“I was working in the bar and someone left their sunglasses at a table, so I ran to find them, but they were gone. $275 Prada sunglasses.”
Preston Dillon
Santa Cruz
Bartender
“Great Woods Massachusetts, at a Phish show. A quartz crystal bigger than my hand, in a port-a-potty.”
Austin Carlson
Santa Cruz
Pest Control Manager
“A megalodon tooth in the sand hills by Scotts Valley. ”
Sebastian Manjon Cubero
Santa Cruz
Founder/Owner of Vida Juice
“One time while running through Henry Cowell, I came across a half an ounce of weed, and I stopped my run and I smoked it.”
Emily Blakeselee
Santa Cruz
Nanny
“When I was a kid my friend lived next to an abandoned farm, and we were digging around and I found a tiny antique tin salt shaker buried in the ground, and I still have it.”
If you can imagine a cabaret band where the members all moonlight as film score composers, then you might begin to get an idea of the truly unique influences that go into creating the music of DeVotchka.
The Denver band originally started as a backing band for a burlesque troupe; as they broke out on their own, they started getting interest from filmmakers who liked their sound. (You can hear their music in Little Miss Sunshine and Everything Is Illuminated.) It’s larger-than-life and theatrical, with musical influences from Latin America to Eastern Europe. The group just released its newest album, The Night Falls Forever, last month.
ViDA Juice founder Sebastian Cubero is taking a different approach to the fermentation craze with Jun, a sister tonic to kombucha that’s made up of green tea and raw honey instead of black tea and cane sugar—the typical ingredients used in kombucha. It’s milder and less acidic than kombucha, while still using a similar fermentation methods.
Cubero was born in Costa Rica, graduated from Le Cordon Bleu Culinary Academy, and worked as a traveling chef for 10 years before starting ViDA Juice Inc. California native and co-founder Carrie Clark has always been rooted in holistic nutrition, and joined Cubero to promote a healthier lifestyle and well-being. Until last week, ViDA juice only offered spirulina, turmeric and dragon fruit flavors of Jun tonics in local breweries and stores. Now they have added spicy hibiscus “classic” flavors to the family, and will publicly release a rose-flavored tonic soon. The ViDA family is also expanding into more breweries, including Sante Adairius, Lupulo and Beer Thirty.
What inspired the latest flavors?
SEBASTIAN MANJON: I always wanted the classic flavor, that’s what I started homebrewing. It’s where it all came from. The classic brew is my personal favorite, because it showcases the green tea and honey, and also the maker and crafter behind it. It’s the most transparent of all of the flavors; you can taste what goes into it. We also get a lot of feedback from the farmers market, we have new flavors and do a trial run to see what people like. We noticed that people love a little bit of heat in their drink, it’s cleansing and stimulating, so that’s what inspired the spicy hibiscus.
Why brew Jun?
Jun itself is kind of considered the champagne of the probiotic industry. It’s like a champagne versus a white wine—you are dealing with a few more variables in brewing Jun versus kombucha, plus it has a more elegant taste and is lighter. It’s harder to brew, more delicate and there’s a bit more craft in it. A lot of the kombucha companies you see on the shelf are very flavor packed and taste, like a Jolly Rancher versus tea. So we are trying to go where your palate is looking for the flavors rather than the flavors smacking you in the face.
View full listings of events and stores carrying ViDA Juice at vidajuicery.com.
San Lorenzo Valley High vs. Santa Cruz High scrimmage, Aug. 17:
Scotts Valley quarterback Kyle Rajala stands five yards back from the line of scrimmage, his offensive team lined up in shotgun formation. He catches the snap and immediately scans the field for an open receiver as his teammates sprint downfield, while a pocket of swarming defensive linemen collapses quickly around him.
Rajala spins right and sees an opening, a gap between the linemen wide enough to drive a semi through. He starts sprinting forward, then hesitates. The hole disappears. Rajala backpedals, spinning again—this time rolling to his left, with practically a third of the Santa Cruz High defense within arm’s reach, eager to bring him to the ground or at least chase him out of bounds. Moments before Rajala reaches the sideline, he sees what he’s looking for: an open man.
Tight end Will Schwartz is sprinting toward the end zone. Rajala launches a high-arching pass about a yard beyond Schwartz, who leaps into the air before making the catch and sliding to the artificial turf on the three-yard line, skidding forward as his body kicks up the rubbery pellets that fill the green Cabrillo College field.
The awe-inspiring catch from the high school senior brings an odd, bittersweet sense of relief to the crowd. Just a short time earlier, the entire scrimmage came to a halt when the Falcons’ Elias Avalos went down with a broken femur, stopping play for 15 minutes, while both teams waited for the offensive tackle, who eventually got wheeled off the field on a stretcher.
But it brings chills to sports super fan Jennifer Lang, a mom who’s standing just beyond the end zone a few yards away. Jennifer is here tonight at this August pre-season jamboree to watch one of her three kids—CJ, a San Lorenzo Valley High senior—play. Jennifer is a lifelong football fan who proudly rooted for the Wolverine during her time at the University of Michigan. As much as she loves to see that her kids have taken to the sport, she says it’s impossible not to watch a little differently as a parent. She would hate to see one of her kids get hurt, and she feels for Avalos and his family.
Before his senior season ever got properly underway, high school football is now over for Avalos, a two-way player who also played defensive end and was the team’s defensive player two seasons running. The Falcons felt his absence immediately, but the tinges of pain run deeper than that. “I feel more bad for him than I do for the football team,” Scotts Valley Head Coach Louie Walters later tells me.
Media coverage in recent years has put football injuries under a microscope, less for broken bones than for concussions and the degenerative neurological disease Chronic Traumatic Encephalopathy (CTE), which some researchers have linked to the sport.
San Lorenzo Valley blazed a new trail nearly three years ago, when it unveiled new cushioned caps covering its team’s football helmets, designed to limit the impact from blows to the head. This year, however, few of the Cougars are wearing them.
On this chilly August night at Cabrillo, Jennifer Lang turns to her husband Steve to ask him why most players, their son CJ included, stopped wearing their caps. “Family’s choice,” Steve tells her, meaning it’s up to each player and his family.
“Well, why isn’t he wearing his then?” Jennifer screams in only half-joking exasperation. “They’re just like high school girls,” she turns to me and says, grinning and shaking her head. “They want to look good out there.”
