocoa, the Firenze ($30) has herbal notes of dill, oregano, tarragon, and tomato leaf. And the rich cherry pie mid-palate leaves a memorable fruity impression. It’s a bright and cheery wine to enjoy on any occasion.
Ritchey shares a tasting room with Silver Mountain Vineyards in the Swift Street Courtyard complex on Ingalls Street. How convenient to have an abundance of delicious wines to taste under one roof!
Ritchey is putting on a special event at 5:30 p.m. on Wednesday, May 29, for a Viognier seminar and tasting for $15 (RSVP required).
Bottle Jack Winery, 1088 La Madrona Drive (winery) and 402 Ingalls St. #29 (tasting room), Santa Cruz. 227-2288, bottlejackwines.com.
Forks Corks & Kegs
The first-annual Forks, Corks & Kegs festival promises to be a fun event in an even more fun location: the Kaiser Permanente Arena in downtown Santa Cruz. Presented by the Santa Cruz County Chamber of Commerce, look for local wineries, breweries, spirits, and restaurants serving up some tasty stuff. For more information on this June 1 event, visit santacruzchamber.org.
Muns Vineyard Tours
Ed Muns and Mary Lindsay are offering tours of their vineyard on June 2, 16 and 30. Enjoy springtime in their “vineyard in the sky” and dramatic views of the Santa Cruz Mountains and Monterey Bay. Contact ma**@mu**********.com or call 408-2342079 for reservations. Visit munsvineyard.com for more info.
Trini Badilla’s Salsa is one of the longest-running locally owned salsa companies in the county.
It gets its name from the original owner’s great-grandmother, Trinidad Badilla, and has had a few owners since. Annie Daellenbach and her husband bought the company last year. They say it’s been a game of catch up getting the recipes just right and adapting to a commercial kitchen.
Why a salsa company?
DAELLENBACH: My husband and I both grew up in Santa Cruz, and when the opportunity to buy it came up, we really wanted it to stay local and keep moving forward. We are both cooks and foodies, and I love to work with ingredients that are really versatile. Salsa is a celebration food—everytime people are gathering they have a bowl of salsa, and it’s right in the middle of everybody, and I love that about it.
We learned how to make it and are just carrying it forward. It’s a dream of mine to have a greenhouse and be able to grow the peppers on site. We currently work with local distributors. We are happy to be able to bring Trini’s recipes to people 36 years later.
Did you ever meet Trini Badilla or her family?
I didn’t, no. It’s had several owners. The company is almost as old as I am. The very first owner of the company, her name is Jade, and Trinidad Badilla was her great-grandmother. We still use her recipes and methods to make the small-batch salsa, which is so special because it’s still honoring the past traditions. That’s kind of why we bought it. It was certainly a big part.
Do you have any new salsas you are hoping to release?
There are only three salsas right now. We do have a fourth, a green salsa, but it has never been in production or stores. We have the recipe and we will be getting it in stores, hopefully by this summer.
Trini Badilla’s Salsa will be at Forks, Corks and Kegs at the Kaiser Permanente Arena, 140 Front St., Santa Cruz, from 3-7 p.m. on Saturday, June 1. Their salsa is available at Staff of Life, Shopper’s Corner, New Leaf Markets and Safeways across the county. trinibadillas.com.
When the Redwood Mountain Faire brought Cracker and Dave Alvin to Roaring Camp as headliners in 2017, it drew a lot of people in Santa Cruz County who hadn’t realized that Felton has been home to a unique two-day festival for a number of years—or maybe hadn’t even been to Felton in the first place. Steering committee member Traci-lin Buntz says that beyond showcasing great music and raising money for a wide range of San Lorenzo Valley nonprofits (17 this year), that’s kind of the secret mission of the RMF, which celebrates its 10th anniversary this weekend.
“I think about it like it’s almost an open house,” says Buntz. “It’s a showcase for our area. Not just the physical beauty of the redwoods, but also the beauty of our community.”
