Steve Kilbey of the Church has good days and bad days. Most people, of course, you hope to catch on their good days. But if you have a chance to catch Kilbey on a bad day, I highly recommend it.
“In my childish world, it’s all going up and down all the time,” says the vocalist, bassist and primary songwriter of the celebrated Australian band, who come to the Rio on Friday, May 10. “On one level, we’ve had an amazing run. We’ve made over 30 albums, we can still tour the world, people still like us. On another level, I turn up last night at this gig in good faith and I got my ears blown off. They’re still ringing—more permanent damage. So I’m just feeling like, ‘What am I doing this for?’”
But misery loves company, and get Kilbey going on one of these bad days, and he can go off on some hilariously entertaining tangents.
For instance, although the band is continuing its tour celebrating the 30th anniversary of megahit 1988 album Starfish, which broke them to an international audience, he’s doesn’t really have much to say about it at the moment, except that it never stood out to him in the Church’s catalogue, and he certainly never expected it to define the band’s career to most of the world.
“It was just, like, another record,” he says. “I thought it would probably do the same as all the others.”
Even the details on the band’s biggest hit, “Under the Milky Way,” are a bit vague after all these years, other than the fact that the band wasn’t really that into it—including him.
“Nobody really wanted to do it,” he says. “I had done a demo of it, and gave it to our then-drummer, who ironically didn’t actually play on it. He gave it to our manager, and our manager insisted that we record it. It was probably the only good idea he ever had.”
It isn’t really until the subject of Peter Murphy comes up that Kilbey really gets wound up. Murphy, the lead singer of the goth band Bauhaus, had gone solo by the time he was opening for the Church on their Starfish tour in the late ’80s, and was famously petulant over the fact that he was not the headliner. Kilbey definitely remembers their time together.
“I remember Peter Murphy was a fucking imbecile, and he still is,” says Kilbey. “I’m still baffled by what anyone would see in him. I love to watch the video of the Swedish guys beating him up. Have you seen that on YouTube?”
When I say I haven’t, Kilbey declares it a must-watch. “Oh, go on YouTube and google ‘Peter Murphy gets beaten up in Sweden.’ You’ll have a lot of fun with that.”
Turns out the video comes from last December, when Murphy was thrown out of his own Bauhaus gig for throwing things at the audience, according to reports. The video was taken on the street outside the club afterward and shows Murphy cussing out and taking a swing at a security guard, which results in him being taken down hard by a couple members of the security team. Just talking about it makes Kilbey’s day a little better.
“He really needs a good kicking. He really does,” says a brightened Kilbey. He suggests I put up a link to the video with the headline, “A Complete Fuck-Knuckle Gets His Comeuppance At Last in Sweden.’’
Truth be told, though, his other memories about that time period aren’t that great, either. It was definitely full of record-label pressures, permanent damage to his hearing and touring that dragged on beyond the point of exhaustion.
But he’s carried on with the Church for three decades since, putting out a slew of excellent albums that have carried on the band’s slightly mystical brand of guitar rock. Can it really be that unfulfilling?
“Today I feel unfulfilled. Tomorrow I might feel fulfilled. One day I’m happy, one day I’m sad. It’s like a marriage, I suppose,” he says.
It’s too late for misery now though. He’s laughing as he asks me to deliver a message.
“Just say: I live to come back to Santa Cruz. I live to come back there and walk down the beachfront and have one of those tacos. So I’m just living for that, that will be my medicine. There’s a great hat shop there, a couple of great vegan restaurants. So I reckon Santa Cruz is going to totally sort me out.”
The Church performs at 8 p.m. on Friday, May 10, at the Rio Theatre, 1205 Soquel Ave., Santa Cruz. $31.50. folkyeah.com.
An avant garde master of whatever’s next in viticulture, Bonny Doon Vineyard founder Randall Grahm has been rhôning around the world wine stage for decades. And now he’s returning to his roots as an educator, raconteur and mentor for anyone with an inquiring taste bud. Hence this Saturday’s rare Master Class with Randall Grahm, to be held May 11 from 1-3:30 p.m. at Soif Wine Bar. If you’ve ever wanted the lowdown on Grahm’s devotion to the spectacular grapes of the Rhône or his esoteric wisdom on the subject of terroir, this is your chance.
RG tells me that he’ll be bringing, “a slew of oddball wines” with him to Soif this Saturday, and will, “probably talk for a couple of hours about terroir, Popelouchum [Grahm’s San Juan Bautista estate vineyard] and the deeper meaning of vinous qi.” Possibly a few other topics as well.
The winemaker’s appearance kicks off Soif’s new series of Master Class wine tastings designed to spotlight individuals with notable depth of knowledge and experience in the wine industry. In addition to waxing loquacious about Rhône grape varietals, Grahm will discuss and critique not only his own wines, but also other wines he’s chosen from Soif’s wine shop. Special cheeses and a selection from Chef Tom McNary’s charcuterie will add counterpoint to the flavor ambience of the event.
Tastings at the will include: 2014 Bonny Doon Bien Nacido Syrah, 2012 Bonny Doon Le Cigare Volant, 2011 Bonny Doon Le Cigare Blanc, 2015 Domaine Chambeyron-Manin Côte-Rôtie, 2018 Bonny Doon Vin Gris Normale, and the legendary 2016 Vieux Telegraphe “La Crau” Châteauneuf-du-Pape.
Saturday, May 11. Tasting begins promptly at 1p.m. Soif, 105 Walnut Ave., Santa Cruz. $100 general/$80 for Soif Wine Club members. 423-2020, soifwine.com/new-events.
