Giveaway: Robin Trower

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British guitar legend Robin Trower took a winding road to pop stardom, first playing with London R&B group the Paramounts before joining rock band Procol Harum, just as they peaked with the global smash hit “A Whiter Shade of Pale.” Eventually, Trower left the band to broaden his musical horizons as a solo artist. His sophomore solo release, 1974’s Bridge of Sighs, drew numerous comparisons to the music of Jimi Hendrix and catapulted Trower to the top of the pop charts. He’s since released dozens of albums, including 2016’s Where You Are Going To.


INFO: 8 p.m. Wednesday, May 24. Catalyst, 1011 Pacific Ave., Santa Cruz. $37.50/adv, $43/door. 423-1338. WANT TO GO? Go to santacruz.com/giveaways before 11 a.m. on Wednesday, May 17 to find out how you could win a pair of tickets to the show.

Love Your Local Band: Tired

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The members of local grindcore/powerviolence trio Tired want people to know that just because most of their songs are a minute long, it doesn’t mean they aren’t packed with talent, intensity and a lot of heart.

“I feel like it’s one of those styles of music you stumble across as a kid like, ‘What the fuck is this?’” says guitarist Sam Samson. “I always just assumed it’s easy to play because it’s super fast and sounds like nonsense on guitar, but it’s super technical.”

Formed a year ago by Samson (who is also in Stone Sloth), drummer Colby Metzger (of Gloam) and singer Taylor Fish (ex-Moirai), they originally thought the new project would be temporary.

“The idea was to start a three-month grindcore band,” remembers Fish. “But then we kept getting more and more shows within nine months.”

Within those nine months, they played countless shows and recorded two EPs, Ennui (12 songs for a total of eight and a half minutes) and Created Broken (10 songs, also at eight and a half minutes). Unlike other grindcore and powerviolence bands that often take themselves so seriously that it borders on the ridiculous, Tired has never lost its sense of humor. Before landing on Tired, they went through several name changes—even taking up Third Eye Grind, a pun on radio pop band Third Eye Blind. While the name didn’t stick, they still perform “I Wish You Would Jump From That Ledge My Friend,” another reference to the ’90s band.

“We got asked by someone to play a Suicide Prevention show in town,” Metzger says with an ironic chuckle. “We just thought, ‘Dude, bad choice.’”

The band is furiously at work on new songs to record for a Bay Area band compilation, as well as for a split album with Oakland hardcore act Torture Method.

“Past that, the plan is to work on an album,” says Metzger. “Which, you know, will only be 15 to 20 minutes. After all, it is grind.”


INFO: 6 p.m. Monday, May 15. Caffe Pergolesi, 418 Cedar St., Santa Cruz. Free/Donations at door. 426-1775.

Rob Brezsny’s Astrology May 3—9

 

ARIES (March 21-April 19): Beware of feeling sorry for sharks that yell for help. Beware of trusting coyotes that act like sheep and sheep that act like coyotes. Beware of nibbling food from jars whose contents are different from what their labels suggest. But wait! “Beware” is not my only message for you. I have these additional announcements: Welcome interlopers if they’re humble and look you in the eyes. Learn all you can from predators and pretenders without imitating them. Take advantage of any change that’s set in motion by agitators who shake up the status quo, even if you don’t like them.

 

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): When poet Wislawa Szymborska delivered her speech for winning the Nobel Prize, she said that “whatever else we might think of this world—it is astonishing.” She added that for a poet, there really is no such thing as the “ordinary world,” “ordinary life,” and “the ordinary course of events.” In fact, “Nothing is usual or normal. Not a single stone and not a single cloud above it. Not a single day and not a single night after it. And above all, not a single existence, not anyone’s existence in this world.” I offer you her thoughts, Taurus, because I believe that in the next two weeks you will have an extraordinary potential to feel and act on these truths. You are hereby granted a license to be astonished on a regular basis.