A few players on other local teams from around the area are now wearing those same impact-reducing caps, but not many. Jennifer suggests that it may have been easier for SLV to fully embrace the cushioned helmets long-term if the trend had spread countywide, although Head Coach Dave Poetzinger tells me the recent change was based on his “conversations with parents” and had nothing to do with aesthetics. In any case, Jennifer admits to sometimes wondering how much of a difference the caps really made in the first place, as she could often hear the impact of colliding helmets from the stands anyway.
Most local high school coaches have seen participation in their football programs drop in recent years—a shift they generally attribute to concern about injuries, although the coaches themselves seem to believe the fears are overblown.
Last year, participation in high school football dropped for the second straight season nationally—and for the third straight season in California, where it fell 6 percent from 2015 to 2017—while participation in high school sports climbed overall. Football remains far and away the most popular high school sport around, with more than 1 million participants nationwide, 97,000 of them in California. Football’s existential crisis extends to the NFL and college level; viewership is dropping for both, although no one can agree on the reasons.
CJ, SLV’s strong safety, says his own general well-being does cross his mind, but that he hasn’t gotten a concussion. He relishes practice time with his teammates, including the offseason workouts, for which he gladly woke up at 6 a.m. each of the past three winters to stay in shape.
“We’re like a brotherhood,” CJ says. “We care for each other, play for each other.”
ROLL PLAYER Soquel High coach Dwight Lowery, who spent nine seasons in the NFL, plays the part of quarterback for a Knights recent practice. PHOTO: KEANA PARKER
Soquel High vs. San Lorenzo High, Aug. 17 scrimmage:
One of Soquel High School’s star receivers is jogging back to his sideline, shortly after bringing in a catch for what nearly counted as a touchdown—were it not for him narrowly stepping out of bounds.
Three members of the opposing San Lorenzo Valley secondary jaw with the receiver as he jogs away, and he starts snapping back at them. A whistle blows. While a nearby official starts reaching for a yellow flag at his belt, the receiver gives a forceful tap to the nearest defensive back on his helmet facemask. The defender retaliates, hitting back a little harder before the receiver suddenly tackles his opponent, and a swarm of angry football players sprint into a mountainous dog pile, with athletes from the sidelines jumping in from every direction, as officials start blowing rapid-fire whistles and running over to stop the fight.
After the refs and coaches break up the brawl, the San Lorenzo Valley Cougars walk to the far sideline, while the Soquel Knights walk to their end zone, where newly hired coach Dwight Lowery proceeds to yell at them. The players, circled around him, slowly unclip their chin straps, take off their helmets and hang their heads. There are a couple minutes left on the Cabrillo scoreboard overhead, but there’s no point in finishing this final preseason match.
Both teams walk to their respective buses.
“It’s embarrassing,” Lowery later tells me, recapping his remarks to the team that evening’s Cabrillo jamboree. “If you’re gonna fight somebody, fight ’em between the whistle. This is the only game you can play where it’s literally organized violence, and you won’t go to jail when it’s whistle to whistle. So why is it that, when the whistle’s blown, you want to fight somebody? It doesn’t make sense to me. You’re throwin’ a punch at a guy that has a helmet on. If you throw the punch hard enough and break your hand, was that punch worth it?”
San Lorenzo Valley Head Coach Dave Poetzinger feels similarly embarrassed by what transpired.
“When we set foot on the field, we say ‘no personal fouls.’ And the same basic principles go for life, too. We play the game with intensity and with respect,” says Poetzinger, who asks me not to use any of the players’ names involved and assures me they have been disciplined. “I hope we grow from it and move on.”
Lowery, Soquel’s newly hired head coach, went to Soquel himself—graduating in 2004 after dominating as a defensive back and running back who once scored seven touchdowns in one game. He then went on to play for Cabrillo College, San Jose State and eventually the NFL, where he spent nine seasons as a free safety. Lowery’s a self-described “nerd” who says he had to grow up too fast as a kid, and he still nurtures his inner child. Along with a game ball from his time with the New York Jets, the decorations in his office include Star Wars figurines and comic book memorabilia.
Lowery says his Soquel Knights need to learn structure, both on the football field and off of it. The values he believes he’s instilling—showing up on time, following instructions, staying focused, teamwork—apply to every other avenue of life, he says. No other sport, he argues, requires so much buy-in and communication from so many individuals on a team for the group to be successful.
Soquel’s squad, he adds, has been in need of a culture change. Lowery was upset, for example, when he learned that some of his players had gone running through a girls’ volleyball practice half-naked. “I’ve had to punish these guys hard—because if not, it’s never gonna change, unless I start kicking guys off the football team. And right now, we don’t got enough guys to be doing that type of stuff,” Lowery says. “You either learn, or you kick yourself off the team.”
For all of the attention in football given to being disciplined, many of the sport’s headlines at the national level are gobbled up by a U.S. leader weak on self-control and big on running his mouth. Last season, President Donald Trump began attacking NFL players for kneeling instead of standing during pre-game national anthems. The players were protesting incidents of police brutality and shootings of black Americans. Trump has suggested that any player who chose not to stand was a “son of a bitch” that should be “fired.”
Many pundits and NFL players have fumed at Trump’s words over the past year. But local players and coaches at the high school level say they aren’t ruffled by the president’s comments. But that doesn’t mean that those comments have gone unnoticed.
“We’re Santa Cruz County, so with some of the stuff Trump does and says, you don’t have to be a football coach to wonder why things are the way they are,” Poetzinger says.
At the national level, Brendon Ayanbadejo, a Santa Cruz High grad who went on to have a 10-year career in the NFL, has watched with pride as professional football players have grown more social justice-oriented. When he got criticized for supporting Maryland’s gay marriage ballot measure in 2012, he worried that he actually might get fired. Things are different now, he says, and if he were playing today, he would definitely be participating in the protests.
“The national anthem is near and dear to me, but so is the Constitution,” says Ayanbadejo, who took his message about LGBT rights to the highest level when his Baltimore Ravens won the Super Bowl in 2013, Ayanbadejo’s final season.
Leaning back into the couch in his office, Lowery says he isn’t sure whether or not he would be participating in the anthem protests were he still playing in the NFL this season.
“I understand both sides of the argument,” Lowery explains, as Soquel Athletic Director Stu Walters opens the door, walking into the office to sit down next to the new coach on the couch.
“I think the bottom line is we all need to stop being assholes,” Lowery continues, “whether it’s not supporting the country, or whether it’s injustice. Just try not to be an asshole.”
“That’s our motto,” Walters says, leaning forward into the conversation with a smile. “Don’t be a dick.”