Mothers Love Avanti
Under the lively new ownership of Jonathan and Tatiana Glass, the Westside tradition that is Ristorante Avanti at 1917 Mission St. will be offering a special Mother’s Day Brunch menu on Sunday, May 12, from 10 a.m.-3 p.m. I’m a fool for Avanti’s ultra-creamy polenta and would personally walk a mile for polenta with poached eggs, morel mushrooms and asparagus. The menu also lists an earthy fried egg, pancetta and avocado sandwich on house-made focaccia. There’s strawberry french toast for those who like it sweet, as well as ricotta ravioli with artichokes, green garlic and mint. And don’t worry, they will be running their wildly popular pappardelle with meatballs on Mom’s Day as well. Delicious ideas, as well as many attractive and comfortable new interior decor changes. Make reservations soon! ristoranteavanti.com.
Farmers Markets Spring Up
Opening this week, the Scotts Valley Farmers Market is back every Saturday 9 a.m.-1 p.m. at the SV Community Center parking lot. That means organic veggies, fruits, herbs, pasture-raised eggs and meats, fresh flowers (the ultimate sign of spring!), breads, pastries, and cooked-on-the-spot cuisine. Watch for this summer’s schedule of pop-up breakfasts and a farm-to-table, multi-course meal starting on June 29 and created by Kenny Woods of 1440 Multiversity. Check the Scotts Valley Farmers Market facebook page for reservations and details.
Felton’s Farmers Market also starts this week, running every Tuesday from 2:30-6:30 p.m. in the heart of town through October. Fresh berries, DIY workshops from Mountain Feed & Farm Supply, fresh fish from H&H, and new this season, authentic street tacos from Tacos El Chuy, all reasons to soak up some redwood atmosphere on Tuesday afternoons. santacruzfarmersmarket.org.
Coming Soon
It’s almost time to say hello to the urgently awaited Bad Animal at 1011 Cedar St. in downtown Santa Cruz. A truly postmodern enterprise with the hybrid, hyphenated subtitle to prove it. The bookstore-restaurant-winebar is currently enjoying its final gauntlet of inspections. Stay tuned.
It sounds like a classic “what if” premise: What if poet Emily Dickinson, the Belle of Amherst, long-famed as a reclusive, unworldly spinster, nurtured a secret love affair with another woman throughout her life?
But it’s not such idle speculation. That the poet had a long-term love relationship from their teenage years on with Susan Gilbert, the woman who would eventually become her brother’s wife, has been increasingly well-documented in recent years. It was a story too delicious to pass up for playwright/filmmaker Madeleine Olnek. In 1999, she wrote a stage play celebrating this newly discovered aspect of Dickinson’s life, which she now adapts in the film Wild Nights With Emily.
Olnek decided that Dickinson’s love poetry made no sense if she’d lived all her life as a timid, untouched spinster. When she read an article describing the technology by which it was now possible to read words that had been erased from old letters and manuscripts—in Dickinson’s case, dedications to “Sue” or “Susie”—Olnek was inspired. Despite its tongue-in-cheek title, there’s nothing lurid in Olnek’s film, which portrays Dickinson’s surprising double life with plenty of dry humor and tenderness.
Molly Shannon stars as an outwardly drab, but emotionally frisky Emily, who lives all her life in her parents’ Amherst house that she eventually inherits. Her days are occupied writing the nearly 1,800 poems that few will ever read (only a dozen were published in her lifetime), but which consume her. Asked why she always wears the same plain white dress, she says it’s because she doesn’t want to waste time and energy deciding what to wear every day.
As a teenager at school in the Ladies Shakespeare Society (the film unfolds in three different time periods), young Emily meets young Susan as they are reading aloud one of the love duels from Much Ado About Nothing. Their first kiss soon follows, and a flirty, passionate and soulful relationship continues undisturbed after Susan (played as an adult by Susan Ziegler) eventually marries Emily’s brother, Austin (Kevin Seal), and they move into the house next door.
The movie’s comic tone is odd at times (especially around the third Dickinson sibling, Lavinia, the designated dingbat). But it’s smart in exploring the depth of the bond Emily shared with the woman basically excised from history for 180 years. While careful to keep their physical intimacy secret, they pour out their hearts and intellect to each other in hundreds of notes passed between the two houses for the rest of Emily’s life.
It’s Susan who encourages Emily’s (mostly futile) attempts to get published (magazine editors complain that her verses don’t rhyme), and commiserates with her over the editors’ lack of vision. But the movie is much too playful to be taken for a feminist rant. If there is a villain—besides the male literary establishment, which refuses to accept a female into its sacred old boy’s club (except for its token female, the bombastic Helen Hunt Jackson, deftly skewered in one funny aside)—it is Mabel Todd (Amy Seimetz).
Hired to provide mood music on the piano while Emily writes upstairs, Mabel becomes Austin’s mistress. Determined to capitalize on her three degrees of separation from the famous poet (whom the film suggests she never actually met), Mabel becomes the self-appointed executor of Dickinson’s literary legacy after the poet’s death—which includes personally erasing all those “Susies” from Emily’s love poems. She also takes it upon herself to provide titles for what few of Emily’s intentionally untitled poems see print in her lifetime. (When one of these appended, spoiler-providing titles appears on her poem in the newspaper, Emily is appalled. “It’s like calling Romeo and Juliet ‘They Both Die In the End,’” she cracks.)
Despite her uneven narrative, Olnek often hits the mark, as when the sound of Mabel’s dogged erasing plays over Susan’s tender administrations at Emily’s deathbed. This eloquent shot speaks volumes.