 

GEMINI (May 21-June 20): Would you consider enrolling in my Self-Pity Seminar? If so, you would learn that obsessing on self-pity is a means to an end, not a morass to get lost in. You would feel sorry for yourself for brief, intense periods so that you could feel proud and brave the rest of the time. For a given period—let’s say three days—you would indulge and indulge and indulge in self-pity until you entirely exhausted that emotion. Then you’d be free to engage in an orgy of self-healing, self-nurturing, and self-celebration. Ready to get started? Ruminate about the ways that people don’t fully appreciate you.

 

CANCER (June 21-July 22): In a typical conversation, most of us utter too many “uhs,” “likes,” “I means,” and “you knows.” I mean, I’m sure that . . . uh . . . you’ll agree that, like, what’s the purpose of, you know, all that pointless noise? But I have some good news to deliver about your personal use of language in the coming weeks, Cancerian. According to my reading of the astrological omens, you’ll have the potential to dramatically lower your reliance on needless filler. But wait, there’s more: Clear thinking and precise speech just might be your superpowers. As a result, your powers of persuasion should intensify. Your ability to advocate for your favorite causes may zoom.

 

LEO (July 23-Aug. 22): In 1668, England named John Dryden its first Poet Laureate. His literary influence was so monumental that the era in which he published was known as the Age of Dryden. Twentieth-century poetry great T. S. Eliot said he was “the ancestor of nearly all that is best in the poetry of the 18th century.” Curiously, Dryden had a low opinion of Shakespeare. “Scarcely intelligible,” he called the Bard, adding, “His whole style is so pestered with figurative expressions that it is as affected as it is coarse.” I foresee a comparable clash of titans in your sphere, Leo. Two major influences may fight it out for supremacy. One embodiment of beauty may be in competition with another. One powerful and persuasive force could oppose another. What will your role be? Mediator? Judge? Neutral observer? Whatever it is, be cagey.

 

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Just this once, and for a limited time only, you have cosmic clearance to load up on sugary treats, leave an empty beer can in the woods, watch stupid TV shows, and act uncool in front of the Beautiful People. Why? Because being totally well-behaved and perfectly composed and strictly pure would compromise your mental health more than being naughty. Besides, if you want to figure out what you are on the road to becoming, you will need to know more about what you’re not.

 

LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): In addition to fashion tips, advice for the broken-hearted, midlife-crisis support, and career counseling, I sometimes provide you with more mystical help. Like now. So if you need nuts-and-bolts guidance, I hope you’ll have the sense to read a more down-to-earth horoscope. What I want to tell you is that the metaphor of resurrection is your featured theme. You should assume that it’s somehow the answer to every question. Rejoice in the knowledge that although a part of you has died, it will be reborn in a fresh guise.

 

SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): “Are you ready for the genie’s favors? Don’t rub the magic lamp unless you are.” That’s the message I saw on an Instagram meme. I immediately thought of you. The truth is that up until recently, you have not been fully prepared for the useful but demanding gifts the genie could offer you. You haven’t had the self-mastery necessary to use the gifts as they’re meant to be used, and therefore they were a bit dangerous to you. But that situation has changed. Although you may still not be fully primed, you’re as ready as you can be. That’s why I say: RUB THE MAGIC LAMP!

 

SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): You may have heard the exhortation “Follow your bliss!”, which was popularized by mythologist Joseph Campbell. After studying the archetypal stories of many cultures throughout history, he concluded that it was the most important principle driving the success of most heroes. Here’s another way to say it: Identify the job or activity that deeply excites you, and find a way to make it the center of your life. In his later years, Campbell worried that too many people had misinterpreted “Follow your bliss” to mean “Do what comes easily.” That’s all wrong, he said. Anything worth doing takes work and struggle. “Maybe I should have said, ‘Follow your blisters,’” he laughed. I bring this up, Sagittarius, because you are now in an intense “Follow your blisters” phase of following your bliss.

 

CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): The versatile artist Melvin Van Peebles has enjoyed working as a filmmaker, screenwriter, actor, composer, and novelist. One of his more recent efforts was a collaboration with the experimental band the Heliocentrics. Together they created a science-fiction-themed spoken-word poetry album titled The Last Transmission. Peebles told NPR, “I haven’t had so much fun with clothes on in years.” If I’m reading the planetary omens correctly Capricorn, you’re either experiencing that level of fun, or will soon be doing so.

