Love Your Local Band: Death Monk

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Death Monk plays slow, deeply intense doom metal songs. And they are monks, as in they wear robes and each member is a “friar.” The songs can be so long that sometimes one fills a single set.

“It’s setting a mood, because some of the riffs are repeated,” guitarist/vocalist Friar Eric tells me. “They’re the same riff, but played differently, so it’s kind of a slow build. There’s not a whole lot of sporadicness. It’s very simple. It’s very straightforward. There’s a certain feel to the music.”

When the band formed several years ago, Eric and drummer Friar Samuel wanted to create music that was surfy, but had a doom edge. It didn’t stick. The kind of music Eric and Samuel ended up writing together was slow and very much in the doom vein. Incidentally, Friar Samuel now has another band, Cosmic Reef Temple, that did take on the surf-doom mantle.

As Death Monk has continued to play, the members are finding that they are writing songs even longer. Sometimes they’ll headline a show and play a single song for an hour.

“You definitely get caught up in the moment and just lose track of time,” Eric says.

That’s not to say they don’t have some shorter material, too. But according to Eric, one of their newest songs, “On the Path to Acedia,” is only getting longer the more they play it. It started out at 30 minutes and has crept its way to 40 minutes.

“It feels cool to play. It’s not boring. You get attached to it,” Eric says. “I don’t know how the song keeps getting longer, but we just get more and more into it. Who knows how it will end up.” 

INFO: 9 p.m., Friday, May 4, Blue Lagoon, 923 Pacific Ave., Santa Cruz. $5. 423-7117.

Rent Control Measure Hits 8,000 Signatures As Opposition Rises

Robert Cavooris, a steering committee member for Movement for Housing Justice, admittedly had his doubts about his group’s efforts to place a rent control initiative on the November ballot. “I was not sure that Santa Cruz was ready for it,” he confesses. “I’ve had my hesitations about the way we proceeded.”

Part of his concern was the revelation that organizers will need to turn in their signatures on May 9, earlier than anyone had expected. The Santa Cruz City Council will be on recess for the month of July, tightening the schedule and making activists wonder if they could still hit their target. Since then, Cavooris says they’ve “shattered” their own expectations, reaching 8,000 signatures this past weekend. That’s well over the 5,700 required, and enough to give organizers a comfortable cushion, he feels.

Calling the enthusiasm “very heartening,” Cavooris says he’s hoping it “will carry us through to November.” Meanwhile, local opposition to rent control is mobilizing, too, in a new group called Santa Cruz Together. The coalition’s website argues that the measure will create an expensive new bureaucracy with its proposed rent board, reduce the number of rentals available, accelerate gentrification and raise rental prices even faster than they’ve gone up in the past.

“Signed the petition and regret it?” the group’s site says toward the bottom of its home page. “Click here to take it back.” The site links to a form on the city of Santa Cruz’s website for residents to retract their support of the measure.

Peter Cook, a real estate agent working on the opposition campaign, says the rent control measure would make it tougher to kick out renters who are bad neighbors or lousy tenants. In just a month a half, Santa Cruz Together has gotten more than 1,000 people to sign on against the initiative, he says.

Cook compares supporters of rent control to climate change deniers who would rather drive their Hummers than face facts. “They don’t want to believe it,” he says of rent control organizers.The vast amount of economists say that this is not the right way to provide housing for renters.”

Remembering James Aschbacher

[dropcap]I[/dropcap]n the first half of his adult life, he sold heroic tales from behind the counter at his Santa Cruz comic book shop. In his next chapter, though, James Aschbacher played the hero’s role himself.

Sure, “hero” can be a glib, grandiose term. And, yes, it feels good to apply as a salve to the wound of shock and grief when a friend dies unexpectedly, as Jim did last week after a stroke.

But in this case, with this ebullient and generous man, there’s no other term that fits as well.

He’s a hero not because he was a nice guy—in fact, he was several degrees beyond “nice;” consistently upbeat, unfailingly kind and compassionate, and effervescent with good humor, with a loyalty to his community, his friends and especially his wife Lisa Jensen, my Good Times colleague, that was as dependable as the sunrise.

That’s the Jim Aschbacher everyone has been talking about since the awful news broke. That’s the man whose absence the Santa Cruz art community will struggle to absorb for years to come.

But here’s the real reason he’s a hero: He made of his life something that, for most of us, remains the stuff of Sunday afternoon daydreams. He took an audacious turn at mid-life, followed an unlikely dream and became astoundingly successful at it. For the courage, the moxie and the abiding faith it took to do that, Jim earned his superhero cape.

Originally from Chicago, Jim was known throughout the 1980s as the co-proprietor of Santa Cruz’s comic book emporium Atlantis Fantasyworld, with his partner Joe Ferrara. After the 1989 earthquake all but destroyed the business, Jim decided to sell his share to Joe, who went on to rebuild Atlantis.

Meanwhile, Jim did something crazy. On the brink of turning 40, he decided to become an artist—flat-footed, starting from nothing, having no formal art training or lessons. He admitted that, at the time, he couldn’t even draw a convincing stick figure.

Imagine the chutzpah it took to do such a thing—would I, in middle age, have dropped what I was doing to follow some quicksilver dream to become a country singer, or a magician, or an international chess champion? Don Quixote wasn’t even that quixotic.

But determination only gets you in the cockpit. It doesn’t get you off the ground. For that, you need a really good plan.

Jim’s first move was to develop his voice as an artist, and that first year, he attempted about 200 paintings to find his signature style. Today, anyone who knows the first thing about the work of James Carl Aschbacher can identify that style instantly. It’s a magical realm of stars, dolphins, and sea turtles, of serene human-like creatures that wouldn’t be out of place in a Miyazaki film. It’s a world of teal and ochre and emerald, bordered by fascinating glyphs that evoke the sea and the sky. It’s a style with no predecessors and no imitators. It’s pure Jim.