Wild Nights With Emily
*** (out of four)
With Molly Shannon and Susan Ziegler. Written and directed by Madeleine Olnek. A Greenwich Entertainment release. Rated PG-13. 84 minutes.
Michael Sones is an expert when it comes to making wine.
The former head winemaker at Bargetto Winery now acts as consultant winemaker at prestigious producers in the industry, such as Loma Prieta Winery. Under his own label, Sones Cellars, he’s making some splendid wines, including a 2015 Petite Sirah ($28) with plenty of backbone. It won a gold medal at this year’s San Francisco Chronicle Wine Competition.
Grapes are harvested from Saveria Vineyard in the Santa Cruz Mountains “in a mild and sheltered valley … and a superb example of the effects of terroir, or unique sense of place,” says Sones. “This vineyard produces a surprisingly elegant Petite with lovely aromas followed by notes of spiced cherry.”
Sones’ Petite Sirah is a full-throttle red with rich fruit, including blackberries and blueberries. Inky-dark and bursting with big flavors, this wine goes well with barbecue. It clocks in at 14.2% alcohol.
When you go to Sones Cellars tasting room, check out his Hedgehog brand. The bottle of Hedgehog wine is endlessly refillable and very reasonably priced. Sones has garnered a hefty collection of hedgehogs … mostly brought in by wine club members.
Santa Cruz Shakespeare supporter Sones, who hails from England, also makes another wine called Sack, and donates a portion of sales to SCS. He explains that Shakespeare extolled the virtues of “sack”—a sweet white wine, nutty and darkened by exposure to air while in the barrel.
Michael and his wife Lois met at sea, and their interesting wine label depicts the bow of a ship with a female masthead holding a bunch of grapes. All she needs by her side is Dionysus.
Sones Cellars, 334-B Ingalls St., Santa Cruz. 420-1552, sonescellars.com.
Downtown Santa Cruz Wine Walk
Organized by the Downtown Association of Santa Cruz, the next Wine Walk will take place Sunday, May 12, from 3-6 p.m.. Tickets are $35 in advance and $40 day-of. Check in at Soif on Walnut Avenue and you’ll get a map of all the locations hosting wineries of the Santa Cruz Mountains. Visit downtownsantacruz.com for more info.
I recently returned from an extended trip to Italy to celebrate the beginning of a new decade of life, and I can report that—even more than pasta and pizza—Italians love sweets. Eating gelato multiple times a day is a cultural norm.
In Sicily, we never let an afternoon go by without snacking on a canolo alongside an espresso. On weekend mornings, piazza tables in Catania are dotted with huge bowls of colorful granita, an icy, gelato-like confection that Sicilians have for breakfast if the weather is warm—and it’s always warm.
Our sweet tooth did not abate when we returned to Santa Cruz, so we’ve been spending afternoons at the Penny Ice Creamery on Cedar Street. While sampling their daily lineup of seasonal, locally sourced flavors, I remembered that the Penny has an advantage over Italy, and that is toasted marshmallow fluff.
For years, I was too distracted by the novelty of the hand-churned ice creams to take much interest in the Penny’s list of toppings. This was a mistake. It wasn’t until a fateful evening out with a handsome Santa Cruz native who ordered some for my cone that I tried it for the first time. Reader, I am marrying that man.
If you’ve never had it before, here’s what you can expect. After choosing your flavor of ice cream (they won’t bat an eye if you sample all nine flavors first), the server will spoon the crisp white meringue topping over your cone. Then, they’ll whip out a blow torch and dramatically toast the top to golden campfire perfection. As you bite in, the contrast of soft, warm fluff giving way to cold ice cream is the most delightful juxtaposition.
Does adding more dessert to your dessert feel a little indulgent? Yes. Do we all deserve a decadent treat occasionally? Also yes. And if I learned anything from my time in Italy, it’s that eating ice cream is an integral part of living la dolce vita—the sweet life.
If I had to guess, I’d put the number of stories about yoga that have been run in GT over the years somewhere between 84 and 1 million. The fact that it’s undoubtedly closer to the higher estimate speaks to just how big a part of the Santa Cruz community yoga has become.
But despite all those yoga stories, I’ve never seen one like Steve Kettmann’s cover piece this week. There’s the obvious eyebrow-raising concept of yoga being paired with political action, sure, but I also think there’s a deeper difference. All of the stories we’ve run celebrated yoga as an exercise or meditation or some other aspect of what it is. But this is the first one I can remember that actually questioned what yoga should be. Can it only be an inward-looking experience that brings enrichment to an individual? Or does it have the potential to inspire action that enriches the larger community? It’s an interesting question that I hadn’t thought about before, but reading what the practitioners Kettmann spoke to had to say about it gave me an entirely new perspective on the possibilities. And that seems right in line with the principles of yoga. It’s easy to forget that the practice is not just about body postures; this article is a great reminder.
During an interview with Wallace Baine for Good Times, I made a statement that I want to clarify.
In speaking about the grassroots involvement in the 2018 election to swing the House of Representatives, I stated that the grassroots efforts to swing seats happened in some cases despite what I referenced as “the Party.” I realize now that even though I was making a very specific reference, this didn’t come across in my quote and I would like to clarify.
When I made the reference to “the Party,” I was making reference to the Democratic Congressional Campaign Committee (DCCC), and not the local chapter of the Democratic Party, the Santa Cruz County Democratic Central Committee.
I apologize for my lack of clarity on this, and I can understand how this might have been incorrectly interpreted.