DOWN IN FRONT Cheerleaders rally the crowd at a recent Aptos High football game. PHOTO: KEANA PARKER
Monte Vista Christian vs. Aptos High, Sept. 7:
It’s Aptos’ first offensive play against Monte Vista, and quarterback Hunter Matys is lined up under center.
After the snap, Matys brings the ball toward the belly of fullback Josh Powell, who’s running full-steam ahead for a possible handoff. But as Matys swivels his head around, he reads the defense charging toward them and opts to keep the ball instead, running around Powell, who bulldozes ahead into the nearest defensive end several inches taller than him for a hard-nosed block.
Matys turns the corner and starts sprinting down the sideline, past linebackers who try to cut him off. He has one man to beat, speedy Monte Vista outside linebacker Daniel Brierley, who angles down field a little behind the quarterback. Once Brierley reaches the 10-yard line, he lunges forward at Matys’ striding legs to bring him down just shy of the goal line and prevent the touchdown.
Two days before what would become a 35-0 win over Monte Vista, the Aptos Mariners are gathered for a 7 p.m. practice on their home turf, Trent Dilfer Memorial Stadium—named for their alma mater quarterback, who would go on to win a Super Bowl with the 2000 Ravens.
A dome-like marine layer hangs overhead, and by the time 7 p.m. rolls around, the practice is well underway, as the whole team has shown up early. Center Hayden Mennie has been leading offensive line drills with guard Josh Sousa-Jimenez. Coach Randy Blankenship refers to these two seniors as his “coaches on the field.” Along with their fellow linemen, these “soldiers,” as Blankenship also calls them, have been opening up big holes for Matys, Powell and running back Marcos Reyes, who went on to break the school’s all-time rushing record Friday night. The undefeated Mariners have squashed their opponents 146-27 over their first three games, and the offense hasn’t punted much, thanks largely to a smart offensive line, anchored by Minnie and Sousa-Jimenez, that pushes defenses downfield.
When it comes to injuries, no-nonsense Minnie has a special technique. “I don’t think about injuries,” he says, catching his breath in between reps at practice.
Aptos’ program is going strong, with 46 players on its varsity team. Unlike some schools, Aptos still has enough players for its own freshman team, in addition to a junior varsity one. Blankenship believes participation has dropped more generally across the region because “we’ve got a lot of soft people in California.”
Over the past 15 years, researchers, many of them at Boston University, have studied the neurodegenerative CTE, which is caused by repeated hits to the head, as well as its link to football. It’s difficult to get a clear look at how widespread the problem is, as the condition can only be diagnosed via an autopsy, during which a doctor runs brain scans and dissects the tissue. Among CTE’s symptoms are memory loss, suicidal thoughts and personality and mood changes.
Diagnosed players include former San Diego Chargers linebacker Junior Seau, who shot himself in the chest at age 43, and former New England Patriots tight end Aaron Hernandez, who hung himself at 27, while serving a life sentence for murder. According to a Boston University report released last summer, experts found that the brains of 110 out of 111 former players tested did, in fact, have the disease—as did 48 of 53 college players and three out of 14 high school players.
Football coaches are quick to note the inherent risks of other sports. Blankenship says that, instead of football, people should be pointing fingers at soccer for its risk of concussions. A report found that girls’ soccer had the highest per capita rate of concussions in the country. And SLV’s water polo team, Poetzinger tells me, had more concussions last year than its football team.
But the truth is that concussions aren’t really the problem, at least not when it comes to CTE.
Chris Nowinski, co-founding CEO of the Concussion Legacy Foundation, says that what has become clear in recent years is that the only thing that’s been linked to the disease is the number of total hits. “They’re looking at the wrong question,” Nowinski says of coaches raising such issues. “The question is, ‘Did you play 10 years of football, and take 10,000 hits to the head?’”
Nonetheless, Nowinski, a former WWE wrestler who played defensive tackle at Harvard, says that anyone playing four years of high school football will almost certainly be fine. “It doesn’t mean their risk is zero. The best guidance we can give is to limit the amount of years you play,” he says.
High school football, particularly here in California, may be safer than ever. The California Interscholastic Federation (CIF) has cut down full-contact practice to two days a week for no more than 45 minutes per day. Coaches have changed the way they teach fundamentals in order to reduce helmet-to-helmet contact. Under an increasingly strict rule book, officials are also flagging players for reckless in-game hits.
Ayanbadejo, who graduated from Santa Cruz High in 1994, says he wonders pretty much every day if he’ll eventually develop CTE. He says he’s already had five of his friends either die or develop amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), which some experts believe could also have a football connection.
“I would hit people on the football field, and I would think to myself, ‘There’s no way this isn’t gonna affect me later on in life, but at this juncture, there isn’t any data that says that it’s going to,’” Ayanbadejo remembers. “Later on, we learned that the NFL was withholding information on what really happens—not just from concussions, but from repetitive hits to the head. It definitely changed the way I played, hopefully not too late for me.”
When scanning national headlines, it sometimes seems like in between toxic political arguments and questions about player safety, the entire sport of football has become oddly tainted. And yet, when Aptos High’s Friday night lights come on, no one is fighting about the validity of nonviolent protests or starting arguments on Twitter. In high school—where the levels of discourse and safety are much different than the NFL—football appears—on the surface, at least—largely free of the ills that have left an increasingly bad taste in the mouths of many football fans.
Even the collegiate level hasn’t been immune to controversy. The biggest university football programs in the country, like Alabama and Ohio State, rake in tens of millions of dollars annually from their teams, and that dynamic has opened an often ugly debate about whether or not the NCAA should loosen regulations that currently forbid schools from paying student athletes.
But again, that issue doesn’t affect high school football.
“We’re pretty pure in that way,” Poetzinger says.
Poetzinger, also an English teacher, stresses that it’s possible to have a winless season and still have great success stories. With declining participation, he worries about some of the kids who might have decided to suit up several years ago, but now decide against it. “I see kids that aren’t involved, and they’re falling off the map,” he says.
Santa Cruz High School senior Alonzo Rodriguez relishes the opportunity to make hard blocks and tackles as an outlet for his aggressive energy, which he apparently has plenty of. A fullback built with the frame of a wild boar on deceptively quick legs, he did try other sports as a kid, but they never held his interest. Rodriguez says that he once fouled out of a basketball game in less than a minute of playing time, accruing five fouls in just 48 seconds.
“Football helps me be more Zen, more at peace,” he tells me minutes before a Thursday afternoon practice gets underway at Santa Cruz High.