 

AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): In what ways do you most resemble your mother? Now is a good time to take inventory. Once you identify any mom-like qualities that tend to limit your freedom or lead you away from your dreams, devise a plan to transform them. You may never be able to defuse them entirely, but there’s a lot you can do to minimize the mischief they cause. Be calm but calculating in setting your intention, Aquarius! P.S.: In the course of your inventory, you may also find there are ways you are like your mother that are of great value to you. Is there anything you could do to more fully develop their potential?

 

PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): “We are what we imagine,” writes Piscean author N. Scott Momaday. “Our very existence consists in our imagination of ourselves. Our best destiny is to imagine who and what we are. The greatest tragedy that can befall us is to go unimagined.” Let’s make this passage your inspirational keynote for the coming weeks. It’s a perfect time to realize how much power you have to create yourself through the intelligent and purposeful use of your vivid imagination. (P.S. Here’s a further tip, this time from Cher: “All of us invent ourselves. Some of us just have more imagination than others.”)

 

Homework: Which of your dead ancestors would you most like to talk to? Imagine a conversation with one of them.

 

Preparing for Wesak—the Buddha Full Moon Festival

This Wednesday Mercury becomes stationary direct. It takes Mercury three days to begin to turn around and move forward. As Mercury moves slowly forward, the New Group of World Servers, women and men of Goodwill everywhere in the world, along with great cosmic beings, prepare in silence and contemplation, for next Wednesday’s (May 10) Wesak Festival.

The yearly Wesak Festival is a consecrated time in which the Buddha enters the Earth plane (for eight minutes) and distributes the Will of God the Father to humanity. In this most important Eastern festival the Buddha brings with him the Wisdom, Knowledge and Insight (Taurus enlightenment) humanity seeks.  

The festival is actually seven days long—three days before (days of preparation), the festival day (Day of Dedication and Blessing) and three days after (Days of Safeguarding).

The Wesak (Water Festival, the “waters of life for thirsty humanity”) is a time of deep concentrated effort to bring illumination and wisdom to humanity. Everyone aware of this festival is striving and in service, preparing to become transmitters for the Taurus light-filled energies released into the world during the actual Full Moon days. Meditation and visualization are a part of this process.

The Wesak festival is held in a hidden valley in the Himalayas. Special ceremonies (ritual movements, chanting, blessing and distributing of waters) occur in order to contact Shamballa (the Father’s House where the Will of God is known). From the light of this contact inspiration illumines the mind of humanity. At the moment of the full moon, after much preparation we inform the Buddha, “We are ready, Lord Buddha. Come!” (more on the festival next week, at nightlightnews.org and on my Facebook page.)  


ARIES: Something’s (everything about you) exalted, there’s an abundance of physical and emotional energy. Your moods swing into a rhythm following the stars. You seek to understand, then protect values, possessions, and you are tenacious, like a Taurus. Although fluctuating, financially you’re prosperous. You feel sentimental, kind and loving. You wonder about your new self.

TAURUS: Watching you these days we see activity, forcefulness, courage, leadership. You’re free and independent, always led by imagination and vision. Your creativity asserts itself everywhere. Enlightenment is your purpose. Nothing obstructs this, not even close relationships. You pioneer new enterprises. You say you found your path and need no one (or so it seems). Yes you do.

GEMINI: You move into a reflective phase, becoming more sensitive to the needs of others. At times, you will be drawn into the mysterious and mystical through prayer, and to the occult through meditation and visualizations. What are you reading these days? It is good to stay behind the scenes, study things like forgiveness, apocatastasis (a Greek word) taught by St. Gregory of Nyssa. What does it mean? The world this week is being sanctified. Where is your crystal bowl?

CANCER: Enlightenment this week and month come through family, social groups, friendships, organizations and/or communities seeking to reform and revolutionize society. You will ask what are the collective objectives as you define future hopes and wishes. If they are not practical you will make them so. New ideas become ideals, illuminating your mind. You have a muse.

LEO: You seek enlightenment and illumination of thoughts through achievement in the world. Concerned with reputation, honor, recognition and fame, you learn how to influence others and be an enlightened intelligent loving authority. Assuming more responsibilities helps you learn how to lead with both power and love. When one is without the other, leadership is hollow. Leaders learn through suffering.