Santa Cruz Indivisible has worked with both the Santa Cruz County Democratic Central Committee, as well as some of its constituent Democratic Party clubs in the area, and we have had productive and positive experiences in doing so. The Democratic and progressive community in Santa Cruz has a very rich and long history of doing great work, and as newcomers, we have great respect for the past and current work being done by so many dedicated individuals. Many of us in Santa Cruz Indivisible are proud Democrats, and we hope to continue to participate as an additional resource and voice in the community. We will continue to support the overall efforts of Democratic Party and progressive groups in the area.
Together, the grassroots and the national and local Democratic Party groups worked towards the same goals to flip the House of Representatives, and thankfully we were all successful in doing so. Hopefully, we can further our combined success into 2020.
Carson Kelly | Santa Cruz Indivisible
Re: Housing Prices
Jacob Pierce, please do not recite the falsehood that building luxury (aka “market-rate”) condos will lead to more affordability. This notion is a classic form of trickle-down aka “voodoo” economics, which has never been true and never will be.
In some cases, building luxury condos has no impact on the local market. But in many cases, it has a negative impact because whenever it happens in a less-desirable neighborhood, it leads to an increase in rents for neighbors as speculation and luxury demand rises.
If the city and county wanted housing more affordable, they would ban all Airbnb and vacation rentals and only allow luxury housing to be built in the most expensive neighborhoods. They would also need to follow the lead of Vancouver and impose high taxes on any foreigner seeking to buy property here. Lastly, they’d need to use the money raised to buy up many of the more affordable apartments and old homes, including unpermitted conversions, and establish them as permanent public housing.
Last but not least, our local leaders need to organize with other state and federal-level politicians to put an end to the government pumping so much research and contract money into West Coast colleges and tech companies (what created and still nourishes Silicon Valley). Any civilized country that doesn’t relish inequality would be investing in struggling metropolitan areas, not in the pricey ones.
— Tommy
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GOOD IDEA
This weekend, more than 100 youth will dress up and attend a night of celebration free of discrimination against sexual orientation or gender identity. The Diversity Center’s Youth Program will host an LGBTQ+ prom for high school students throughout Santa Cruz County on Friday, May 3, in the First Christian Church gymnasium at 15 Madison St., Watsonville. There will be a suggested $5 donation at the door. For more information, contact Ashlyn Adams at 425-5422 x104 or yo***@di*************.org.
GOOD WORK
The Lift Line Paratransit Dial-A-Ride Program, operated by Community Bridges, announced that it’s replacing two gas-powered shuttles with 16-seat electric shuttles equipped with wheelchair lifts, thanks to funding from California Climate Investments. Watsonville gets special priority for some environmental funding because two of its census tracts are listed as “disadvantaged communities” by the state due to health struggles in the area. The new shuttles can drive an average of 60-100 miles without needing a charge.
QUOTE OF THE WEEK
“Travel light, live light, spread the light, be the light.”
Something’s fishy at the Food Lounge. Join the Santa Cruz-Monterey Bay chapter of the American Fisheries Society at the third-annual Fish Tales storytelling event centered around our glorious gilled friends. The event will feature local writers, artists and storytellers, plus local sustainable seafood from Ocean2Table, food trucks, beer and wine, and a series of stellar short stories.
INFO: 6:30 p.m. Friday, May 3. Santa Cruz Food Lounge, 1001 Center St. #1, Santa Cruz. scfoodlounge.com. Free.
Art Seen
J.S. Bach’s ‘Coffee Cantata’
Come caffeinated to this coffee-oriented classical concert (say that three times fast). Though coffee’s popularity in Europe was only a few decades old in the 1730s, it had already become a focal point for an egalitarian, intellectual and arts-minded subculture. Zimmerman’s coffee house in Leipzig provided a venue where J.S. Bach could let down his, uh, curly wig, and present works of music for fun. The Coffee Cantata tells the story of a coffee-loving daughter, Liesgen, and her disapproving father. Complete with fittingly zippy melodies, the concert is equal parts playful composition and humorous story.
INFO: 7:30 p.m. Saturday, May 4. UCSC Recital Hall, 402 McHenry Rd., Santa Cruz. 459-2292.
Sunday 5/5
Second-Annual ‘Mustangs on the Wharf’ Show
National Mustang day may have passed (yes, that’s a thing), but the Santa Cruz Mustang Club isn’t ready to slow down just yet. Over 100 of the Bay Area’s finest ponies are coming to Santa Cruz to show anyone and everyone what’s under the hood. There will also be an Eagles Tribute Band, the Lyin’ I’s, and a Mustang scavenger hunt. Proceeds benefit the O’Neill Sea Odyssey.
Hiding in plain sight among the storage units and local business supply warehouses, 13 artists work behind closed doors. They can’t wait until the Santa Cruz County Open Studios in October to show off what they have been working on, so 11 of them are opening their spaces to the public for one weekend in May. Artists include abstract painter Jean Sheckler Beebe, Alex Michael Wong of Santa Cruz Skate Art, plus Chris and Paige Curtis of Alibi Interiors. While some of their work is recognizable, others may be new.
Featuring works from all disciplines taught at the Cabrillo College Art and Photography Departments, this show will include a sampling of painting, drawing, printmaking, ceramics, jewelry, photography, video, and more. Although just a handful of what is produced by students is exhibited, the presented work is an excellent cross-section of the ample student talent at Cabrillo.
INFO: Show open 9 a.m.-4 p.m. Monday-Friday from May 1-17. Cabrillo Gallery, 6500 Soquel Drive, Aptos. 479-6308, cabrillo.edu/services/artgallery. Free.