That extends from the massive all-volunteer effort that makes the nonprofit Faire possible each year to the lineup of musicians. Even as the festival has begun to attract bigger groups, it continues to showcase bands from the area; this year, for instance, Americana favorite Jesse Daniel, cosmic honky-tonkers Edge of the West and Grateful Dead cover band the China Cats—who this year will play with Melvin Seals, a longtime member of the Jerry Garcia Band, as a headlining act—all perform Sunday. Also performing Sunday is Big Sam’s Funky Nation from New Orleans, led by Big Sam Williams, a former member of the Dirty Dozen Brass Band and founding member of the amazing Stooges Brass Band; Grateful Dead-adjacent Bay Area singer-songwriter Elliot Peck; Rainbow Girls; Felton Fillies and more. Saturday’s lineup is led by San Francisco bluegrass stars the Brothers Comatose, and also includes national-festival funkster favorites the Main Squeeze, L.A. Americana group Dustbowl Revival, local cover maniacs Coffee Zombie Collective and others. The Banana Slug String Band Duo returns to play the kids area both days.
The Redwood Mountain Faire will be held Saturday, June 1, and Sunday, June 2, at Roaring Camp, 5401 Graham Hill Rd., Felton. Tickets $25 advance/$30 at the door per day for adults, or $20 advance/$25 at the door for teens 13-17 and seniors 65 and over. Kids 12 and under free. redwoodmountainfaire.com.
Three levels into the game “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Turtles in Time,” the evil samurai Shredder makes his first appearance. “My patience is wearing thin,” the caped supervillain announces from within a sewer. “I’m banishing you to a time warp from which you’ll never return.”
The next instant, the dreaded Shredder emits a pattern of concentric circles from his forehead, forming a net around the Turtles. An aperture opens in the sky. Sucked in, our heroic reptiles are cast back through time, diverting them from their goal of defeating the evil brain Krang and returning the Statue of Liberty to its rightful place in New York Harbor.
But Shredder has been caught in a time warp of his own.
Though it was released almost 20 years ago, “Turtles in Time” has found a new home in the recent national arcade bar craze. In 2016, when Nintendo reissued the Nintendo Entertainment System as the NES Classic, it sold out instantly. Two years later, when they produced more copies, the humble device from 1983 outsold the XBox One, PS4 and Nintendo’s own Switch console. Arcade bars draw patrons who gleefully replay the titles they first mastered as preteens—only now they do so with a locally brewed IPA or craft cocktail in hand.
Born between the early ’80s and mid-’90s, the youngest members of the millennial generation are just getting out of college, while the oldest are buying homes, getting married and starting families. They are fully grown adults, with growing salaries and increasing amounts of expendable income. And all around the country, businesses, bars, and party promoters are cashing in on millennial nostalgia.
At the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk, the sound of the Free Friday Night Bands on the Beach concert series, which begins Friday, June 14, has always been nostalgic. It was ruled for many years by ’80s hitmakers like Eddie Money, Wang Chung and Berlin. But more recently, ’90s bands like Smash Mouth (June 21) and Everclear (June 28) have begun to take hold.
“I’ve noticed that the crowds have been bigger at our shows lately,” Smash Mouth bassist Paul Delisle tells GT. “I don’t know what the interest is, but I certainly wouldn’t have expected this 12 years ago.”
The phenomenon stretches beyond bars and live music. Recently, a French company called Mulaan opened a new plant for producing cassette tapes to capitalize on the slew of mainstream pop artists, such as Ariana Grande and Taylor Swift, who have been putting out albums on the retro format. Sony has issued a new Walkman (and, for that matter, Motorola a new flip phone). Even the music video style of the cassingle era is alive and well. Vampire Weekend’s recent “Harmony Hall” clip includes candlelit sets, a la Pearl Jam and Nirvana, and fish-eye camera shots straight out of “Mo Money Mo Problems.”
The past is back. So, in the words of 4 Non Blondes’ 1993 hit, “What’s going on?”
WARPED DAYS AND EMO NIGHTS
For Marcus Leonardo, founder of It’s Relative PR, becoming an event promoter was a natural transition—and so was tapping into millennial nostalgia. It’s been a part of his life since his days in bands, where he and his friends bonded over their love of emo and screamo, two genres that rose up out of the underground in the ’90s and found massive mainstream success in the 2000s.
“The nice thing is, this is music I grew up playing,” says 32-year-old Leonardo.
Leonardo sang in the emo band Roses For Ophelia, and filled in on vocals in screamo band Scary Kids Scaring Kids. By his count, he’s played three Warped Tours and two OzzFests. An L.A. native, Leonardo has been living in Sacramento for the past few years.