Once he found his artistic stride, Jim then tackled what might have been the most difficult of his challenges: connecting his art to the community. Whether it was a savvy move to create a market for his work, or just an extension of his generosity (or, probably, a little of both), he embraced public art and became Santa Cruz County’s busiest muralist (along with Jensen, his co-credited helpmate). Tourists, newcomers and long-timers alike have gazed at his 80-foot-long “Song of Santa Cruz” mural on Cedar Street on the Petroglyph building (that’s only one of two giant murals in downtown Santa Cruz alone; countywide, the mural count reaches close to 20).

Today, the art of James Aschbacher is as deeply entwined with the cultural imagery of Santa Cruz as that of any other artist. His distinctive style will remind us of the unique artistic legacy of this community even if his booming laughter and his Champagne toasts no longer can.

But it’s still a bitter trade.

Two months ago, Jim surprised me on stage at the Rio Theatre while I was hosting the Gail Rich Awards by giving me one of his originals, this one customized to reflect my own life. I cherish it. It will hang in a prominent part of my house for the rest of my life.

After the event, around the refreshment table, he cracked, with that devilish grin, “Hey, not everybody gets a free Aschbacher.”

That’s where you’re wrong, buddy. Whenever you and Lisa showed up to some local musician’s concert, or some artist’s gallery reception, or a theater opening night—which was just about every weekend of the year—whenever you lent support or advice to a fellow artist, a sympathetic ear to a friend, an invitation to dinner to an acquaintance, you gave to all of us directly what your art gives us indirectly.

It’s not only your beautiful art that will comfort us in your absence. It’s also the example you leave behind that following a dream doesn’t have to be some idle fantasy. And the proof is painted on walls from one end of the county to the other.

 

Obama Photographer Pete Souza Comes to Santa Cruz

[dropcap]I[/dropcap]n the roughly 34 years since Donald Trump assumed the presidency—that’s Emotional Standard Time; chronologically, it’s been less than two years—it’s easy to forget that there was once a time when the President of the United States was so unflappable, he earned the nickname “No Drama” Obama.

My, oh my, how times have changed.

Outraged progressives and forlorn Democrats are likely to be mighty ambivalent when it comes to nostalgia for the Barack Obama years. But, welcome or not, here it comes in the form of a stunning new coffee-table book of photographs by former White House photographer Pete Souza titled Obama: An Intimate Portrait.

The book represents the most revealing images culled from a staggering 1.9 million photos that Souza took of Obama and his family, dating back to 2005 when Obama was first elected to the U.S. Senate. During the White House years, Souza tells me, he averaged somewhere between 500 and 2,000 photos of the president each day.

Beyond his friendship with the president, Souza says that purely as a subject, Obama was a godsend. “He was always very recognizable from behind, probably because of his ears. I could be behind him and show things from his perspective and you could tell right away it was him,” he says. “I feel sorry for the photographers who had Gerald Ford or George Bush 41 as their subjects. I mean, let’s face it, those guys were pretty bland in their looks and their mannerisms. It must have been a real challenge. I had someone who was a very photogenic guy.”

On Friday, May 11, Souza comes to the Santa Cruz Civic Auditorium to sign copies of the new book and tell stories of his eight years as White House chief photographer. He’ll share his perspective on the most meaningful moments of the Obama administration, from the Bin Laden raid to the Sandy Hook shooting, and shed some light on the private personality of the nation’s first African-American president.

“I knew Barack Obama for years before he became president,” says Souza. “And even as he was leaving the White House on that last day [as president], I can’t say that the core character of the man had changed at all. Maybe his hair was a little grayer. But basically, it was the same person I knew way back when.”

 

From Day One

[dropcap]S[/dropcap]ouza was a staff photographer for the Chicago Tribune in December of 2004 when he and Tribune reporter Jeff Zeleny pitched the idea to their editors to chronicle the first year of newly elected Sen. Obama in Washington, D.C. Souza negotiated for access with Obama aide Robert Gibbs (who was later White House press secretary), and was there when Obama–his wife and two daughters by his side–was sworn in for his first term in the Senate.

Pete Souza Barack Obama collage

“The very first day was really just a ceremonial day,” remembers Souza, “and I have this picture of the girls in his new office. Neither he or the girls are paying any attention to me, so I was taking these intimate pictures on Day One. Right away, I knew he was a good subject in that he didn’t mind someone snapping away while he was doing what he does, which is what as a photojournalist you strive to find.”

When Obama was elected president, he was comfortable enough with Souza to bring him on as chief White House photographer, a role in which he supervised three other photographers. “I considered it a professional relationship coming into the White House,” he says. “Coming in, I had agreements that I would have access to everything. Well, that’s easier said than done. As soon as you walked into the Oval Office on Jan. 20, 2009, things changed. Even though I had marching orders, I had to earn the right to be in every meeting and to feel out photographing the family.”

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Eventually, Souza and Obama developed a more informal relationship. Obama had a tendency to surround himself with much younger staffers, but Souza was an exception. “Here was I, a guy a few years older than he was. That meant we were kind of from the same generation. So we experienced many of the same cultural and historical things from the ’60s and ’70s, when a lot of those around him weren’t even born yet.”

After a while, the Obamas’ trust in Souza dovetailed with the photographer’s intuitions on when to give the First Family space, particularly when it came to the Obama daughters, Sasha and Malia. “We didn’t want to do anything that would cause the girls any kind of embarrassment or unwanted attention,” he says.