VIRGO: Your high ideals seek justice for everyone. You attempt to remove the blindfold from the eyes of Lady justice. You aspire for more education, deeper consciousness and true wisdom. You want to expand your mind through travel, religion or philosophical endeavors. Few see your spirit of adventure. Find and carve out of redwood or willow, oak or cypress, a sacred staff.

LIBRA: You look to others, seeing how they live their deepest values. You contemplate aspects of death and regeneration. You see the phoenix-like qualities found in those with great courage. You seek a deeper level of intimacy with the mysteries. Some Librans enter into detective work, diagnosing mysteries. You will engage in conflict for the purpose of creating greater harmony. Many won’t understand. Carry on.

SCORPIO: Enlightenment comes through seeing partners, intimates and those close to you with new eyes. Eyes not of judgment but of unconditional patience, love and understanding. You will find harmony through cooperation, balance through diplomacy, and peace through negotiation. This sounds like the United Nations, which is also Scorpio. The Great One is always knocking on the door of the U.N. And your heart, too.

SAGITTARIUS: You will enlighten and illumine others, just like the Buddha would, by being practical, neutral and always seeking wisdom; by tending to necessities (personal and professional); by assisting and serving others, which creates a holy order of things; by tending with composure to daily health and details of daily life. All with a neutral attitude. Then you walk the razor’s edge gracefully.

CAPRICORN: You’re often very dignified, and more so this month as the Buddha’s blessings shower upon all of us. Your dignity allows others to see you as noble, poised, self-possessed. You’re also creative, expressive and very entertaining (very funny sometimes), dramatic (in a good way), romantic (hidden) and playful. If anyone acts proud of themselves, praise them. They will find your response remarkable. You understand pride.

AQUARIUS: Enlightenment occurs this month through family, acknowledging the foundation of your life and how you’ve adapted, embraced and understand early learnings. As you grew you sought new sources of happiness. Where are your loyalties now? Nurture and shelter your origins. Give thanks for your early years. They refined the goodness you experience within yourself now. Build your home on these.

PISCES: Perceptions are heightened concerning the environments you find yourself in. You seek to improve and enlighten them. This provides you with tasks and purpose, two things you need in order to feel comfort and a sense of beauty. Contact siblings, close friends, walk through neighborhoods, take short trips and listen to kirtan, learn Sanskrit. Draw the Diamond Sutra. This way you reach into the Light.

Film Review: ‘Their Finest’

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OK, I’m a sucker for movies about writers. And it’s not an easy subject to get right on screen, since there’s nothing too cinematic about watching somebody tapping away at a keyboard. But a canny filmmaker can make the spark of the creative process visible by showing a pool of writers pinging ideas off of each other, or escalate drama in a succession of ever more ridiculous demands imposed on the writers by whoever is in charge of their project. Oh, and a little romance never hurts.

Lone Scherfig is a very canny director. And she and scriptwriter Gaby Chiappe manage to craft a smart, entertaining femme-centric movie about writers and writing in Their Finest, using all of the above storytelling techniques. Set in London in 1940, during the Blitz, the story concerns the efforts of a film crew to make a morale-boosting epic to help the war effort. The mood is witty, urbane, and irreverent, but it’s not exactly a lighthearted romp, with the specter of death and destruction always just around the corner.

Adapted from the Lissa Evans novel Their Finest Hour and a Half (which is a pretty funny title, right there), it’s the story of young Welshwoman Catrin Cole (Gemma Arterton), who arrives in London with her artist husband, Ellis (Jack Huston). The dismal canvases he paints are considered “too brutal” to be used in the war effort, so Catrin goes for a job interview at the Ministry of Information: Film Division, for what she thinks is a secretarial position. But because she’s done some advertising copywriting, she’s assigned to the scriptwriting unit.

Her new boss, Swain (the ever-droll Richard E. Grant), produces films about the war at home, and they need somebody to inject the “female viewpoint” into their pictures. Of course, Catrin is told, “we can’t pay you as much as the chaps” in the scriptwriting pool, but they need her to write what one of her new co-writers, Buckley, calls “the slop”—i.e. women’s dialogue.