“Me and my friends would get together and listen to this music, either at our houses or at a party,” he says. “Eventually I thought, ‘Well, there’s enough of us; we can probably get a bar to play this music.’”
Their first venue was a small craft cocktail bar. Without a dance floor or a DJ booth, it was a plug-and-play night for Leonardo.
“I just curated a playlist and played it,” he says. “I didn’t really announce it. It was just for me and my friends. But word got out in Sacramento. Within two weeks of people knowing I was doing this, it went from like 12-14 people to 150.”
After outgrowing their first location, Leonardo relocated his emo nights to a dance club. They quickly outgrew that venue as well.
“I put the event up, and it was 1,000 people going to or interested at a bar that could fit 400 people,” he remembers. “Immediately. It was obvious that there was a need for this.”
PLAY IT AGAIN
By the time the Emo Night Tour started, promoters and fans all over the country had already caught on, or were beginning to pick up on the phenomenon.
Like many club nights, it started in New York and Los Angeles. Emo Night Brooklyn came first—followed by Emo Nite L.A., Long Island Emo Night, Emo Night Boston, and many more.
In 2017, the New Yorker described the phenomenon in an article titled “The Rise of Emo Nostalgia.” Writer Jia Tolentino astutely describes the music’s appeal: “There was a streak of playfulness in emo, but it was the genre’s spectacular sentimental indulgence that really got people on board. It also insured [sic] that emo’s biggest fans fell within a certain age range.”
“A lot of the people who come to our events are looking for the stuff they listened to in middle school, high school, college,” Leonardo says. “It is definitely a nostalgia trip for them.”
In fairly cynical terms, the New Yorker described this phenomenon by saying that, “Music made to help teenagers flail their way to adulthood provides an opportunity for adults to succumb to the histrionics of teendom again.”
Make no mistake, there are plenty of histrionics in the mainstream emo of the 2000s. Just look at any Dashboard Confessional lyric. But for Leonardo, it’s much more than that. All of this started out of a desire to share space with people who loved the same thing. It’s that desire for connection, and common ground, that he sees behind Emo Night Tour’s success.
“I’ve always felt like we’re disconnected as a generation,” he says. “Everything is social media, everything’s on your phone, your computer. A lot of people don’t do things together anymore. There’s a need to have a collective that comes together for something that they all love.”
RECLAIMED WOOD
Nostalgia comes around sooner or later for every generation. The Baby Boomers, it could be argued, perfected it—and are still at it. In 2017, the Monterey County Fairgrounds hosted the 50th anniversary of the Monterey Pop Festival, where contemporary acts mingled with musicians from the ’67 fest, when the Who trashed their amps and Jimi Hendrix torched his guitar.
In 2013, a study conducted by UCSC and Cornell found that young people form strong emotional attachments not only to the music they listen to while adolescents, but to the music their parents listened to when they were young as well. However, the fact that Leonardo kicked off his very first Emo Night at a craft cocktail bar highlights the uniquely patchwork nature of the nostalgia hitting this generation.
The resurgence of craft cocktails—which hit Santa Cruz in the last decade or so, and hasn’t let up—started in Manhattan in the 1980s, and can be traced to the reopening of the 1930s-era bar the Rainbow Room. After renovations, the bar took an esoteric approach and made the 1862 book How to Mix Drinks its bible. With the return of the classic cocktail, Manhattanites re-experienced something most living locals had never experienced in the first place.
That in 2019 we are paying almost $20 a pop for something conceived in the 1860s and revived in the 1980s is a little strange. Add to that the fact that today’s hip bars feature things like reclaimed wood from old barns and decaying craftsman homes; 1950s-esque, Alexander Girard-inspired wall patterns; LED-powered faux-Edison light bulbs; and bartenders who pair mid-’60s Don Draper hairdos with 19th-century Rutherford B. Hayes beards, and this generation’s style begins to look like a playthrough of “Turtles in Time,” each discrete era a different circle emanating from Shredder’s mind.
In 1981, this nostalgic mash-up was quantified by French philosopher Jean Baudrillard with his concept of the “hyperreal”—that is, the copy with no original.