On the following night, a special rivalry match plays out on Santa Cruz High’s field. For four straight seasons, Santa Cruz was the winner of the annual “stump game” against Soquel High. This year, though, Coach Lowery’s Knights pull off a 20-13 win with a strong come-from-behind second-half performance against the Cardinals—good for a 3-0 start to their season, their first in years.
After the final buzzer sounds, exuberant Soquel players high-five in the middle of Santa Cruz High’s field and scream into the heavens. They pass around the game’s trophy—a stump-like slab of redwood with each school’s logos painted on. The Knights players feel grains in the wood, while parents take out their phones to snap pictures. Every player gets a photograph with this piece of county history. Friends swarm the field to congratulate the strong-willed Lowery, who is all smiles for the moment.
Jumping up and down, senior Zeke Thomas starts a chant of “We’ve got the stump!” to the tune of Parliament’s “Give Up the Funk.”
Thomas, who stiff-armed a cornerback for the game’s final touchdown, praises the sense of structure that Lowery has brought to Soquel, calling him the “coach of year.”
“All this hard work!” Thomas yells. “He told us that as long as we put in the work, it’ll pay off.”
In Division
For the second straight year, California Interscholastic Federation (CIF) has shaken up the local football divisions. This year, all of the Monterey Bay high school teams are in a new Pacific Coast Athletic League (PCAL), which has been divided into four sections. The downside of the new approach, explains Santa Cruz High Coach Jesse “Bubba” Trumbull, is that teams have to travel farther for league matches, and they don’t have many rivals in their own divisions. The upside, at least in theory, is parity.
Trumbull says he does like the “concept of an equity league, where you’re playing teams that should be close to your same student population and turnout for the sport.”
“If the divisions are only based on geographics, there’s gonna be haves and have-nots in one small area,” he adds.
That’s the scenario that the new setup is attempting to avoid. Each division has seven teams. Dominant Aptos High (3-0) is grouped in with other Monterey Bay powerhouses that are similarly competitive to form PCAL’s Gabilan Division. Divisional games won’t start for another couple weeks, but the Mariners have set the goal of winning the league title.
The next level under Gabilan, the Mission Division, has three county teams—Watsonville (3-0), Scotts Valley (2-1) and Monte Vista Christian (0-3). Watsonville and Scotts Valley have shown the ability to wear opponents down with their strong power running games. Monte Vista has its own bag of tricks under new head coach Jubenal Rodriguez that could win some big games, once the Mustangs’ rough early-season schedule calms down.
After that, the Cypress Division is the new home of San Lorenzo Valley (2-1), St. Francis (2-1) and the Santa Cruz Cardinals (0-3), who are still winless, in spite of some fun-to-watch skilled players and an intriguing spread offense tailored to the abilities of quarterback Dillon Danner. Two of their losses have been to Scotts Valley and Watsonville, both teams that are in the higher tier.
The fourth division, Santa Lucia, has three county teams, Soquel (3-0), Harbor (0-2) and Pajaro Valley (0-3). Some wins this season could move those teams back up again, and given the fluidity in recent years, there could soon be whispers of further tweaking—if not reinventing—the setup the whole set up again, anyway.
The concentric circle of dark green semicolons covering Carleen Neuman’s left wrist has become a source of pride and a symbol of resiliency. Each of the six punctuation marks represent a time when she could have chosen to end her life, but didn’t.
Neuman’s intricate tattoo covers up a long series of deep, jagged scars that evidence a lifetime of razor blade cutting and burning. It provides a daily reminder that her story isn’t over yet—and that she should tell it.
“There’s a lot not right with the mental health system in Santa Cruz,” Neuman says. “Second Story was the one thing that worked. If it weren’t for my three stays at Second Story, I’d probably be dead. My story would be over.”
The news that Second Story Peer Run Respite House—Santa Cruz’s only alternative to inpatient psychiatric hospitalization—is closing its doors at the end of November is hitting guests like Neuman, as well as the program’s 14 staffers and other members of the mental health community, extremely hard.
“The funding for Second Story is no longer available,” Santa Cruz County Mental Health Director Erik Riera wrote to county staff in an Aug. 23 email. “The decision to close Second Story was very difficult for me as the county behavioral health director, as we have been very invested in building and expanding peer services in our community”
Many leaders in Santa Cruz County’s mental health system are angry about the decision to close Second Story.
“It was essentially done behind closed doors, so to the community it came as a brutal shock,” says Yana Jacobs, who was instrumental in establishing Second Story a little over eight years ago. “And the closure notice is such a short time frame. A few months. This announcement has been traumatic, and people are having difficulty processing it.”
Leaving a Void
As the first entirely peer-run respite house in California, Second Story quickly became a flagship program, and a model for almost a dozen other respite houses across the nation. It was an experiment that worked—until now.
The men and women who run Second Story have always prided themselves on making it a sanctuary; a safe place where men and women with a mental illness can go when they feel like they need extra support, someone to talk to, a shoulder to cry on, or a place to go when they feel things are starting to unravel.
Guests can stay at the six-bed residential program for up to two weeks. There, they can get 24-hour-a-day community, advice, and comprehensive support from highly trained individuals who truly understand the people they’re serving and have helped many of the people they serve avoid inpatient hospitalization.
The November closure of Second Story “is going to leave a huge hole that can’t be replaced,” says Jacobs. “People will isolate in their homes, and by the time someone notices, they will end up in a hospital. Which might be avoided if there was a peer respite to go to early on.”
The decision to cut Second Story was made in collaboration with Riera, Director of Adult Services Pam Rogers Wyman, and Encompass CEO Monica Martinez.
Like many things, it came down to money. Multiple employees providing services around the clock make the annual cost to run the program around $700,000—and that number has been rising in recent years.
The grant from SAMHSA that supported the full cost of operating the program expired in 2015. Since then, Santa Cruz County has provided cash to keep the program going, while also searching for a long-term sustainable source of funding. Because peer services are not considered Medi-Cal eligible, there haven’t been any matching funds to help the county support it.
When Encompass, which does contract management for Second Story, received a grant from the California Health Facilities Finance Authority (CHFFA) to buy a new permanent home in Aptos earlier this year, hopes were high for Second Story’s future. The facility even moved into its new home. However, the CHFFA grant required expansion from six to eight beds, which turned out to be impossible due to the permit process and license requirements. The CHFFA grant also required a 20-year commitment and the county was unwilling to sign on to spending more than $700,000 each year for two decades.