Here’s one thing about yoga that keeps jumping out at me: It’s the last thing any of us could imagine Donald Trump ever attempting. A look within? That would scare the bejesus out of him. Seriously, the thought hits me all the time as I’m doing my best to move like seaweed in the current, rocking from cat to cow, cat to cow. I empty my mind and—Shazam!—there’s that Big-Brother-with-a-comb-over sourpuss face staring back at me.
Back in the last months before Trump, my older daughter Coco, then a toddler, was in the daycare room at Luma Yoga on Center Street in Santa Cruz, our regular yoga place. Coco came running out of the daycare room, and was soon pounding on the huge sliding wood door to the main yoga studio. Inside, Luma co-founder Valerie Moselle, just winding down a class, turned the disruption into a kind of teaching moment.
“Focus on your breathing,” she told the group inside. “Forgive that interruption.”
Everyone did their best not to feel annoyed by Coco’s pounding on the door.
“And forgive Donald Trump,” Valerie added.
It was an unexpected thing to say, but a great way to get people thinking.
“When a child is acting out, it’s easy to forgive, because they are a child,” Moselle says now, recalling that day. “I remember in those weeks I was becoming active, and bringing some of the politics into my yoga class, inviting us to grapple with difficult feelings and consider how those feelings might motivate us into positive action. On the one hand, we can’t control what is happening. We can only be present. On the other hand, we have agency to act in the world. The question is: How? And: With what kind of motivation? Do we act from a place of hate, anger or fear? Or can we work from a place of understanding our anger, hate and fear, couching that in favor of compassion and forgiveness, while still taking appropriate action against injustice?”
It’s a hard one. We have to try forgiving, or risk forever churning in a vat of corrosive acid, and yet, we can never escape the Mobius Strip. Trump’s America is an alarm bell endlessly ding-ding-dinging. What good does it do to spend an hour on your breathing, all building up to that floating-off-the-ground feeling that kicks in at the end, if minutes after exiting a yoga class news of some new outrage jolts the blood pressure, and a wave of fresh anger obliterates any and all feeling of calm? For perspective, I turned to UC Berkeley psychology professor Dacher Keltner, co-director of the Greater Good Science Center.
“I think there are two possibilities that flow out of the yogic tradition and East Asian thought,” says Keltner, a yoga practitioner for four decades. “One is the promising interpretation, which is that yoga, like the great contemplative traditions, allows you to listen to your mind, and in the mind are feelings of compassion and concern, and those motivate action, they prompt change and social action. The worrisome possibility is that yoga calms down the agitation and anger that we need to protest, and that has been shown empirically to lead to effective social change. The same is true for mindfulness. All these mindful retreats that I go to, are they making us too calm?”
It comes back to an uncomfortable question: What exactly is the point of yoga—and of mindfulness? Is it just to feel good? Or to feel better about ourselves? To count ourselves among the more knowing and the more tuned in? Or does the attempt at self-betterment ultimately include an element of bolstering ourselves to be stronger and more steadfast in standing for something, and in taking action?
POWER SURGE
Yoga, familiar for years but suddenly more trendy, is seeing a surge in participation. According to an Ipsos study commissioned by Yoga Journal and the Yoga Alliance, more than 36 million Americans practiced yoga in 2016, up from 20.4 million in 2012. Over that same period, the number of male yoga practitioners went from 4 million to 10 million, and yoga participation among people 50 and older more than tripled.
Yoga’s allure as practiced in the United States leans on its roots in India, an older civilization that we see as wiser and more grounded, with quotations from Mahatma Gandhi cropping up regularly. That’s cool, I’m down with Gandhi as a complex and fascinating figure, but given the India connection I always wonder why more yoga practitioners aren’t out practicing Gandhian civil disobedience and putting their lives on the line for social change? Sometimes it feels as if the energy that goes into yoga in fact diverts energy from the push for change. Is that unfair? Maybe. But it’s a question the community is facing—and it needs to come up with a better collective answer.
TEACHABLE MOMENT Luma Yoga co-founder Valerie Moselle says there’s a balance between inward reflection and outward action.
“We teach ourselves to look inward for our intuition, to learn to feel truth through the body, but modern science tells us that our power of intuition is unreliable,” Moselle tells me. “Truth is very subjective. Lies are also concrete. One of the problems of modern yoga is … there is a desire among young people to be able to surrender to the universe, like: ‘I just feel that it’s right in my heart, and I’m just going to go with that.’ Or, ‘There has to be a reason, the universe is conspiring.’ All of this takes the responsibility off ourselves for acting in a productive way in our communities.”
We can’t just feel our way through our lives, Moselle says. “Your left brain and your right brain need to work together. That’s what I’m talking about with integration. You can’t just choose to lean on one side and say, ‘It will take care of itself.’ You have to do both.”
STATE OF MINDFULNESS
I agree that clarity of mind is a precondition for taking meaningful social action, as opposed to just typing nonsense via social media or stewing in your own sense of frustration. I had my mind blown earlier this year when I had the chance to meet Congressman John Lewis at his offices on Capitol Hill. Maybe you saw Lewis, clubbed repeatedly by racists over the years, on the most recent Academy Award broadcast, talking up The Green Book. He’s a great American—our last, best link to the late Rev. Martin Luther King., Jr.