“It is no longer a political economy of production that directs us, but an economic politics of reproduction, of recycling,” he wrote, as though from the future, in 1981. Already, in the 1980s Baudrillard saw hyperreality leading towards something he called “Absolute Advertising.”
“Today what we are experiencing is the absorption of all virtual modes of expression into that of advertising,” Baudrillard wrote. “All original cultural forms, all determined languages are absorbed in advertising because it has no depth, it is instantaneous and instantaneously forgotten.”
Fast forward to today. Viridian Wood, a restaurant supply company, is among the many businesses weaving vague homages to the past into mundane product descriptions. “Reminiscent of a bygone era, our all-American oak hardwood tables are reclaimed from time-worn barn siding,” the company’s website reads.
BEYOND THE POP PRINCIPLE
In recent years, a variety of news outlets have questioned the all-consuming nature of today’s nostalgia. In 2012, Slate used the subject as a springboard to ask, “Does the nostalgia cycle run on a 40-year cycle, a 20-year cycle, a 12- to 15-year cycle?” In the end, they concluded that, “Some cultural phenomenon can’t be explained away by simple rules.”
One constant across all these recent articles on nostalgia is a lack of introspection on the concept of nostalgia itself. Somehow nostalgia never warrants explanation. Rarely does anyone ask what it is, asking instead how it will appear, and when. But the “why” is perhaps most interesting.
The idea that nostalgia naturally occurs in every generation also seems supported by psychoanalysis. In 1920, while studying recurring dreams in patients with trauma, Sigmund Freud proposed that life is always driven to return to an earlier state.
“The manifestations of a compulsion to repeat,” he wrote in his essay Beyond the Pleasure Principle, “which we have described as occurring in the early activities of infantile mental life, exhibit to a high degree an instinctual character.”
In this “compulsion to repeat,” Freud saw something massive: an “urge inherent in organic life to restore an earlier state of things, which the living entity has been obliged to abandon under the pressure of external disturbing forces.” This instinct, he went on to suggest, is our earliest one, preceding impulses for pleasure, sex and companionship. Put simply, it is “the instinct to return to the inanimate state.” Freud dubbed this instinct “The Death Drive,” proposing it as one of the two competing forces at work in every person.
Despite this idea that people are always driven to return to an earlier time, nostalgia as a concept is a very recent phenomenon, and one with a very particular history.
First proposed in 1688 by Johannes Hofer, the term “nostalgia” is a mix of the Greek words nostos, meaning “homecoming,” and algos, which means “pain” or “longing.” Put simply, a “longing to return home.” At the time he coined this now-familiar term, Hofer was a 19-year-old French medical student living near the Swiss border.
A “longing to return home” sounds a lot like the nostalgia of “Nites,” like 90’s Nite and Emo Night, but Hofer’s nostalgia wasn’t just a desire to listen to music from your teens. For him, nostalgia was a full blown disease. One that, untreated, could even be deadly.
’90s ALL STARS Smash Mouth is one of the bands enjoying a comeback as part of pre-Y2K throwback events.
The subject of a new book by Columbia University professor Thomas Dodman, What Nostalgia Was, exposes the odd, often-contradictory history of nostalgia, beginning with its initial proposal as a deadly malady.
“In an advanced case, blood would begin to thicken and clot, hindering circulation and affecting the heart,” Dodson writes, citing Hofer’s original medical text, Dissertatio medica de nostalgia, oder Heimwehe. “If nostalgia was allowed to fester untreated, the ‘consumption of the spirits’ and inexorable weakening of the body would hasten death by exhaustion.”
Today, “death by nostalgia” seems laughable, but without it we likely wouldn’t know the word at all. It was only after making the rounds as a curiosity that nostalgia entered the public consciousness. Among 18th-century elites, Hofer’s medical text became a hit, a regular point of discussion in literary salons where people gathered to discuss recent ideas. There, nostalgia emerged into “a broader audience of Enlightenment figures intrigued by astonishing stories of ‘death by nostalgia,’” Dodson writes. Along the way, it evolved into the more benign, romantic notion we have today.