Riera recognizes that the demand for services in other areas of the mental health system continues to increase, and says that Encompass will transition Second Story from a facility- based program to a community-based one starting Dec.1. The house will be sold, and Reira says the 14 workers who have made Second Story their home and community for more than eight years will be offered other positions with the county and Encompass.
Compounding a Crisis
The prospect of shuttering Second Story—essentially gutting the program—is not going over well with many of its current staff. Fanne Fernow, who has worked at Second Story for two and half years, says that she is “pretty certain that [she] would not feel comfortable working in a more traditional model of care.”
The red headed 65-year-old started as a volunteer at Second Story—baking cakes and cooking food for staff events and birthdays—and quickly fell in love with the program. She says that she treasures the community, her late-night chats over cookies and milk and working on her art with guests. “The powers that be are trying to convince us that there can be such a thing as a ‘non-residential peer respite,’” she says. “I do not agree.”
Fernow says that by definition, “respite” means a place of rest. The proposed field-based program would be a huge shift, and the lack of a permanent home could eliminate any sense of community. “Community is what makes Second Story so special,” she says.
The six “beds” that Second Story provides men and women in the local behavioral health system are unique—and, by most accounts, vital to the Santa Cruz County mental health system. The demand for beds at Second Story is consistently strong and the program operates at capacity year round.
Carol Williamson, president of NAMI Santa Cruz, has been closely monitoring the events surrounding Second Story’s closure. “We desperately need more beds at all levels, not fewer. It is unacceptable to lose any beds now. Whenever a bed is lost or a program closes, the impact is tremendous,” she says.
Williamson notes that Santa Cruz County already has a shortage of crisis beds—only 16 in the locked psychiatric health facility—and many people in crisis (estimates say half of them) are sent out of county to Fremont and as far as Sacramento. The 12 beds at the county’s only step down facility, El Dorado Center, are always overbooked. As are those at Telos—Santa Cruz County’s only crisis residential program.
Mental health beds of all kinds are scarce and overbooked with waiting lists,” says Williamson. “If six beds are not available at Second Story, where will clients go to stabilize when an episode is coming on—suicidal depression, psychosis?”
The effects of Second Story’s closure may reach far beyond county lines. There’s a chance that the local closure could be one domino in a larger statewide chain reaction.
“This is a national issue, particularly for states that do not have peer services as a Medicaid-reimbursable service,” wrote Riera. “We have heard from other counties that they are facing the same challenges and are moving toward other models.”
Sunday was the first night of Rosh Hashanah, Jewish New Year (the year 5779), which ended Tuesday evening. Rosh Hashanah celebrates creation and we contemplate upon humanity’s role in G-d’s world. It begins Days of Forgiveness and Awe. The shofar (ram’s horn) was sounded, calling humanity to reconciliation. Rosh Hashanah is the first of the 10 days of repentance culminating in Yom Kippur (Day of Atonement, Tuesday, Sept. 18, sundown to Wednesday, Sept. 19). During Rosh Hashanah, we gathered and ate apples dipped in honey asking for a “sweet year” ahead. In these days we bless one another with the words “L’shanah tovah.” (May you have a good and sweet year.)
Creation is the theme of Rosh Hashanah. Celebrating Adam and Eve (the two polarities in Libra) and Creation (in Genesis). “And the Word was made flesh.” And the “Word” (sound, vowels) became the intelligent substance of form and matter. It became the Mother (Virgo).
Matter maintains itself through the light and direction of the Soul (which Virgo “hides” in the “cave of the heart”). Language, the vowels are the original “sounds” of creation. They are the language of the Devas. Montessori, in teaching children the alphabet, separated the vowels from the consonants. The alphabet is in sandpaper letters for the children to “trace” with their fingertips. The vowels are on a background of blue. The consonants are on a background of red.
Humanity is asked to speak with kindness and with care during these days of awe, forgiveness and repentance, in order to “not lose the language of the heart.” And then we lift up matter to the “Kingdoms of Beauty,” restoring humanity’s happiness, truth and well-being. Rosh Hashanah is a purifying festival of allowing and compassionate forgiving.
ARIES: Interactions, thinking, working with colleagues, planning and agendas begin to proceed forward, and communication becomes less difficult. Everything does, actually. There are many daily responsibilities to consider, focus upon, order and organize. Financial consideration in terms of relationships will intensify. Bring order and organization to relationships, too, surrounded with love.
TAURUS: Words describing the coming month: creativity, research, food, purity, structure, restructure, money, finances, desire, aspiration, old friends, relationships. All play out, one by one as you simultaneously attempt to understand the spiritual science of how all things are made. You understand that to bring forth the new world, humanity must work with the Devas (Light Beings). You contact them. They respond with joy.
GEMINI: Corita Kent (artist) did a serigraph with the words “Slo Down.” When looking at Gemini’s chart, I see that there is a natural slowing down process occurring due to Saturn in Capricorn affecting your work in the world. Saturn is creating a new structure of patience and of beauty. In turn, as you contemplate Right Relations with all the kingdoms, especially the Devas, you bring forth a new inner creativity and it brings forth a new life direction.
CANCER: It’s important to begin speaking with truth and clarity about your own personal needs as you simultaneously tend to the needs of everyone else—family, friends, animal and plant kingdom. Cancer nourishes the whole world. You need nourishment, too, and it’s important to ponder and brood upon what that is. Tending children is one type of nourishment. There are other types that you specifically need. What are they?
LEO: Are you attempting to pull back on financial expenditures, while thinking more, trying to plan, seeking facts and figures, and gradually realizing your home needs tending, clearing, cleaning, ordering and perhaps even re-doing somewhere? For now, organizing finances is the important focus. Should you need money, now is a good time to ask. Careful at home with electricity, things fiery, red and hot.
VIRGO: It’s time to look in the mirror and realize a new self-image is needed. New wardrobe, colors, clothes, new hair, shoes and a new perception of self. Think “style.” Style makes one more exciting, fashionable and on the edge. You’re capable of this, with Sun in your sign. It’s easy for you to become habitual; looking, acting and believing the same old things. Stand up, shake off the old, set new goals, become who you want to be—and happy birthday!
LIBRA: Finally, Mercury is moving forward. It was a long time in your house of retreat, solitude, prayer, religion and contemplation. Now, in Libra, Mercury offers a new self-identity. It also encourages reading, which harbors you, calms anxieties and nerves, allows you to imagine more and removes you from the usual responsibilities. You’re recognized for your capabilities and excellent gifts. Try and save more (money), tithe to those in need, and offer forgiveness. It comes when you yourself “love more.”