Young and able-bodied, the acerbic Buckley (Sam Claflin) was called up to fight, but it was decided he’d be much more useful behind a typewriter than a gun; despite his own irreverence, he has an unerring gift for heart-tugging without bathos—leading to the required “morally clear, romantically satisfying” conclusion. After first assigning Catrin the most inaccessible desk in the office, he soon becomes her mentor.

Catrin interviews twin sisters who set out in their dad’s fishing boat to join the evacuation at Dunkirk, which the producers want to make as their next film. The real story proves to be disappointing, but the writers frame it as true to the spirit of the times, if not to actual facts. As Catrin, Buckley, and colleague Parfitt (Paul Ritter) hammer it out at their adjoining typewriters, Scherfig includes snippets from the movie-to-be playing onscreen as the writers dream up each scene.

Meanwhile, Scherfig’s film percolates with acutely funny dialogue and situations. The producers impose insane demands on the writers—like adding a Yank to the story to appeal to the U.S. market, played by an American-born RAF pilot who can’t act (Jake Lacy). The wonderful Bill Nighy plays an aging ex-matinee idol whose part in the script is deepened by Catrin and Buckley in exchange for him giving the Yank acting pointers.

Jeremy Irons has one funny scene as the Secretary of War trying to inspire the team by reciting the St. Crispin’s Day speech from Henry V. Rachael Stirling is great as a trousered production liaison calling herself “Phyl” with a particularly adversarial relationship to Buckley. He doesn’t mind her sexual orientation (nobody does), but he thinks she’s a “spy” for Swain; she says Buckley was “spawned spontaneously in a pub out of the sawdust.”

Like the fictional filmmakers it portrays, Their Finest realizes it may not be able to achieve all of its conflicting objectives, as the bombs rain down around them. But Scherfig’s film continues to engage and surprise us with its wit, skill, and heartfelt emotion.


THEIR FINEST

*** 1/2 (out of four)

With Gemma Arterton, Bill Nighy, Sam Claflin, Richard E Grant, and Rachael Stirling. Written by Gaby Chiappe. Directed by Lone Scherfig. A EuropaCorp USA release. Rated R. 117 minutes

 

In Defense of Santa Cruz’s Vibrant Culinary Scene

On April 13, the San Francisco Chronicle published an article by Carolyn Jung on the state of the Santa Cruz culinary scene, and her lackluster assertions rubbed me the wrong way. The article, headlined “Santa Cruz Dining Scene Shakes Off Its College Town Image,” leaned heavily on the input of local cookbook author Andrea Nguyen, but didn’t accurately reflect the dining scene or its history, and neglected many of the major players.

Jung began by claiming that in Santa Cruz, “the dining landscape was dominated by the frozen, the fried and far too flabby clam chowders”—a frustratingly narrow vantage point from which to frame the rest of the article. Santa Cruz County boasts a $1.5 billion agriculture industry, and at least one farmers market is available every day of the week during the summer months. Those ingredients aren’t just going into home kitchens; I frequently run into chefs while grabbing my own groceries.

Nguyen credits Kendra Baker and the opening of the Penny Ice Creamery in 2010 for “invigorating the area.” Not to dismiss Baker’s positive influence, but featuring her alone glosses over a long history of restaurants and chefs. India Joze, La Posta, Soif, Oswald, the now-closed Theo’s, Gabriella Cafe, Ristorante Avanti and Lillian’s are just a few of the restaurants that celebrate our local bounty with flair. More recently, the wave of pop-up restaurants represents the type of adventurous risk-taking that is a sign of a thriving culinary scene.

For Nguyen and Jung, “the breadth of dining” in Santa Cruz is showcased through Earth Belly, Mutari, Shun Feng, East End Gastropub, Jaguar and Home. These are indeed some of the area’s best, but it’s an oddly incomplete list at best, and it’s perplexing that after crediting Baker with advancing the scene they fail to include her and business partner Zach Davis’ fine-dining establishment, Assembly.