Central to Hofer’s original medical work is the fact that nostalgia was first seen as a Swiss disease, one primarily affecting mercenaries, paid soldiers from Switzerland fighting in the many armies of a war-torn Europe. Though causes of nostalgia were attributed to a variety of sources (a sudden change in climate, an imbalance in the body’s “humors,” the “symptom of a disordered imagination”), there was one constant in the lives of all its earliest sufferers: war.
“Nostalgia,” Dodson writes, “came into being upon the rapidly expanding and ever-more-gruesome battlefields of 18th-century Europe.”
THE 9/11 EFFECT
Around 2010, College of Saint Rose professor Karen McGrath began to notice a change in her classroom.
“It was the way in which we had to engage the students. We couldn’t rely so much on strict lectures anymore,” she says. “It had to be much more interactive.”
Sensing a generational shift, McGrath began looking into what people had begun to call “millennials.” Right away she saw fingers pointed, grievances aired. Millennials were killing industries, killing social niceties—even killing the family.
“The assumptions people were making about the millennial generation, we kind of disagreed with them, because they didn’t describe the kind of student we had in our classrooms,” McGrath says.
Setting out to correct the narrative, McGrath and her fellow professor Regina Luttrell decided to make millennials the subject of their own research. In 2016, they published The Millennial Mindset: Unraveling Fact From Fiction. In millennials, McGrath and Luttrell found a generation capable of great personal engagement, one much more willing to share their own experiences than previous ones had been, all while having hundreds of new distractions competing for their attention.
“With Gen X, for example, we didn’t have the internet growing up,” McGrath says. “We didn’t have social media at their age. I think that makes a difference. They’re growing up so much faster because they’re exposed to so much more earlier on in life.”
While researchers usually try to pin generations to year of birth (Baby Boomers 1946-1964, Gen X-ers 1965-1980), McGrath and Luttrell focused more on specific events.
“What we discovered in our research is that there were always these certain historical events that happened during someone’s childhood that really impact how they see the world, and what they want from the world,” McGrath says. “We think that 9/11 had a big impact on millennials, because that event was really when people realized they needed to be in touch with each other more regularly, because the world is a dangerous place.”
Highlighting 9/11 brings up a crucial point: The millennial generation is the first in modern American history to only know their country at war. Since 9/11, America has spent more than $6 trillion on war, engaging in conflicts in Iraq, Syria, Yemen, Libya, and Afghanistan—the latter of which is now seeing its second generation of soldiers. War, for the American millennial, is in the background at all times, fought by family members and friends, discussed on TV, embedded in online news clips, and increasingly figuring in fiction (Captain America: Civil War, Avengers: Infinity War, and its sequel Avengers: Endgame, to name just a few). It is no coincidence that Thursday, one of the biggest emo bands of the 2000s (and one of the heaviest hitters at Emo Night) titled their 2003 album War All the Time. In an interview given after the record’s release, singer Geoff Rickly said, “On the news every day there would be all these things about the war going on, and that terrified me.”
For millennials, war spills into every part of our lives, whether in the form of cyber wars, municipal police departments outfitted with military grade weaponry and heavy equipment, war advocates like John Bolton enjoying positions in a second White House administration, or weapons of war used in mass shootings.
This last item is especially difficult to overlook. At a recent ’90s Nite over the hill in San Jose, a woman near me screamed—not a whoop, not a shout, a full-blown scream. As it turns out, she was just excited because she had heard the opening notes of the Backstreet Boys’ “I Want It That Way,” but in a post-Columbine, post-Las Vegas, post-Pulse, post-Parkland world, I am increasingly aware of my surroundings in public. For a moment, that scream put me on edge.
In 2018, Business Insider found that Americans are now more likely to die in a mass shooting than from most traditional “fears.” Shark attacks, dog attacks, lightning strikes, tornadoes, cataclysmic storms, poisonous venom, accidents on public transportation, and attacks by foreign-born terrorists are all less likely causes of death (four times so, for that last item).
Surrounded by so much violence, era-themed events like Emo Night are an outlet for millennials—a way to cope. And advertisers are acutely aware.
One article in Forbes says it all.
“Aligning marketing strategies with emotion has already proven to be successful, but tapping into fond memories can be an invaluable tactic, especially for engaging millennials. Share a compelling blast from the past with a millennial and you’re likely to reach them on an emotional level—the holy grail of brand marketing.”