SCORPIO: The months have brought forth great changes, which will continue. Scorpio, sign of life and death, transformation and regeneration, the phoenix rising out of the ashes, lives a life of daily constant change. You ask others to join you. They are afraid (of you, of death, transformation, regeneration experiences). You often feel alone. This is a planned situation for Scorpios—an evolutionary one. You’re to become the Disciple. The New Group of World Servers calls.
SAGITTARIUS: Each sign’s light flows through a specific planet in order to reach the Earth. For Sagittarius, that planet is Jupiter, Ray 2 of Love/Wisdom. Sagittarius is the great philosopher and Teacher. The sign of Sag comes with a great task. To gather the love and wisdom within yourself and radiate it out into the world of a thirsty humanity. Love heals, soothes, protects and transforms. It’s your turn to do this now. It’s your awakened task.
CAPRICORN: You seek a time of no complications, few responsibilities, where you can contemplate goals, aspirations, future objectives and family needs. Tend to all personal and professional obligations early each day. Allow domestic situations to be viewed with calm observation. There are answers. Capricorns are in a transformational state. Pluto in your sign makes your life powerful, potent, effective, forceful, and compelling. A bit intoxicating, too. Careful!
AQUARIUS: For years, life has been refining you and affecting your domestic situation. This change continues with finances and resources. Ponder upon what your gifts are. Spend time each day doing your very best, for much will be expected of you in the coming months and years. What you accomplish now will be reflected and expanded later. You have an opportunity to be seen in the world. Think of yourself as about to be reborn. All that you do becomes the seeds of future personal well-being and prosperity.
PISCES: You feel perhaps that you made mistakes in recent and past choices. You have a sense that you don’t quite know what you’re doing. This creates a vulnerability. You try to be practical and somehow that’s elusive. You want one thing and the opposite appears. Each day has been difficult, and you need a safe harbor, a “cocoon.” Tend carefully to your money, finances, resources. And to your spirit. There is perhaps grief. Remember B vitamins and homeopathic remedy ignatia amara. Wait. Cry. Pray. Forgive.
Free will astrology for the week of Sept. 12, 2018.
ARIES (March 21-April 19): Author Anne Carson describes part of her creative process in this way: “Sometimes I dream a sentence and write it down. It’s usually nonsense, but sometimes it seems a key to another world.” I suspect you might be able to benefit from using a comparable trick in the coming days. That’s why you should monitor any odd dreams, seemingly irrational impulses, or weird fantasies that arise in you. Although they may not be of any practical value in themselves, they could spur a train of thought that leads you to interesting breakthroughs.
TAURUS (April 20-May 20): “The idea of liberation through the suppression of desire is the greatest foolishness ever conceived by the human mind,” wrote philosopher E. M. Cioran. I agree that trying to deny or stifle or ignore our desires can’t emancipate us. In fact, I’m inclined to believe that freedom is only possible if we celebrate and honor our desires, marvel at their enigmas, and respect their power. Only then can we hope to refine them. Only then can we craft them into beautiful, useful forces that serve us rather than confuse and undermine us. The coming weeks will be an excellent time for you to engage in this spiritual practice, Taurus.
GEMINI (May 21-June 20): “Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck,” says the Dalai Lama. Ain’t that the truth! When I was 22 years old, there were two different women I desperately yearned for as if they were the Muse Queens of Heaven who would transform me into a great artist and quench my infinite passion. Fortunately, they both rejected me. They decisively set me free of my bondage to them. Later, when I was older and wiser, I realized that blending my fortunes with either of them would have led me away from my true destiny. I got lucky! In a similar but less melodramatic way, Gemini, I suspect you will also get lucky sometime soon.
CANCER (June 21-July 22): Don’ts for Boys or Errors of Conduct Corrected was an advice book for boys published in 1902. Among many other strictures and warnings, it offered this advice: “Don’t giggle. For the love of decency, never giggle.” There was additional counsel in the same vein: “Don’t be noisy. The guffaw evinces less enjoyment than the quiet smile.” Another exhortation: “Don’t tease. Be witty, but impersonal.” In accordance with astrological omens, I hereby proclaim that all of those instructions are utterly wrong for you right now. To sweetly align yourself with cosmic rhythms, you should giggle and guffaw and tease freely. If you’re witty—and I hope you will be—it’ll serve you well to be affectionate and personable.
LEO (July 23-Aug. 22): “Simplicity is about subtracting the obvious and adding the meaningful,” writes designer John Maeda. “The ability to simplify means to eliminate the unnecessary so that the necessary may speak up,” says artist Hans Hofmann. “Simplicity strips away the superfluous to reveal the essence,” declares a blogger named Cheo. I hope these quotes provide you with helpful pointers, Leo. You now have the opportunity to cultivate a masterful version of simplicity.
VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Your keynote is the Japanese word shizuka. According to photographer Masao Yamamoto, it means “cleansed, pure, clear, and untainted.” One of his artistic practices is to wander around forests looking in the soil for “treasures” that emanate shizuka. So in his definition, the term isn’t about being scrubbed or sanitized. Rather, he’s interested in pristine natural phenomena that are unspoiled by civilization. He regards them as food for his soul. I mention this, Virgo, because now is an excellent time for you to get big doses of people and places and things that are cleansed, pure, clear, and untainted.
LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): Libra blogger Ana-Sofia Cardelle writes candidly about her relationship with herself. She keeps us up to date with the ever-shifting self-images that float through her awareness. Here’s one of her bulletins: “Stage 1. me: I’m the cutest thing in the world. Stage 2. me, two seconds later: no, I’m a freaking goblin. Stage 3. me, two seconds after that: I’m the cutest goblin in the world.” I’m guessing that many of you Libras have reached the end of your own personal version of Stage 2. You’ve either already slipped into Stage 3, or soon will. No later than Oct. 1, you’ll be preparing to glide back into Stage 1 again.
SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): “There’s no such thing as love,” said Scorpio painter Pablo Picasso, “there are only proofs of love.” I’m tempted to believe that’s true, especially as I contemplate the current chapter of your life story. The evidence seems clear: you will thrive by engaging in practical demonstrations of how much you care. You’ll be wise to tangibly help and support and encourage and inspire everyone and everything you love. To do so will make you eligible for blessings that are, as of this moment, still hidden or unavailable.
SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): According to a Pew Research Study, nearly 75 percent of Americans say they talk to God, but only 30 percent get a reply. I’m guessing the latter figure will rise dramatically for Sagittarias Americans in the next three weeks, however. Why? Because the astrological indicators suggest that authorities of all kinds will be more responsive than usual to Sagittarians of all nationalities. Help from higher powers is likely to be both more palpable and more forthcoming. Any communications you initiate with honchos, directors, and leaders have a better-than-normal chance of being well-received.
CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): One day in October 1926, author Virginia Woolf inscribed in her diary, “I am the usual battlefield of emotions.” It was a complaint, but also a brag. In fact, she drew on this constant turmoil to fuel her substantial output of creative writing. But the fact is that not all of us thrive on such ongoing uproar. As perversely glamorous and appealing as it may seem to certain people, many of us can do fine without it. According to my analysis, that will be true for you in the coming weeks. If you have a diary, you might justifiably write, “Hallelujah! I am not a battlefield of emotions right now!”
AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): Anthropologist Margaret Mead had definite ideas about “the ways to get insight.” She named them as follows: “to study infants; to study animals; to study indigenous people; to be psychoanalyzed; to have a religious conversion and get over it; to have a psychotic episode and get over it.” I have my own list of ways to spur insight and inspiration, which includes: to do walking meditations in the woods on a regular basis, no matter what the weather; to engage in long, slow sex with a person you love; to spend a few hours reviewing in detail your entire life history; to dance to music you adore for as long as you can before you collapse from delighted exhaustion. What about you, Aquarius? What are your reliable ways to get insight? I suggest you engage in some of them, and also discover a new one. You’re in the Flood of Radical Fresh Insights Phase of your astrological cycle.
PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): Stanley Kubrick made masterful films, but most of them bore me. I regard John Ashbery as a clever and innovative poet, but I’ve never been excited by his work. As for painter Mark Rothko, I recognize his talent and intelligence, but his art leaves me empty. The music of Norah Jones is pretty and technically impeccable, but it doesn’t move me. In the coming weeks, Pisces, I invite you to make the kinds of fine distinctions I’m describing here. It will be important for you to be faithful to your subjective responses to things, even as you maintain an objective perspective about them and treat them with respect.
Homework: Make two fresh promises to yourself: one that’s easy to keep and one that’s at the edge of your capacity to live up to.
“Boys in bikinis, girls with surfboards,” snarled Fred Schneider on the B-52s’ first single, “Rock Lobster.” It’s a line that’s easy to miss in the band’s incredible five-minute beach-party fever dream about crustaceans, tanning butter, matching towels and whatever the hell a bikini whale is.
But to me, it’s a lyric that represents everything that makes the B-52s great. Think about what it meant in 1978, when the song was released as the band’s first single. It was a time when surf culture was approaching its peak levels of macho toxicity, and the wahini revolution of women’s surfing was still years away. But the B-52s used this simple gender flip to undermine conventional notions of sexual identity—in the middle of one of the greatest party songs in rock ’n’ roll history.
With a debut like this, the world should have known what was coming. But somehow, as the band celebrates the 40th anniversary of their first hit, pop culture is still coming around to what the B-52s have been sneaking into their party mix for the last four decades. Between songs at the band’s show in Saratoga last summer, Schneider quipped, “an article just came out calling us the most subversive band ever, or something like that. Looks like somebody finally noticed.” That article, a salon.com piece by Annie Zaleski titled “No Novelty, the B-52s May Be the Most Subversive Band America Ever Gave Us,” brilliantly gave the B-52s the long-overdue credit they deserve as cultural vanguards.
A few months later, when I saw the band at the Growlers’ annual music festival in L.A., there were so many kids moshing, crowd-surfing and stage-diving to “Rock Lobster,” “Private Idaho,” “Planet Claire” and other songs from their career-spanning set that you would have thought you were at a punk show. They played like a band possessed, with an intensity that more than one person close to them told me they haven’t seen at this level in years. The B-52s are having a cultural moment, for sure.
Founding member Kate Pierson says she remembers the first time something like this happened, when the group stunned the music industry with their megahit 1989 album Cosmic Thing, which went four times platinum and produced the top 10 singles “Love Shack” and “Roam.”
“We’ve gone through various stages, I guess,” Pierson said in a phone interview earlier this year. “From the beginning, when people were like, ‘What is this?’—because there were aliens and it was something startling and different—to this sort of, ‘Well, they’re just kind of silly,’ focusing very much on our look and the wigs and everything. Then Cosmic Thing came along, and there was this sense of recognition. So I guess the memo-to-self there is ‘Don’t listen to whatever people say.’”
But this time around, it’s a different kind of acknowledgement. It’s about legacy, not commercial success—although the band never thought much about the latter even in their pop heyday, Pierson says. That helps explain why their hits were some of the strangest things on the radio, and why their body of work is getting a critical reappraisal now.
“To be called ‘subversive’ is really interesting,” says Pierson. “In a lot of ways we were, because we were never really commercial, but somehow we became popular. We have a lot of messages—we’ve always tried to not hit you over the head with them too much in our songs, although we do have political songs. And, of course, we’re a mostly gay band, too. And having a sense of humor, which made us very different. Our sensibility was different. It’s hard to have a band that’s both taken seriously and also has a sense of humor and a sense of irony and a sense of fun.”
All of those things are part of what makes their music a lot of fun to re-discover, and the likelihood that more people will do that is arguably the best thing to come out of this new wave of love for the B-52s. While most rock fans probably know their biggest hits, there are so many great songs that kind of fell through the cracks in their career—from the shimmering “Summer of Love” to the mystical “Mesopotamia” to the hard-hitting “Give Me Back My Man” (the best lead vocal from the B-52s other female vocalist, Cindy Wilson)—and the band has cycled several of them back into their set.
The question is: what took everybody so long to catch on? Pierson is neither begrudging nor particularly surprised.
“I think it was subtle,” she says of the band’s subversive streak. “I guess a lot of times people were overwhelmed by the wigs and the sense of humor and the look of things.”
The B-52s perform at Mountain Winery on Tuesday, Sept. 18 and Wednesday, Sept. 19, sharing a bill with Culture Club. The Thompson Twins’ Tom Bailey opens. More info at mountainwinery.com.
The mighty Mediterranean still delivers the East Coast/Italian goods, on a huge fresh sourdough roll. Prosciutto, mortadella, salami, provolone and finely diced olive relish, plus chopped pickled peppers—all nicely drenched in a spicy vinaigrette. That’s a lot of flavor excitement for $8.25.