I wasn’t thinking of yoga when I went into see Lewis, but the man’s style of listening reminded me of it; it was almost a kind of meditation, his eyes gently placed on mine, an easy smile animating his friendly curiosity, and an almost eerie sense of calm and quiet, as if he were focused 100% on me and every syllable I might care to share. He talked to me about learning from his spiritual teacher the Rev. Jim Lawson, recently returned to Nashville from an extended stay in India, who in the late 1950s tutored King, Lewis and other Civil Rights leaders on nonviolent civil disobedience and other principles then espoused by Gandhi.
Later I read this in Lewis’ memoir Walking With the Wind: “I couldn’t have found a better teacher than Jim Lawson … There was something of a mystic about him, something holy, so gathered, about his manner, the way he had of leaning back in his chair and listening, really listening … We discussed and debated every aspect of Gandhi’s principles, from his concept of ahimsa—the Hindu idea of nonviolent passive resistance—to satyagraha—literally, ‘steadfastness in truth,’ a grounding foundation of nonviolent civil disobedience, of active pacifism.”
I didn’t ask Lewis about yoga. And I’ve been unable to reach the Rev. Jim Lawson, pastor emeritus at Holman United Methodist Church in Los Angeles, who is still going pretty strong at age 90, it seems, still talking about civil disobedience. “Part of my own quest for nonviolent action and struggle,” he told the Los Angeles Sentinel last year, “is to say the survival of the human family is dependent upon us moving away from hatred and fear of life to loving life and loving one another and creating a better society. And the United States must lead the way!”
I wrote a cover story for the Sunday Review section of The New York Times last summer on the Californization of U.S. politics, arguing that in countless ways California culture projected the future. “California’s raw economic power is old news,” I wrote, “What’s different, just in the past few years, is the combination of its money, population and politics. In the Trump era, the state is reinventing itself as the moral and cultural center of a new America.”
That’s why I think a new yoga of social commitment, not a radical new variation, just a shifting emphasis, will emerge with key contributions from yoga figures in Northern California like Valerie Moselle and many others.
“I’ve been seeing yoga lately as a tool for integration,” she tells me. “We live in a world where our nervous system, our bodies, our psyches are challenged in a way that we probably weren’t evolved or born to be able to handle, so we have to act fast in order to be able to keep all of those systems functioning optimally. Yoga, modern postural yoga, airs on the side of tending to the body, which is just exercise, and also, we know we need to exercise, so that’s fine. But modern postural yoga has the potential, because of some of the things that we inherit from its history and its original objectives, to integrate the nervous system and the brain.”
Ultimately, she says, self-care may not be ambitious enough. “Then also we want to add into that a layer of, ‘OK, this organism has some energy to put out into the world and impact my environment around me. But how? Where do I want to put that energy?,’” she says. “Hopefully, yoga practice would invite you to gather that energy and then also decide what you want to do with it. If what you want to do with it is just cultivate more internal organization and bliss, that’s one thing. But if what you want to do with it is actually affect change in your community, then that’s another.”
UNION RALLY
For as long as people in the U.S. have heard about the Hindu practice of yoga, a Sanskrit word that literally means “union,” the emphasis was on empowerment. The first New York Times consideration of yoga, in October 1893, prattles on in what seems to be satirical fashion about how:
“The Yoga is the science of the soul. It teaches a spiritual art which enables one to control physical forces. Through its holy sorcery you might say unto this house: ‘Be you removed into the depths of the sea,’ and it would be removed. … the power comes from meditation and concentration of the mind. One must posture in silence and abstraction. And this can best be attained, as I have said, by standing on one leg and looking at the tip of the nose. … Again there was silence, and the strain of muscles in posturing. Gradually lips that had twitched became set and eyes that had sparkled grew somber. Frivolity fled abashed, and in its stead came the anticipation and apprehension of the unknown. After all, something uncanny might happen, for was not everything—light, air, substance, existence itself—strange and fearful when seriously contemplated? … So, too, might not human actions start unreal consequences?”
It’s very helpful to read of yoga being mocked back in the 19th century. One of the problems with yoga is that it seems inevitably to encourage a smug self-absorption. As Elspeth Reeve wrote in a generally incoherent rant against yoga for The Atlantic in 2012, “People who do yoga think they’re better than you. Yoga people are the types who think it’s so great that a San Francisco yoga studio donated its used (yuck) yoga mats to Haiti to help homeless earthquake victims. They think people living in tents without running water need yoga mats.”
Actually, people living in tents with or without running water might very well be happy to have yoga mats, used or not, to sleep on, much more comfortable than sleeping on the ground. In fact, I’ve brought yoga mats on camping trips to throw down in a tent. Worked great. But the “better than you” charge carries some weight, which is why the real point of attempting to harness the power of yoga for more difference-making is to start with a different attitude. Yes, let’s thank the universe, yes, let’s mouth Sanskrit phrases we don’t really understand, and do it with an air of high purpose, but yoga doesn’t have to mean pompous or self-absorbed. It doesn’t have to mean self-congratulating.
Dacher Keltner would love to see California lead the way on a trend toward more overlap between yoga and social responsibility and social action. “I think it would be really interesting to launch a social-justice yoga studio,” he says. “You’d come in and do yoga and then it would be: Who is in need today? Afterward you could stop by and fix a faucet, or send money to help. One of the things I’m really excited about in the mindfulness world is that practitioners can teach it in places where there are yoga deserts. Figure out how to offer it. Teach yoga in prisons. Teach it to the military, as is increasingly happening. Take these tools that have been crafted for thousands of years and put them to use.”
Those are good ideas. So is thinking about the Rev. Jim Lawson and the pivotal role of churches in pushing for social change.