There’s no mention of Santa Cruz County’s dozens of fine wineries, high-caliber craft breweries or hundreds of excellent local food and beverage artisans. Santa Cruz-based traveling dinner series Outstanding in the Field, for example, was a leader in the farm-to-table movement more than a decade ago, and still is today.

It’s not easy to capture what makes a dining scene special in a single article—I struggle to be able to cover everything here even with this column—and in the end, Jung sold our culinary community short. Misrepresenting what’s available in Santa Cruz to millions of readers throughout the Bay Area benefits no one, and especially not local restaurants that rely on having a slice of our $700 million tourism pie.

A Food-Friendly Pinot From Lucia Highlands

The Lucia Highlands 2015 Pinot Noir, with grapes from Fogstone Vineyard in the Santa Lucia Highlands, is a delicious spicy wine with an abundance of fruit notes. After a vibrant impact on the palate, it’s followed by a pleasing earthy sensation and a touch of vanilla. Silky tannins and bold flavors of red fruit are layered in this lovely Pinot—a very drinkable red which pairs well with most meat. But with its lightness of body, it would also pair with fish.  

Lucia Highlands Pinot Noir and Chardonnay can be found in local stores such as Deluxe Foods of Aptos (where it sells for $30), The Fish Lady, and Seascape Foods, as well as restaurants such as Bittersweet Bistro in Aptos and Britannia Arms in Capitola. The Rootstock Wine Bar in Los Gatos also carries Lucia Highlands’ wines.

Lucia Highlands does not have a tasting room because they primarily grow grapes for other wineries.


Spring Wine Walk

Downtown Santa Cruz hosts a Wine Walk from 2-5 p.m. on Sunday, May 7. Enjoy tastings while strolling through some of your favorite downtown shops. Check-in starts at 1:30 p.m. at Soif Wine Bar & Merchants, 105 Walnut Ave. for your pass and your glass—and a map of the pouring locations. Tickets are $40 in advance and $45 the day of event. Visit downtownsantacruz.com for more info.


Chaminade Farm-to-Table Dinners

The first in the summer series of farm-to-table wine dinners at Chaminade Resort & Spa is coming up on Friday, May 12. Enjoy a five-course meal paired with local wines. Reception is at 6 p.m. and dinner at 6:30 p.m. These dinners are upbeat and fun—served outdoors with food and wine in abundance. Cost is $110 per person all inclusive. Other dates are June 9, July 7 (reception at 6:30 p.m. and dinner at 7 p.m.), Aug. 11, Sept. 15 and Oct. 20. Visit chaminade.com for info and reservations.


“Winesday” at Shadowbrook

Shadowbrook Restaurant continues with its “Winesday”—5-9 p.m. every Wednesday until the end of May—with free hors d’oeuvres and discounted wine. Shadowbrook Restaurant, 1750 Wharf Road, Capitola, 475-1511. shadowbrook-capitola.com.

Why is the Grave of Antoinette Swan Unmarked?

It is a glorious spring day in Santa Cruz, golden sunshine and a light breeze coming from the ocean, and I am walking on the west bank of the San Lorenzo River—or, more accurately, along its western levee—with Kyle Gilmore, an intense and purposeful man of Hawaiian descent who is fascinated by the connectivity between Santa Cruz and the place of his familial roots on the island of Oahu. Gilmore, now in his late forties, was raised in foster homes and juvenile detention centers on the island, and spent the past 30 years or so “wandering the globe,” as he puts it. He is in search of connectivity to lives that have come before his.

Gilmore has recently discovered the now celebrated tale of the three Hawaiian princes who visited Santa Cruz in the 1880s and brought the royal sport of surfing to the Americas. He is drawn to it, passionately, resolutely.  

For those unfamiliar with the story, here is a quick summation: In the summer of 1885, three Hawaiian princes—David Kawananakoa, Edward Keliiahonui and Jonah Kuhio Kalaniana’ole—used traditional styled olo boards made of redwood from the Santa Cruz Mountains and surfed at the mouth of the San Lorenzo River. Their activities, described in the local press at the time as “interesting exhibitions of surf-board swimming as practiced in their native islands,” provided the first known account of Polynesian-styled surfing in the Americas. (See GT’s cover story, July 1, 2015.)