But then, that’s Zoccoli’s Italian Delicatessen for you. A place where you can walk from one street to another through a clean, well-lit deli filled with custom-made sandwiches, relishes, chips, crackers, chocolate, wine, beer and more. The old hardwood floors have been scrubbed to a soft worn sheen over the 70 years that Zoccoli’s has filled this family-run space with the aromas of another time and place. But the consistency remains.
The Mediterranean is still a wonder of old-school hoagie, and side dishes compete for attention. Those deviled eggs! The faintly sweet grated carrot salad! Dolmas so juicy and drenched with olive oil, you’ll think you’re in Genoa. Speaking of which, Zoccoli’s is lined with authenticity. Long salami hang from the rafters along one wall, while woven baskets stack high above the wall of buns, breads, and rolls for sandwich-making. Lasagne and ravioli, sausage and meatball sandwiches await those who like it hot. And for those who crave cool, the refrigerator case is loaded with beautiful salads all ready to carry out with your favorite dressing. You take a number. You place your order. Consider your dessert options at the checkout counter—I always love the spice-laden homemade carrot cake ($3.50 per slab)— pay, and wait for your number to be called.
If you work nearby, you might take a table outside on Pacific Avenue. Or, if you’re like the Italian couple I saw there last week, you might grab a bottle of wine and one of the little inside tables. A perennial favorite with tourists who seem to know they’re in the presence of Santa Cruz history, Zoccoli’s has won every single local heart over the years, for three generations. Go, order, eat, and give thanks that some establishments still have what it takes. Zoccoli’s, 1534 Pacific Ave., Santa Cruz—next to Verve near the top of Pacific and Front streets. Open daily from 8 a.m.-6 p.m., from 10 a.m. on Sunday.
A Better Benefit
Santa Cruz Chef’s Dinner 2018 pulls out all of the gourmet stops to help raise funds for the righteous work of the Second Harvest Food Bank. On Sept. 12, at 6 p.m., the event begins with a six-course meal—paired with top local wines—prepared by featured chefs Anthony Kresge, Steve Wilson (Cafe Cruz), Peter Henry (Cremer House), Ella King (Ella’s at the Airport), Scott Cater (Paradise Beach Grille) and Geoffrey Hargrave (West End Tap and Kitchen).
INFO: $275/person. At the Holy Cross Church Annex, 126 High St., Santa Cruz.
Wine of the Week
The 2016 Chenin Blanc from Birichino. More sensuous than its 2015 sibling, this is an unpretentious 12.5 percent alcohol creation from Alex Krause and John Locke. Loaded with delicate moving parts, lychee, geranium, stone fruit, it loves to accompany pretzels, tamales, and green olives, but not all at the same time.
INFO: $22. Available at the postmodern Birichino tasting room on Church Street.
Of Further Benefit
The Fall Sustain Supper at the Homeless Garden Project features organic farmer/speaker Nikiko Masumoto, the al fresco entrees by Marci Carl of Suda, and an oyster bar by Jeffrey Wall of the soon-to-open Alderwood. Andrea Mollenauer of Lifestyle Culinary Arts does salad, Justin Williams and Danny Mendoza of Kickin’ Chicken make additional appetizers, and Anna Bartolini of Carmel’s La Balena does dessert. A wonderful event.
The mercurial voice of Karel K. Wright croons, teases, bellows, and begs to epic effect in Jewel Theatre’s lurid sitcom production of The Beauty Queen of Leenane. If only Anglo-Irish playwright Martin McDonagh had given her part as the controlling matriarch more inspiring lines to explore.
McDonagh (recently famous as the writer/director of Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri) earned his rock star reputation with theatrical trilogies set in the brooding backwaters of an Emerald Isle that may or may not have existed somewhere in the 1930s. Set in the perpetual rain and gloom of Ireland’s west coast, Beauty Queen portrays the richly toxic bond of demanding mother Mag (Wright) and her spinster daughter Maureen (Julie James), trapped in a ceili dance of codependency. The emotional pressure cooker finds some release through Pato Dooley (Andrew Davids), a handsome neighbor who meets Maureen at a party and affords her one night of escape from matriarchal hell. Pato’s slacker brother Ray (a hilarious Travis Rynders) stops by the cottage from time to time out of sheer boredom. The quartet pushes against numbing isolation with results the playwright hopes will shock and amuse.
And the play does both—sometimes to deliciously malevolent effect. A cartoon of a frumpy manipulating hag, Wright commands the stage. She weedles, whines, and pouts as she pushes her careworn daughter to fetch her tea, fix her porridge, turn up the radio, and stoke the fire of their drab lives. Wright’s timing is as razor-sharp as her vocal range, and when the director allows, she can raise the rafters, as well as cajole with teatime sweetness.
Mother Mag is a major pain in the ass, and no one feels it as sharply as her daughter. The light went out long ago in Maureen’s dreams for a future of her own, as her mother continuously reminds her. So when Pato comes home with her after a party, we know how much just one night of romance can mean.
Darkening the ray of hope represented by Pato, and the occasional jolt of youthful energy represented by Ray, is the relentless tide of the harrowing mother/daughter struggle. It is a game, or a dance, or a prizefight they’ve waged for decades. And from the very start, we can see where it will all lead. For some viewers, that will make Queen too predictable and obvious, the work of an inexperienced playwright in his mid-twenties. I didn’t mind seeing where it was going. I just wished for tighter scenes, filled with enough dynamic tension to inspire an agonizing climax. And it’s hard to tell whether this was the fault of the play, the empty spaces of which eroded too much emotional energy, or the pacing of director Susan Myer Silton.
Opening night audience had difficulty with some of the dialogue, thanks to the use of broad Irish accents throughout the performance. The chilling exchanges between Wright and James never landed with quite the raw, emotional fireworks that the set-up—and finale—required. It might have been otherwise with different casting. McDonagh has given us two endings to this play, and while that might work in Pinter, Albee, and Caryl Churchill, here it neutralized the climax.
But the sight of hyperactive Travis Rynders going ballistic over the loss of a favorite childhood ball was worth the entire evening. And pacing will surely quicken as the show fine tunes its coming performances. Choice little moments, the unsentimental portrait of an Ireland down on its luck, and the ambidextrous artistry of Wright’s vocal timing, still manage to make The Beauty Queen of Leenane a rewarding evening of theater.
‘The Beauty Queen of Leenane’ by Martin McDonagh runs at the Colligan Theater through Sept. 30. jeweltheatre.net.
“I was working in the bar and someone left their sunglasses at a table, so I ran to find them, but they were gone. $275 Prada sunglasses.”
Preston Dillon
Santa Cruz
Bartender
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