“Yoga is a spiritual practice,” Keltner says. “Southern churches have not shied away from political engagement. You could imagine an intentional commitment of the yoga movement where we would enable you to go out and canvass, here are some addresses, or give money or otherwise get involved. Right now, people are really hungry for alternative modes than polarization, and yoga could be a pathway to that. It might produce a different kind of discourse.”
Byron Beasley has been crashing at the camp between Highway 1 and the Ross department store on and off over the past week, after hearing about it via word of mouth. He finds the other campers friendly, the camp itself dirty and the constant drug use disturbing.
“It’s good in some ways, but it’s really depressing. There’s a constant ruckus,” Beasley says on a recent afternoon as the sun descends behind the huddle of tents.
Beasley, 27, is known around the camp as “Alabama,” after his home state. When his family kicked him out of the house back home, Beasley’s stepmother, who used to live in Santa Cruz, offered to buy him a one-way Greyhound bus ticket to the West Coast. He took her up on it.
Beasley notes that the Ross camp has just seven portable toilets and no showers. Campers can often be seen washing their faces and hair in the plastic sinks by the camp. He suggests that maybe the camp council, a group of residents who’ve managed the camp challenged the evictions, could have outside group step up and run the camp.
The status of the camp has been unclear for more than a week. After failed mediation sessions in San Jose, a federal judge ruled Monday that the city of Santa Cruz could proceed with evictions. Santa Cruz has been planning to reopen a city-run camp at 1220 River St. in May to supplement shelter options, though critics of the city’s approach have asked if the 60 tents in that camp will even come close to meeting the need. City Manager Martín Bernal wrote in a March 25 letter that the Ross camp’s overnight population was about 100, maybe less. Some activists, campers and councilmembers have pegged the true number at double that or more.
With its closure presumably around the corner, here’s a list of five things to know about the Ross camp and homelessness in Santa Cruz.
1. IT’S A SAFETY RISK
As of this past Thursday, the fire department had been called to the camp 88 times since Nov. 1. There have been three fires, including one that destroyed a tent. None have spread from one tent to the next, which is lucky, says Fire Chief Jason Hajduk, given that so many tents are squeezed tightly against one another. Many have tarps strung over them, often making it unclear where one tent ends and another begins. “The potential is great for fire to spread from one to another without interruption,” he says.
Hajduk has called the camp “a recipe for disaster,” in part because of the cooking and heating devices that campers operate in their tents, against the fire department’s advisement. Many campers have also lifted their tents onto wooden pallets, which could pose additional fire hazards, especially now that the weather’s heating up.
The pallets have also created a rat habitat. Santa Cruz County Health Officer Arnold Leff has warned that the camp could be susceptible to a disease outbreak that could spread to the community at large. In a March 9 letter, he advocated for City Council to close the camp as soon as possible.
2. IT’S HOME
Desieire Quintero, who’s lived at the Ross camp for going on half a year, says it wasn’t her idea to move in. She says she had been living in the Pogonip when a team of firefighters, park rangers and police officers came by her tent this past November and told she would have to clear out because of fire danger. She says they suggested that she try camping in the Ross camp. “I didn’t want to be out here. It was a situation that made me come out here, but I’m not ashamed,” she says.
One of the plaintiffs in the federal case against the city, Quintero says the camp has its issues, but she feels law enforcement and county health employees could better work to get involved with cleaning the camp without kicking everyone out. In the encampment, residents say they look out for one another.
“There’s some assholes here,” Quintero says. “Every barrel has a few bad apples, but the majority of people here are good people. This is the safest place you can come right now. Any woman who’s homeless can come here right now, and we’ll find a spot for them because this is the safest place for them to be.”
3. IT DOESN’T COME CHEAP
Clean-ups and day-to-day responses to homelessness can run up a big tabs.
The city of Santa Cruz has seen an increase in costs related to dealing with homelessness day-to-day over the past year, according to Finance Director Marcus Pimentel. He says the police, fire department and parks department all ran up significant costs. “The level of service—police, service, overtime—was totally unexpected,” he says.
Of course, not every dollar can be traced back to the Ross camp, but as of early April, Pimentel was projecting that the city would see a budget shortfall of $300,000-$600,000 to close out the current fiscal year, which wraps up at the end of June. That’s despite a sales tax approved nearly a year ago to boost general fund revenue.
There have been a number of overruns, many of them capital improvement projects, like improvements to West Cliff Drive, the Lifeguard Headquarters on the wharf and a restaurant at DeLaveaga Park.
Pimentel and City Manager Martín Bernal say the city will likely face a budget shortfall of more than $2 million in the next fiscal year.
The good news is that there’s now more money to go around to hopefully fund solutions in the future. This spring, the county’s Homeless Action Partnership, a coalition of nonprofit government leaders, announced the recipients of $10.6 million in funding, with allotments ranging from $1.4 million to purchase land for new facilities to $44,471 for the Smart Path to Housing and Health coordinated entry system.
4. A BETTER MODEL MAY BE IN THE WORKS
With an eye toward cost, some activists are pushing for transitional encampments that would be partly run by volunteers and campers themselves. It’s an idea that the city’s currently studying.
According to information compiled by volunteers for the nonprofit Warming Center, transitional models in Eugene and Seattle have been successful in getting campers into housing at a fraction of the cost of a more strictly managed approach, like the government-run camp that the city of Santa Cruz plans to reop at 1220 River St.
5. SANTA CRUZ IS NOT AS DIVIDED AS IT SEEMS
It often sounds like every group in Santa Cruz is miles apart on issues of homelessness. That may not be the case.