Souza’s body of work as presidential photographer tends to break down into one of three categories: Obama during his work day in his role as president, his interactions with people (often children), and his efforts at maintaining normal-guy activities, such as cheering on from the stands at his daughter’s basketball game. Some of Souza’s images have already become iconic, including an image of the president bending at the waist in the Oval Office to allow a young African-American boy to touch his head. Another famous image shows the president in a freight elevator leaning in to touch forehead-to-forehead with First Lady Michelle Obama, who is wearing his jacket, as the two make their way to an inaugural ball on the first day of the Obama presidency.

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Souza was also in the Oval Office the moment that President Obama learned of the shooting at Sandy Hook Elementary School in 2012 when 26 people—20 of them young children—were killed.

“Sad to say, we had already been through a couple of these mass shootings before that,” says Souza. “He’s a parent with two young girls at home. His reaction, as a fellow parent but also as the President of the United States, was he couldn’t imagine the horror of saying goodbye to your kids after breakfast and putting them on a school bus, and the next time you see them, their body had been blasted five times at point blank range by some crazy guy, which is essentially what happened. He was overwrought with emotion, as a parent.”

The goal of a photographer is to reveal something about the personality, the morality or the conduct of his subject, and that’s never more true than when that subject is the president. Souza saw Obama’s character come through in countless ways in his eight years as White House photographer. Behind every image is a story, he says, of how Obama relates to people and how he found a balance between his individual personality and his role as president.

Souza remembers accompanying Obama to an immigration event in Texas, during which the president was being heckled—not by conservatives, but by progressives who felt he wasn’t doing enough to help immigrants.

“So he says, ‘Look, let me finish my speech, and when I do, I’ll have a conversation with you guys.’ Now, I’m sure everyone there figured he was just saying that to shut those guys up. But in actuality, he finishes his speech and points to those two guys to come join him backstage. So the photo is backstage with these two young guys, and he’s got his hand on this one kid’s shoulders who he’s talking to. You can tell this kid is just shitting his pants. He’s just been called back by the President of the United States, and now he’s a foot away from him. That tells you a lot about Barack Obama, that he would make the effort to explain himself in that way.”

 

Pete Souza, author of ‘Obama: An Intimate Portrait’ 7 p.m. Friday, May 11 at Santa Cruz Civic Auditorium, 307 Church St., Santa Cruz. The event is sponsored by Bookshop Santa Cruz, the UC Santa Cruz Arts Division and KAZU (90.3) FM.

Tickets are $62, and include one copy of the new book, and a bookplate signed by the author. Ticket buyers are also able to purchase one ‘guest’ ticket for $15, which provides admission to the event, without the book. santacruztickets.com.

 

E-Bikes Surging as Santa Cruz Readies for Bike Share

Cyclist Kristen Erickson says getting a boost on a bicycle can go a long way to changing someone’s transportation habits.

Thanks to the growing trend of electric bikes, her family now takes two-wheeled adventures when they might otherwise be driving. She thinks e-bikes will soon help other generations get moving as well.

“It’s great because my parents are older,” says Erickson, 37. “They are in their upper 60s, and my mom would only be able to use an e-bike.” The Aptos High teacher and her partner, Matthew Jamieson, 38, who both live in downtown Santa Cruz, bought a $2,500 e-bike, equipped with a seat for their 2-year-old son, Callan Jamieson. Although a significant financial investment, the couple decided it was important for their lifestyle.

“We roll right up in front and park right there, wherever we are going. It’s really convenient,” Jamieson says. “Callan loves the bike and is talking the whole time, pointing at things on the side of the road, whereas in the car he might be screaming.”

Supporters say the e-bike revolution, well underway globally and just emerging in the U.S., will ease congested roads and help the planet. Others are raising concerns that the bikes will clutter the landscape and endanger others on busy roads and paths.

With Santa Cruz Bike Week kicking off on Friday, May 4, the city of Santa Cruz is preparing to launch its inaugural bike share program, rolling out 250 bright-red Jump e-bikes at 27 locations citywide. The bikes will be available for hourly and monthly rates, and can be reserved via a mobile phone app or website. They’ll have specially designed features to thwart theft, including GPS locators. Fully charged, an e-bike battery can last for about 40 miles, depending on rider weight and terrain. However, recent Jump data from the San Francisco program shows the average ride was less than four miles.

The fleet is comprised entirely of pedal-assist e-bikes, meaning the battery-powered motor only kicks in when pedaling. None will have throttles that propel the bike forward at the flick of a switch without footwork.

Santa Cruz transportation planner Claire Fliesler, who has worked on the program for the past two years, says the bikes will help riders “get from point A to point B more easily,” help them “get up hills without sweating, and make short trips around town much more doable.”

 

CHAIN REACTION

Sales of e-bikes are surging globally, led by China and Europe, and the number of riders in the U.S. is steadily increasing. Not wanting to miss out on the booming industry, ride-hailing giant Uber plunked down an estimated $200 million last month to acquire New York-based bike share start-up Jump, the same company that will be coming to Santa Cruz.

In 2017, 34 million e-bikes were sold worldwide, with sales in the U.S. growing by 95 percent in the 12-month period ending in July 2017, according to the global information company NPD Group.

Bicycle Trip manager Michael Moore says e-bike sales have more than doubled in the past year at his store, in both gross sales and volume. He expects the sales to crack a quarter of the store’s total revenue this year.

Michael Ahern, who opened Current eBikes a year and a half ago in downtown Santa Cruz, has plans to expand his shop in the near future. The majority of his e-bikes sales fall in the $2,500-$4,500 price range, and one third of his rentals are for full-suspension electric mountain bikes.