THE BLACK PARADE
A little before midnight at 90’s Nite, the Luniz’s “I Got 5 On It” erupts from the speakers. Today, under a gutted Affordable Care Act, it is hard not to hear the song in the context of a GoFundMe drive to cover a stranger’s medical bills.
“I would think that nostalgia would be very important to millennials,” McGrath says. “They’re really forced to grow up more quickly than before, so why not look back on some of the things that made us happy? Music in general can really help people connect to an important time in their lives. That nostalgic feeling gives us a moment to break away from the adult world a little bit and remember our youth.”
For Leonardo and the Emo Night Tour, breaking away from the adult world is exactly what they offer. But it’s not about avoiding responsibility; it’s about coming together.
“Almost every one of our events that we do, we have like a ‘Kum Ba Yah’ moment where we stop the music and we pull everybody in real close. We make sure that everybody is together—whether we have 300 or 1,000 people in the audience—and we all sing My Chemical Romance’s ‘Welcome to the Black Parade’ together. I mean full on, with sing-along and balloon drop and everything you can think of. That is kind of the pinnacle of our event.”
My Chemical Romance singer Gerard Way stated in 2005 that seeing 9/11 caused him to start the band. “Something just clicked in my head that morning,” he told Spin magazine. In the music video for “Welcome to the Black Parade,” a woman wearing a gas mask is known only as “Mother War.”
In its earliest hours, nostalgia was born out of a continent at war. For a generation where war is always in the background (and War All the Time is often on the stereo), it should be no surprise that millennials are seeking comfort in the past.
Back at 90’s Nite, a man on stage mimes playing the bass to Green Day’s “Longview.” A slow-burner, the song builds for almost three minutes before it reaches its climax: “When masturbation’s lost its fun, you’re fucking breaking.” Many in the crowd sing along, hopping up and down during the chorus that follows.
To the New Yorker, this might seem like the height of regressive, responsibility-denying teensploitation. But here’s the rub: Millennials as a generation are increasingly precarious, disconnected, marginally employed and overworked in a world constantly at war. And thanks to the burgeoning gig economy and the rise of telecommuting, work is now 24/7 without even the comfort of living, breathing coworkers. To one day be as free as Billie Joe Armstrong was in the ’90s is a millennial’s dream.
We may be going down. But—like Turtles cast back through time on an impossible quest to return to our own era—sugar, we’re going down swinging.
Growing up in Watsonville, brothers Brando and Kristian Sencion always noticed a void in their agricultural hometown.
“There’s nothing to do,” says Brando Sencion, a 26-year-old Watsonville High alum and staffer at the nonprofit Santa Cruz Community Ventures. “We’ve always gotta drive somewhere else.”
After years of traveling to nearby cities to try new food or find ways to entertain themselves, the Sencions set out last year to open their own local pizzeria and craft beer taproom called Slice Project. With older brother and chef Kristian, 30, planning the menu, the duo is shooting for a late-summer opening in downtown Watsonville’s 1920s-era Fox Theatre building—and they’re not alone in their quest to jumpstart the city’s sleepy commercial scene.
If all goes according to plan, Watsonville soon won’t just be distinguished by newcomers like Slice Project, Beer Thirty offshoot Beer Mule, the year-and-a-half-old Foreverfly Skate shop, and growing tech-job-training nonprofit Digital Nest. The city is also pursuing multiple avenues to add housing, improve local walkability and redirect planning resources to central neighborhoods that struggle to draw steady foot traffic.
“The city has been really stepping up,” Brando Sencion says, mentioning plans to reduce auto traffic on Main Street, expand sidewalks and add bike lanes downtown. “All that really excites us, because we’re gonna be in the heart of it.”
Reversing years of disinvestment is a tall financial order, but there are also questions like whether revitalizing downtown will exacerbate already fast-rising costs of living and concerns about gentrification. The median price of a home sold in Watsonville has jumped more than 60 percent in the past five years, to about $605,000 at the end of last year, according to real estate data site Zillow.
Beyond that, there’s the issue of reconciling the city’s reputation as a car-centric bedroom community with ambitions of adding new attractions reachable by bike or on foot. As of 2015, Watsonville was California’s most dangerous small city for pedestrians, when state traffic data showed that 39 people were killed or injured on city streets that year.