Perhaps even more significantly, their cultural activities caught hold here in Santa Cruz. A decade later, a local newspaper item declared that “the boys who go in swimming at Seabright Beach use surfboards to ride the breakers, like the Hawaiians.” By the 1890s, surfing had taken root in Santa Cruz.

At the center of that story—and the reason that the princes stayed here in Santa Cruz—was a woman named Antoinette “Akoni” Swan, of royal Hawaiian lineage and who served as a catalyst to the princes’ historic activities here.

Surf historian Kim Stoner and I have been tracking and researching this story for most of our adult lives. Several years ago, we uncovered a remarkable archive of materials in Hawaii—letters and photographs— that significantly expanded our understanding of the critical role Antoinette Swan played in this story. She has subsequently been featured in several of our articles, as well as in exhibits at the Museum of Art & History—including one that featured a pair of the princes’ original olo surfboards on loan from the Bishop Museum in Honolulu.

Slowly but surely, the fascinating, once-forgotten figure Antoinette Swan has been rewoven into the fabric of Santa Cruz history.

 

[dropcap]G[/dropcap]ilmore, staying in Santa Cruz at the invitation of our mutual friend (and Good Times CEO) Dan Pulcrano, was so intrigued by the princes’ and Antoinette Swan’s tale that he went to visit Swan’s gravesite at Santa Cruz Memorial Park (also known as Odd Fellows Cemetery) on the eastern banks of the San Lorenzo, on Ocean Street Extension. What Gilmore discovered is that Swan’s graveside had no marker. Nothing.

Antoinette Swan on Iolani Palace grounds c. 1885
HOLDING COURT Antoinette Swan, right, in black dress, with Queen Kapi’olani on the Iolani Palace grounds, circa 1885. At left is Edward K. Lilikalani (who served as a historian and genealogist to the royal family), an unidentified guard, and several unidentified children. Swan served as Kapi’olani’s chamberlain; she was always by her side. PHOTO: HAWAII NATIONAL ARCHIVE

Hawaiian bloodlines can be difficult to trace, sometimes nearly impossible to follow. For years, there have been lawsuits and trails of broken dreams trying to prove them in court. But it has generally been understood that Antoinette Swan had royal, or ali’i, lineage, which explained not only her close ties to the three princes, but also to King Kalakaua and Queen Kapiʻolani in the late 19th century, even when she was residing here in Santa Cruz.

Upon discovering her story, Gilmore felt an immediate kinship to Antoinette. According to his own family lore, he is a descendant of Hawaiian royalty, of a line similar to that of Antoinette’s. Recent DNA tests that he showed me provide possible links not only to Antoinette, but to the three princes as well, along with at least two other ali’i bloodlines. All of them were distant cousins—the same way that Antoinette and the princes were believed to be related.

Gilmore met with officials at the Memorial Park cemetery, and has set up a GoFundMe account to help fund the creation of a marker. He is also hosting a concert at the Catalyst on Saturday, May 6, (see below) to raise funds for a gravestone.

“When I went to the cemetery and saw no marker there,” he says, “I felt compelled to act, to do something about it. My mother had directed me to always protect the bones of those with superior mana, or spirit. I felt as though it was my calling to honor ‘Akoni’.”

 

[dropcap]T[/dropcap]wenty years after the princes arrived here in Santa Cruz, an obituary appeared in the Santa Cruz Surf on Oct. 2, 1905, for “Mrs. Antoinette Don Paul Marie Swan,” who had died the day before at her family home on Cathcart Street. The obituary noted that Swan “was courtly in manner, and had a charm in her dealing with people that won many friends. She was a kind neighbor and a devoted mother, loved by her children.” She was clearly a well-liked and widely respected member of the community.

The obituary also included some detailed information about Antoinette’s lineage, rather unique to Santa Cruz at this time:

She was born in Honolulu, Hawaii, of Spanish parentage on her father’s side, he being for many years consul from Spain at Honolulu, and owner of the island at the mouth of the Pearl River [today Pearl Harbor] and was very prominent in the islands. He was the first to introduce many of the flowers in that land. Her mother was of Scotch and Hawaiian ancestry. She married Lyman Swan in the islands, and they came to California in 1846, and about 12 years after their arrival came to Santa Cruz, where she has since resided, except for a number of years spent at the islands, where she dwelt with the royalty at the palace, being a member of the King’s household.