Jamieson, who works in coastal sciences, says “e-bikes break a barrier.” He’s noticed more people cycling up to UCSC lately. And his family’s own cycling excursions have so far included West Cliff Drive—the same curvy street where many residents are hoping to ban e-bikes and change the locations of proposed e-bike hubs, the stations where bike share users can pick up and return bikes.

The locations of five bike stations on or near West Cliff Drive, including near the lighthouse, boardwalk and Mike Fox Park, are currently being appealed to the California Coastal Commission. Another possible location, at Woodrow Avenue and West Cliff Drive, has not been approved and will go before the Planning Commission this month.

Debbie Melnikoff, 63, an avid cyclist and triathlete, believes e-bikes don’t belong on West Cliff Drive’s multi-use path, especially given their potential speeds.

“I’m not against e-bikes at all,” said Melnikoff, a West Side resident since 1993. “The issues that I have are promoting them and putting them in close proximity to West Cliff Drive. My biggest issue is safety,” she says, explaining that she’s experienced run-ins with Segways in that area.

Melnikoff feels the path’s “already way too crowded,” and worries there would be “no protocol” for e-bikes. “I think the city is asking for many lawsuits,” she adds.

Fliesler says the notion that e-bikes would be zipping up West Cliff at a constant 20 miles per hour has come up a lot. She explains that isn’t how it would work. “The speed of the bike depends on how fast and hard you are pedaling,” she says, noting that the bikes are a hefty 65 pounds, at least twice the weight of an average mountain bike.

West Cliff Drive, Fliesler notes, has always been designed for both cyclists and pedestrians. Bright colors will make the bikes more visible, she says, and safety is a priority. All the bikes are equipped with bells and include instructions on hand signals and how to cross railroad tracks. Helmets are recommended, though not required, and riders must be at least 18 years old.

Going forward, Moore expresses a concern of his own—that bike sharing will “cannibalize” some of Bicycle Trip’s new e-bike sales in the short term.

“But in the long term,” he says, “our hope is that it will catalyze excitement about cycling for both transportation and recreation and will inspire growth. We’re fans of more people on bikes.”

 

SHARED PATH

The legality of e-bikes is complicated, and varies state to state. Under federal law, an electric bike with a maximum assisted speed that stays under 20 miles per hour can be sold as a bicycle, as opposed to as a motor vehicle. In 2015, California Gov. Jerry Brown signed a law which created three separate categories for regulating e-bikes. It allows 28-mile-per-hour-capable electric bikes in bike lanes, and allows pedal-assist e-bikes to use bike paths, except when prohibited by local law.

Crafting new legislation could prove trickier, though, for electric mountain bikes. Currently, mopeds are banned from multi-use trails, but e-bikes are allowed, and there’s already friction between mountain bikers, hikers and equestrians.

One place e-bikes are not facing much opposition is on the roads. That’s where Ed Kilduff feels “absolutely safe.” An experienced cyclist who will turn 90 in August, Kilduff says his e-bike allows him to ride with his friends in the Santa Cruz County Cycling Club. It’s something Kilduff, whose wife died three years ago, says would be “too stressful” to do otherwise.

“She was my buddy. She rode with me,” Kilduff says of his wife. “We went on tours. It left a big gap in my life and the bicycling provides a social outlet. He rides twice a week, logging 45 to 50 miles.

“The e-bike softens the exertion quite a bit,” he adds, “They are absolutely fun to ride and I can keep up. Our generation is getting older and there’s a strong desire to try and stay exercising.”

For details, visit: cityofsantacruz.com. The City of Santa Cruz ribbon cutting for Santa Cruz Bike Share is Noon on May 22 at Santa Cruz City Hall. To learn about Santa Cruz Bike Week, visit ecoactbike.org.

 

Big Sur Landslide Brings Sarah Zentz and Dana Richardson to Santa Cruz

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There’s been no shortage of excitement recently for filmmakers Dana Richardson and Sarah Zentz. Between close calls with drug lords while filming in Mexico and evacuating their home in Big Sur, the duo has plenty of stories to tell.

Zentz and Richardson collaborate on documentary short and feature films. Their most recent feature film, Goshen, is about the indigenous Tarahumara running tribe in Mexico’s Copper Canyons, and is currently in rotation on PBS. The making of Goshen was scary to say the least, since the Copper Canyons have the highest mortality rate in all of Mexico due to drug cartel activity.

“There are no paved roads or access, so it’s a great hiding place for narcos to have opium fields,” Richardson says. “We actually got left there and were pretty fearful for our lives. It was kind of a traumatizing experience.”

Though they are by no means done with filmmaking, they recently started focusing on running independent art businesses. Richardson is an oil painter who focuses on expressionist female portraits and landscapes. Zentz is a jeweler who works with reclaimed redwood, sustainable abalone and Fairmined precious metals to create stunning one-of-a-kind earrings and necklaces.

Their cabin in Big Sur was completely off the grid and supplemented by a generator, sporadic wifi, and hoop house gardens. It was the perfect haven for creative thinking and artistic expression, and while editing films was difficult with limited internet, they say the views alone made it worthwhile.

“It was like being in a little heaven. We were able to block off the world,” Richardson says. “You wake up and there is no connection to anything but nature. For an artist, you want to be constantly inspired and shut everything out, and for us that was it.”

It was all very romantic, with 180-degree ocean views, an outdoor deck and 200 acres of perfect land, and they thought their nightmarish days were behind them. Then the land, and their driveway, began to slide down the hill.

Last May, over a million tons of rock and dirt shifted and slid down the mountain, took out Highway 1, and slid into the ocean. The Mud Creek Landslide was one of California’s largest landslides ever, and Richardson and Zentz had a front row seat leading up to it.