In January 2018, the city was the first in the county to sign onto a nationwide “Vision Zero” plan to end traffic fatalities. This weekend, on Sunday, June 2, the nonprofit Bike Santa Cruz County will host its fourth Open Streets Watsonville, featuring a kids’ bike safety rodeo and community organizations in a South County version of the event started on the Westside of Santa Cruz.
The entire county has “very blatant issues” with pedestrian safety, says Eric Guerrieri, event director for Bike Santa Cruz County and Open Streets. Though finding up-to-date crash data can be a challenge, the county tracked 197 bicycle injuries and deaths during the last full year on record in 2013, along with 98 pedestrian injuries or deaths.
“Open Streets may be a fun pop-up park, but it is something that we hope will raise awareness,” Guerrieri says.
At least two pedestrian deaths in Watsonville have been reported so far in 2019 as the city reviews plans to add or expand bike lanes on Main, Rodriguez, Lake, and Beach streets. Also on the table are proposals to remove one lane of auto traffic in each direction on Main and Rodriguez streets, and to alter area parking as part of a “downtown complete streets” initiative, for which Watsonville was awarded a $250,000 state grant in 2017.
“As long as it’s just a route for cars on their way to somewhere else, it will never be a community-oriented downtown,” one student wrote in a letter to the city council earlier this month. She described biking downtown as a “crazy, loud, polluted and scary experience.”
At the same time, the city is also grappling with deeply rooted questions about how to fit into a fast-changing Central Coast.
“Truthfully, gentrification worries me,” wrote Watsonville Mayor Francisco Estrada in a recent Santa Cruz Sentinel column. Estrada, a political newcomer, was elected to the city council last fall on a platform of reviving the city without pushing out longtime residents. Redevelopment, Estrada wrote, “must be an inclusive process.”
For the Sencion brothers, carving out a niche in the changing city is a long time coming. Kristian in the past sold pastries like donuts and cinnamon rolls at farmers markets in neighboring cities such as Monterey. Now, Brando says the brothers plan to hire other Watsonville residents and buy local ingredients, and they hope other businesses considering a Watsonville outpost will do the same.
“We’re not trying to make Watsonville something it’s not,” Brando Sencion says. “We want to definitely keep its character and integrity.”
For more info on Slice Project, search Slice Project Pizza on Facebook or Instagram. Open Streets Watsonville will take place Sunday, June 2, from 11 a.m.-4 p.m. around Union and Brennan streets. Free. scopenstreets.org/watsonville.
As skepticism grows around the idea of building more parking downtown, a new subcommittee will crunch the numbers and study lots of math.
One transportation expert steering community opinion has been Patrick Siegman, a former planner for Nelson\Nygaard, which frequently works with the city of Santa Cruz.
Siegman doesn’t think downtown Santa Cruz needs a new garage; he gave a presentation laying out his argument at a City Councilmeeting, and wrote a guest commentary in the Santa Cruz Sentinel. Rick Longinotti has been citing Siegman’s analysis ad nauseum, like a UCSC student reciting Bob Marley lyrics at his first party.
What no one’s talking about here—and what Siegman hasn’t been mentioning, either—is that he was fired from his planning job by Nelson\Nygaard. (Siegman told GT in the fall that the company cut him only after he developed repetitive stress issues, which slowed his pace of work, but Nelson\Nygaard hasn’t confirmed that.) Let’s maybe lay off trying to oversell his policy-wonk cred.
RIDING ON THE ISSUE
Jump Bikesis expanding in Santa Cruz, and the latest round of electric bicycles from the bike-sharing company features a more intuitive built-in lock and a QR code that would seem to make taking a bike for a ride easier than ever.
Unfortunately, the process is beset by glitches, as the Jump phone app gets merged with the one for parent company Uber—the sleazy, beleaguered the ride-hailing business, which bombed its recent public offering while employees partied hard at corporate offices, making its notoriously toxic workplace sound worse than ever.
At least the city’s transportation officials are taking complaints about improperly parked bikes seriously. Jump has suspended 120 user accounts for repeatedly parking bikes inappropriately (i.e. blocking sidewalks), according to a report from Transportation Planner Claire Fliesler at an April council meeting. Anyone who sees a poorly parked Jump bike can email su*****@ju******.com with the time of day and bike number.