All the infighting at City Council meetings may be obscuring an almost-forgotten reality. There’s actually a significant amount of buy-in right now to tackle homelessness, making this moment potentially a very big one.
It was less than two years ago that Santa Cruz’s Homelessness Coordinating Committee came back with recommendations that were largely praised by homeless advocates at the time. And a homelessness committee made up of Mayor Martine Watkins, Vice Mayor Justin Cummings and county supervisors Ryan Coonerty and Bruce McPherson has been meeting regularly.
The Santa Cruz County Business Council even took a recent vote to weigh in on the topic. The business council’s position acknowledged that temporary shelters and encampments can be “important and perhaps necessary in specific instances,” but the council suggested that leaders prioritize collaboration, housing the homeless and building a navigation center to help the most needy access services.
The Santa Cruz Chamber of Commerce similarly supports new shelters that are more compatible with other social services.
Casey Beyer, the chamber’s CEO, is ready to see change. He says that he sees more compassion than leadership from local governments. He compares them to people who keep hitting their heads against a wall and then ask why they’re feeling unwell.
“Holistically, the community at large wants to do something to help, and they’re looking for a solution that people can get behind. I ask myself, ‘Where’s that leader?’” Beyer asks. “Can you think of a leader that wants to put their arms around homelessness and take ownership of solutions we all can support? There isn’t one.”
At the Children’s Museum of Discovery, volunteer Executive Director Patrice Keet tells me that one of the county’s “best-kept secrets” is the fact that this kid-oriented space nestled in the Capitola Mall needs money to stay alive.
The Museum of Discovery (MOD) is something of a mini-Exploratorium: interactive exhibits on science, music, art, cooking, and ecology are interspersed with games offering cognitive development perks. The nonprofit project was built from the ground up by Keet’s family. Her husband Bob, a doctor, created many of the exhibits, and her niece Bonnie is a co-founder.
The word “sustainability” often evokes ideas like climate change and composting, but MOD’s Sustainability Campaign refers to a newly launched effort to make sure the museum continues to exist.
On a recent Community Saturday, a free admission day courtesy of a sponsor, parents of young children expressed appreciation for the space. “It’s such a unique experience. It serves a need unlike anything else in town,” says Chris Sheehy, an Aptos father of two. “You can lose track of your kid for three minutes and not freak out.”
“We love it. It’s a great place for Santa Cruz to have,” adds Emily Calmette of Aptos, visiting with her husband, Ray, and their almost-2-year-old.
“Her grandmother brings her,” Ray says of the couple’s daughter. “She loves the pizza-making oven.” A tiny Pizza My Heart parlor is set up near the front of the museum, featuring mini booths and supplies for imaginative pizza-making play.
As a relatively new mom and full-time writer, I can see the merits. I’m writing this at one of the museum’s parent benches, after I unleashed my little ones in the museum’s fenced-in toddler zone.
“Even with all the traffic and business, donors are needed,” Keet explains from her seat in the classroom, the shelves behind her stocked with art supplies. Kids’ paintings and collages line the walls. The campaign’s goals are to bring in bigger donors and raise capital for a full-time executive director, and a donor has pledged a $25,000 matching grant. Keet estimates that two-thirds of visitors are members (memberships pricing is tiered, with annual fees from $60-$250), and walk-ins round out the crowd.
When MOD first opened four-and-a-half years ago, Keet, who has a Montessori degree and four grandchildren, was moving on from her full-time career as a family therapist. The Museum of Discovery, she says, fulfills her vision for “enriching multigenerational opportunities.”
The small team tested exhibits from a “mobile museum” in their cars. Keet, who is originally from the Adirondacks and has lived in Santa Cruz for more than 40 years, spent a lot of time seeking an ideal location. She settled on a space in the mall for its accessibility in the center of the county. She and her family built the MOD with grants and persistence.
Today, the museum features “all the wonders of Santa Cruz County,” Keet says. “Agriculture, technology, the redwoods, the ocean—our focus is local.” Keet also brought in former MAH resident artist and founder of the nonprofit Puppetry Institute Ricki Vincent to offer puppetry workshops. Lead teacher Katie Knight holds infant and toddler classes designed by an early childhood education professor at Cabrillo. “‘Rolling motion’ was our theme for April,” Knight says at the front desk. “May is ‘light and shadow,’ so toys and cognitive activities will go around that. We give handouts about the developmental aspects of each activity.”
MOD also sponsors memberships for low-income families. Keet says she doesn’t want any child to look through the windows without being able to enter. Capitola-based attorney Edward W. Newman provides a grant for such memberships. “I was enthusiastic because access to MOD is a great advantage for any child, and should not be denied for economic reasons,” Newman told GT in an email. “We have helped about 150 families enjoy memberships each of the last three years. For us, it is about helping make a level playing field.”
As the museum prepares to move onto its next stage, Keet, too, begins a new chapter: she will focus on writing a memoir on her experience as a foster parent. MOD will send her off with an adults-only extravaganza on June 8, a casino-riverboat-themed fundraiser featuring food and drink, aerial artists and a silent auction, with proceeds benefiting the museum.
Keet has loved watching children grow up. “We meet pregnant moms, and then their kids are running around the museum. People meet here and form playgroups,” she says. “It’s serendipitous, a place to make friends. New parenthood can be isolating.”
When Keet retires, Rhiannon Crain will step into the role of interim director, a move she is delighted to make after serving on the MOD board for six years.
“It has been a pleasure to watch the museum unfold from just an idea to a true community-built entity with a real focus on kids,” says Crain.
For more information on the Museum of Discovery, visit sccmod.org.