“I remember there were giant boulders falling into the road. We could hear them at night and I was just thinking ‘please don’t bash into the car or house,’” Zentz says. “There were a couple really big ones that fell into the driveway, so we were trapped up there for a couple of weeks.”

Luckily, with the help of a few ranchers they were able to evacuate before the landslide. They returned to clear out their belongings and beehive only weeks before the landslide. They were renting the cabin, which they later learned was unpermitted. Though the slide didn’t take out the cabin, Richardson says that CALTRANS anticipates it won’t last longer than a year since the land is still moving and shifting. Despite the odds, they say their landlord is still hoping to attract new renters with a disclaimer “not for the faint of heart” in the ad.

“By the end, we were pretty over it,” Richardson says, laughing.

They moved to Santa Cruz six months later; now they have reliable internet, and the grocery store isn’t an hour and a half away. They are the new kids in the Santa Cruz art scene, and are quickly finding how passionate the arts community is, and that people aren’t particularly fond of off-leash dogs.

“It’s a strange thing to be in civilization again,” Zentz says, adding their dog has never been on a leash before, ever.

While they both value nature, working outdoors and traveling, they agree that they are different in many ways.

“I’m detail oriented and she is more big picture, I’m neat and she’s … uh … expressive,” Zentz says.  

“We bring polar opposite ideas to the table a lot, and overall that dynamic ends up working for us in filmmaking,” Richardson says. “That’s where we come alive, going out and telling stories together.”

When it comes to painting or crafting, they say, it’s best they keep their art separate.

“I tried to help her make jewelry once, and I got fired the first day,” Richardson admits.

“She sanded the entire side off,” Zentz says.

Both work with sustainable materials in their art. Richardson uses natural paint pigments and oils, and Zentz recently became a Fairmined licensee, meaning that she only buys and sells sustainably sourced gold and silver. A standard 18-karat wedding band leaves behind 20 tons of ore and waste rock, according to Earthworks, a “No Dirty Gold” mining watchdog group.  

Though using sustainable materials isn’t always easy—it often ends up costing more and isn’t necessarily cosmetically better—both Zentz and Richardson say it feels like the right thing to do.

The two are currently showing and selling their work at Artisans Gallery, where Richardson was the featured artist last month. While they are planning on making another feature film sometime in the near future, for now Santa Cruz is the new home base for some much needed R&R.

“It’s the perfect community for us. There are so many people that are artist advocates and supporters and are environmentally concerned,” Richardson says. “It has nature and wild space with a great arts community. It’s where we want to be.”

 

For more information about Zentz and Richardson, visit sarahzentzjewelry.com and danarichardsonartist.com.

 

Preview: Erika Wennerstrom to Play the Crepe Place

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From all appearances, Erika Wennerstrom was doing great. Her band, Heartless Bastards, was a rising sensation on the indie-roots scene, garnering attention and acclaim for each of its five albums. Wennerstrom had established herself as a standout songwriter, and her soaring, distinct voice helped define a contemporary sound that blends psych, garage, rock and Americana with an independent ethos.

But something wasn’t right. And when the band decided to take a break, Wennerstrom felt lifted from a “self-imposed weight” she didn’t know was there.

“I didn’t realize taking a total break was an option,” she says. “This band is a job for us. To me, the idea of a break was putting folks out of work.”

Turns out that a break was just what Wennerstrom needed to revitalize her art and life. A creative floodgate opened and she wrote a solo album’s worth of songs quickly and happily.

“I’ve realized that, in life, you’ve really got to put yourself first,” she says. “When you do, it just brings out the best in you.” She adds that if she had given herself a break earlier, maybe Heartless Bastards albums would have come quickly.

“That self-imposed weight inhibited my creativity,” she says. “I believe in everything I wrote in the past, but I’ve never flown through it. It was always a struggle to get to the final result and the end. Allowing myself those breaks and those moments might have been what I needed all along.”

The result of her newfound freedom and creativity is Sweet Unknown, which was released in March. The album showcases a side of Wennerstrom that longtime Heartless Bastards fans haven’t seen. She is vulnerable, open and honest with both listeners and herself.

Wennerstrom credits the change, in part, to an ayahuasca retreat in the Amazon. She had some down time between the last Heartless Bastards album release and the tour and she wanted to do “something outside of mainstream white culture.” Wennerstrom was battling depression and searching for healing in her life. She was taking care of herself, not drinking, eating well and exercising, but “nothing fully fixed the feeling [I] had.” She became a workaholic, and tried buying things to fill the void, but nothing worked and she didn’t know where to turn.

“I realized that everything I was doing was really just avoiding myself and avoiding sitting still,” she says. “The idea of just sitting in stillness was something I constantly avoided.”

As Wennerstrom tells it, ayahuasca forced her to face herself “in a way [she’s] always avoided.”

“It told me a lot about myself—things that were issues in my life,” she says. “Even things from childhood that I didn’t realize were issues. You can’t fix things you don’t understand. If I constantly avoided understanding there were issues, then I was never going to face myself. I couldn’t fix it if I didn’t allow myself to see it.”

Wennerstrom’s experience in the Amazon gave her a new perspective on herself and her music. Sweet Unknown is not a big stylistic sidestep from her Heartless Bastards records, but the content and spirit of it feels completely different. She sings about loneliness, transformation and needing something more. On “Good to Be Alone,” she looks back on how things have been: “I don’t wanna spend the rest of my life this way/You know I needed a change/You know I couldn’t remain the same.”

The album is full of realness, truth, struggle, surrender and acceptance. Looking back on her past records, you can catch glimpses of Wennerstrom searching for something deeper. On All This Time, the second Heartless Bastards record, she sings of “searching for the ghost,” which she explains is her search for “the whole me.”

Sweet Unknown sees Wennerstrom clear, shining and strong. She’s surrounded by “lots of wonderful people and a great team of musicians,” and she’s realized what brings her the sense of wholeness she’s been seeking.

“I’m not dependent on anyone or anything for my own happiness,” she says. “That’s still a process that takes consistent work. But I’m giving myself those moments to have some sort of gratitude. Through Heartless Bastards and all these albums, I think I’ve found myself, and who I am, and I’m learning to stand on my own two feet.”

 

Erika Wennerstrom will perform at 9 p.m. on Saturday, May 5 at Crepe Place, 1134 Soquel Ave., Santa Cruz. $15. 429-6994.

Rob Brezsny Astrology May 2-8

Free Will astrology for the week of May 2, 2018.

ARIES (March 21-April 19): I hate rampant consumerism almost as much as I hate hatred, so I don’t offer the following advice lightly: Buy an experience that could help liberate you from the suffering you’ve had trouble outgrowing. Or buy a toy that can thaw the frozen joy that’s trapped within your out-of-date sadness. Or buy a connection that might inspire you to express a desire you need help expressing. Or buy an influence that will motivate you to shed a belief or theory that has been cramping your lust for life. Or all of the above! (And if buying these things isn’t possible, consider renting.)

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): These days you have an enhanced ability to arouse the appreciation and generosity of your allies, friends, and loved ones. The magnetic influence you’re emanating could even start to evoke the interest and inquiries of mere acquaintances and random strangers. Be discerning about how you wield that potent stuff! On the other hand, don’t be shy about using it to attract all the benefits it can bring you. It’s OK to be a bit greedier for goodies than usual as long as you’re also a bit more compassionate than usual.

GEMINI (May 21-June 20): I bet that a healing influence will arrive from an unexpected direction and begin to work its subtle but intense magic before anyone realizes what’s happening. I predict that the bridge you’re building will lead to a place that’s less flashy but more useful than you imagined. And I’m guessing that although you may initially feel jumbled by unforeseen outcomes, those outcomes will ultimately be redemptive. Hooray for lucky flukes and weird switcheroos!

CANCER (June 21-July 22): Born under the astrological sign of Cancer, Franz Kafka is regarded as one of the twentieth century’s major literary talents. Alas, he made little money from his writing. Among the day jobs he did to earn a living were stints as a bureaucrat at insurance companies. His superiors there praised his efforts. “Superb administrative talent,” they said about him. Let’s use this as a take-off point to meditate on your destiny, Cancerian. Are you good at skills you’re not passionate about? Are you admired and acknowledged for having qualities that aren’t of central importance to you? If so, the coming weeks and months will be a favorable time to explore this apparent discrepancy. I believe you will have the power to get closer to doing more of what you love to do.

LEO (July 23-Aug. 22): If you really wanted to, you could probably break the world’s record for most words typed per minute with the nose (103 characters in 47 seconds). I bet you could also shatter a host of other marks, as well, like eating the most hot chiles in two minutes, or weaving the biggest garland using defunct iPhones, or dancing the longest on a tabletop while listening to a continuous loop of Nirvana’s song “Smells Like Teen Spirit.” But I hope you won’t waste your soaring capacity for excellence on meaningless stunts like those. I’d rather see you break your own personal records for accomplishments like effective communications, high-quality community-building, and smart career moves.

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Isaac Newton (1643-1727) was among history’s three most influential scientists. Immanuel Kant (1724-1804) has been described as the central figure in modern philosophy. Henry James (1843-1916) is regarded as one of the greatest novelists in English literature. John Ruskin (1819-1900) was a prominent art critic and social thinker. What did these four men have in common? They never had sex with anyone. They were virgins when they died. I view this fact with alarm. What does it mean that Western culture is so influenced by the ideas of men who lacked this fundamental initiation? With that as our context, I make this assertion: If you hope to make good decisions in the coming weeks, you must draw on the wisdom you have gained from being sexually entwined with other humans.

LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): “Every so often, a painter has to destroy painting,” said 20th-century abstract expressionist painter Willem de Kooning. “Cézanne did it. Picasso did it with Cubism. Then Pollock did it. He busted our idea of a picture all to hell.” In de Kooning’s view, these “destructive” artists performed a noble service. They demolished entrenched ideas about the nature of painting, thus liberating their colleagues and descendants from stale constraints. Judging from the current astrological omens, Libra, I surmise the near future will be a good time for you to wreak creative destruction in your own field or sphere. What progress and breakthroughs might be possible when you dismantle comfortable limitations?

SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): Mayflies are aquatic insects with short life spans. Many species live less than 24 hours, even though the eggs they lay may take three years to hatch. I suspect this may be somewhat of an apt metaphor for your future, Scorpio. A transitory or short-duration experience could leave a legacy that will ripen for a long time before it hatches. But that’s where the metaphor breaks down. When your legacy has fully ripened—when it becomes available as a living presence—I bet it will last a long time.

SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): When a critic at Rolling Stone magazine reviewed the Beatles’ Abbey Road in 1969, he said some of the songs were “so heavily overproduced that they are hard to listen to.” He added, “Surely they must have enough talent and intelligence to do better than this.” Years later, however, Rolling Stone altered its opinion, naming Abbey Road the 14th best album of all time. I suspect, Sagittarius, that you’re in a phase with metaphorical resemblances to the earlier assessment. But I’m reasonably sure that this will ultimately evolve into being more like the later valuation—and it won’t take years.

CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): According to my analysis of the astrological omens, love should be in full bloom. You should be awash in worthy influences that animate your beautiful passion. So how about it? Are you swooning and twirling and uncoiling? Are you overflowing with a lush longing to celebrate the miracle of being alive? If your answer is yes, congratulations. May your natural intoxication levels continue to rise. But if my description doesn’t match your current experience, you may be out of sync with cosmic rhythms. And if that’s the case, please take emergency measures. Escape to a sanctuary where you can shed your worries and inhibitions and maybe even your clothes. Get drunk on undulating music as you dance yourself into a dreamy love revelry.

AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): “Life never gives you anything that’s all bad or all good.” So proclaimed the smartest Aquarian six-year-old girl I know as we kicked a big orange ball around a playground. I agreed with her! “Twenty years from now,” I told her, “I’m going to remind you that you told me this heartful truth.” I didn’t tell her the corollary that I’d add to her axiom, but I’ll share it with you: If anything or anyone or seems to be all bad or all good, you’re probably not seeing the big picture. There are exceptions, however! For example, I bet you will soon experience or are already experiencing a graceful stroke of fate that’s very close to being all good.

PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): “Enodation” is an old, nearly obsolete English word that refers to the act of untying a knot or solving a knotty problem. “Enodous” means “free of knots.” Let’s make these your celebratory words of power for the month of May, Pisces. Speak them out loud every now and then. Invoke them as holy chants and potent prayers leading you to discover the precise magic that will untangle the kinks and snarls you most need to untangle.

 

Homework: What’s the most important question you need an answer for in the next five years? Deliver your best guess to me. Freewillastrology.com.

Taurus, Desire, World Servers, Vulcan and the Dual Signs: Risa’s Stars May 2-8

Taurus follows Aries. Taurus is the second sign of the zodiac. From the Fire of Aries, Taurus settles the Aries fire with its deep and penetrating earth. Taurus is reliable and loving, faithful and generous, consistent and balanced, gentle and modest. Taurus takes the initiative impulses of Aries, presents us with new concepts, and anchors the ideas into matter. Taurus adds desire and aspiration to the impulses of Aries. Taurus is the Buddha, aware of the sufferings in the world, offering to help humanity via the Eight Noble Truths.

Desire is the quality of Taurus. It is not desire that destroys humanity, but the expectations of desire. Desire is very focused within our planet Earth. The Bull of Desire is a symbol of power, vitality, energy and potency. Desire to create was the energy behind the Lords who created planet Earth and the humanity living upon it. Desire is part of the powers of Creation.

The horns of the bull in Taurus signify desire for life itself, for experiences, for comfort and satisfaction. When these are achieved, then the desire is for knowledge; desire lifted up to Aspiration—aspiring for an intelligent, illuminated mind. The New Group of World Servers is governed, directed and protected by the sign of Taurus.

Vulcan (Soul ruler of Taurus), the mysterious planet (hidden between Sun and Mercury in astrology charts), comes forth in Taurus. Vulcan is Hephaestus, husband of Venus. Vulcan forges the Path ahead, and in the fires of experience, fashions the lead of the personality into the chalice of the Soul. This “chalice” holds the Wesak blessings.


ARIES: Your shadow is Libra, the art and creation of Right Human Relations. Aries develops individuality (not quite understanding cooperation). Libra cooperatively develops the self with others. Integration for Aries occurs in relationship and partnership. Observe your behavior with others. Are you always the leader, the initiator, or do you assist others in discovering their initiating leadership qualities? “All that begins in Aries resolves itself in Libra.”

TAURUS: Your shadow is the deep waters of Scorpio, sign of the Disciple. You test the trustworthiness of others. As you seek the Art of Living, Scorpio seeks the Art of diving deep into darkness (dying, regenerating), inviting everyone to join them. While you seek safety and comfort, Scorpio is living life behind closed doors, too hidden to go out. Taurus loves Scorpio but often, unable to see in the dark, doesn’t know it yet.

GEMINI: You seek Sagittarius to take you on an adventure far away (from your neighborhood). You sometimes wish you could play music, prepare food and travel like Sag—rather than gather information that overwhelms, sometimes infuriates, and causes confusion if love isn’t around. You long for Sag’s “focus.” They never fall off the mountain. You’re secretly and emotionally falling down everywhere into meadows of flowers, blinded, yet often happy, about where you’re going.

CANCER:  We’re always unconsciously attracted to our opposite signs. You wish you could bring forth all that’s practical. The opposite of practical, your environments are piled high with boxes, baskets, trinkets everywhere, the stove filled with soups and stews. You seek the Capricorn clearing-out method of “throw everything out, turn off the heat, tear up the rug, and give everything away,” way of life. It’s not nurturing. It’s not you! But a tiny part is!

LEO: We gaze at our opposites. They seem to have all the attributes we seem to lack. You, the heart-felt, need to be recognized, praised, and applauded for anything you create. You gaze across the room to the Aquarian—the foot loose, fancy-free, friendly acquaintance to everyone (acquaintance to everyone, friend to none)—floating happily here and there, giving things away, putting up art shows, taking them down as if heedless to time. Where is their love? you ask.

VIRGO: Whereas you are detailed to the minute, Pisces swoons with any detail. It wounds them. Whereas you can bring order and organization to everything, Pisces doesn’t even know most things exist to be organized. As you are able to serve the self, Pisces knows it must serve and save the world, first. Pisces has no self. Sometimes you wish you were a Pisces. All this detail work makes the eyes dim and tired. Next life.

LIBRA: While you focus your entire life energies on relationships—how to have them, keep them, maintain and tend to them—your Aries side scoffs, thinking your relationship needs are dependencies and humiliating. But you know you cannot exist without them. Libra needs the “other” in order to understand how to be in relationships. Life for Libra means two, not one (like Aries). Poor lonely Aries, Libra thinks. But then senses a lack of freedom. Interesting paradox.

SCORPIO: You never fall into the illusion of others providing for you. You provide everything, at all times, for yourself, by yourself. You are the “triumphant warrior.” However, sometimes you peek out from your closed black curtains to see how Taurus, over there practicing the Art of Comfortable Living, is doing and sometimes you wish you were a Taurus, too. It’s hard being in self-denial most of the time in order to protect yourself. Or drowning in dark waters. Perhaps you need a couch.

SAGITTARIUS: Always on the road, even in your mind, seeking the next place, goal, project, plan, person … anything keeping you moving, arrow-like, focused on what’s ahead. You wish you were Gemini sometimes, provincial, afraid to wander away from the neighborhood, content to sip on local flowers, never venturing up Sir Hillary’s Mount Everest, which signified a spiritual ascent for humanity. You’re always where the greatest need for you is. You’re needed, you ask?

CAPRICORN: You are, yes, practical and methodical, can turn chaos into order, can supervise and shape up a crowd of hungry party-goers with a baleful glance, but really what you need is some chicken soup and matzo balls from Cantors (or Zabar’s) made by Cancer hands with a bit of warm heart thrown in. While you’re known for resourcefulness and sturdy boots that climb ladders to the top of mountains, you also need the kindness Cancer’s emotional support offers. Mother, where are you?

AQUARIUS: You don’t think you need anything but the future. But really you need a bit of a Leo’s warm heart in order to catch (and keep) a full time partner that becomes a marriage (someday, maybe). While you prize your freedom, you gaze at Leo’s circle of friends always supporting their creativity and wish you could have a bit of Leo’s heated drama in your cold neon-lit life. Seek out a Leo. Tell them you’re in need. Keep making art.

PISCES: While you’re listening to the Mind of God, while you see devas (fairies and light beings in the garden) and understand all things mystical, as you “slouch toward Bethlehem” with the Magi hoping to catch the holy child before His flight to Egypt, you gaze upon Virgo, gestating a new state of awareness with poise, neatness, self-control, composure and dignity. While you are rumpled, disheveled, sweating, lost and wondering where you came from. You call to Virgo. It’s your wound sometimes.

 

Pacific Coffee Roasting Company Celebrates 30 years

Congratulations to Dena and Tom Hope, celebrating 30 years as founder/proprietors of Pacific Coffee Roasting Company. Tucked into a central corner of the Aptos Center complex—same one that includes the wonderful home decor mecca Outside-In—the sunny, inviting coffeehouse is loaded with comforting ambience and gleaming onsite coffee roasting equipment. I sipped an impeccably made double macchiato while soaking up the unpretentious charm of this local hangout. Patrons were reading, writing on laptops, getting together for morning coffee, and enjoying something from the irresistible pastry display. Everything roasted here is also on sale here, and the back wall of Pacific Coffee Roasting Company is lined with bins containing dozens of varieties of beans, ready to be bagged up, or fresh ground for take-away.

“We started this place when our kids were babies,” Dena says with a chuckle. “And now they’re grown men. We even have our third generation of regular customers.”

Some pastries are done in house—“muffins, cinnamon rolls, cookies. And we have several amazing bakers we turn to as well, she says. Those amazing bakers provide the coffee house’s amazing layer cakes—the coconut and the carrot varieties are outstanding. “We go through an incredible amount of beans each week—we love our coffee beans,” she adds. As amazed as anyone that they have been around for so long, Dena reveals the secret of her coffee shop’s success: “it’s been so much fun,” she says. I nibbled a bit of old-fashioned New York crumb cake with my espresso and enjoyed a luxurious taste of the past. The clientele is eclectic and the baristas are friendly and helpful. Little round marble tables with seriously comfortable chairs are part of the appeal. I’ve conducted many an interview in this local landmark, and always left feeling both calmed and caffeinated at the same time. The best of both worlds. Locally owned world-class espresso. Another reason to visit—or live in—Aptos. Pacific Coffee Roasting Company, 7554 Soquel Drive, Aptos.

 

Muns Vineyard Tastings

Muns Vineyard is not only the home of some spectacular Santa Cruz Mountain Pinot Noirs, it’s also home to a spectacular view of the Monterey Bay from its Loma Prieta foothill vineyards. Saturday, May 5 you have a chance to join the winemakers at Muns Vineyard for a tasting and tour of the incredible property. If you’re interested, please make a reservation by contacting Mary Lindsay at ma**@**********rd.com. Quick like a bunny! Space is limited.

 

A Toast for Jimmy

A gifted and generous host, Jim Aschbacher filled every room he entered with energy. His life force still resonates for all who knew him and were touched by his insistent joie de vivre. He was the bubbly in the glass, every glass, yet it is his powerful determination to live large that I recall most vividly. In the 35 years that I knew him he applied himself with playful persistence to every moment, every encounter, and every chance, to making art. Over the decades Jim and Lisa’s Oscar Night parties provided the perfect setting for the Aschbacher touch—plying us with Champagne, making sure everybody had filled out their Oscar picks, and in the course of the evening dazzling us all with his encyclopedic memory for film and TV trivia and his insightful interpretations. Jim was a serious man disguised as a jovial prankster. He was serious about wanting to make people smile, but he was most serious about his devotion, admiration, and love for his sweetheart, Lisa. He was her partner every day, in every way. Here’s to a life well lived. See you on the other side, Jimmy!

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Rob Brezsny Astrology May 2-8

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Free Will astrology for the week of May 2, 2018.

Taurus, Desire, World Servers, Vulcan and the Dual Signs: Risa’s Stars May 2-8

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Esoteric Astrology as news for week of May 2, 2018

Pacific Coffee Roasting Company Celebrates 30 years

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Dena and Tom Hope look back on the coffee house’s 30 years, and a toast for the late Jim Aschbacher
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