Antoinette Swan in Santa Cruz
GONE TO CALIFORNIA Antoinette Swan in Santa Cruz, circa 1880. PHOTO: HAWAII NATIONAL ARCHIVE

Not all of the information in the Surf obituary was accurate, but it was close enough to provide both an open window into her life story and enough clues to put the various pieces of this intricate historic puzzle back together.

According to baptismal records in Hawaii and her death certificate here in Santa Cruz, Antoinette Marin, nicknamed “Akoni” when she was young, was born on the island of Oahu on Oct. 6, 1832. Contrary to the reference in the obituary, her mother, Kaikuloa, is believed to be a full-blooded Hawaiian and a “chiefess,” which made Antoinette, by birth, of “ali’i” or noble Hawaiian lineage.

Her father, Don Francisco de Paula Marin, was a legendary figure in Hawaiian history, from his first arrival in the islands in the early 1790s until his death in Honolulu in 1837. While he was never “consul from Spain,” as would later be claimed (indeed he deserted the Spanish army), he served in the role of unofficial consigliere to Kings Kamehameha III & IV and played a major role as liaison between European and American vessels and native Hawaiian authorities.

By the time Marin had died in 1837, he had fathered, according to some accounts, as many as 27 different children. His last daughter, Antoinette, had just reached her fifth birthday. Following Marin’s death, Antoinette was adopted by Dr. Thomas Charles Byde Rooke, a prominent British physician who had also married into an ali’i family.

In November of 1851, an item in the Honolulu Polynesian newspaper noted that Antoinette had married Lyman Swan, then a young businessman on the Honolulu waterfront. He was a partner in Swan & Clifford, a seemingly successful chandlery business that fitted out whaling ships during the heyday of the Pacific whaling industry and the era of Moby Dick. (Indeed, a young Herman Melville had worked for Antoinette’s hanai brother-in-law, Isaac Montgomery, during his four-month sojourn in Honolulu.)

A ship manifest I recently discovered from 1848 raises some interesting questions. Listed on board the barkentine Elliot Libbey on July 11, 1848, departing from Tahiti to the “Sandwich Islands” [Hawaii], are Swan and his “wife,” listed as though she were from “Tahiti.” Also on board was his chandlery partner, Ornan Clifford, along with his wife. Were Swan and the 15-year-old Antoinette already living together as a married couple well before their marriage? Or had he taken a Tahitian bride that he left before marrying Antoinette? The answers remain uncertain.

 

[dropcap]B[/dropcap]usiness records in the Hawaiian Archives indicate that while the Swan & Clifford chandlery was doing a booming business, income was not keeping up with expenses. Apparently, unbeknownst to his partner, Swan began forging “bills of exchange” (or checks) with several whaling ships. The partners were also accused of short-selling coal.

On April 13, 1855, authorities in Hawaii issued a wanted poster charging both Swan and Clifford with forging $40,000 in promissory notes and leaving more than $80,000 in unpaid bills, just after Swan had snuck out of Honolulu on the sailing ship George in March of 1854. It was a huge amount of money during that era—the equivalent of millions today—and the case quickly garnered international attention. A $5,000 reward was offered for information about their whereabouts.

While Clifford immediately returned to Honolulu and declared his innocence (several supporters in Hawaii signed a letter on his behalf), Swan was apprehended on the island of Alameda, in San Francisco Bay. All of the forged bills had been executed in his handwriting. While Hawaiian authorities tried to extradite Swan, he was never to return to the islands. He endured several years of both civil and criminal court cases against him in San Francisco (he was found guilty on several, but not all counts). The records of his many court cases, located today at the Bancroft Library at UC Berkeley, do not reveal if he was sentenced to any time in prison.

Somehow during this time, he managed to bring Antoinette and his daughter Lily to California, where the family first resided in San Jose, and then moved to Santa Cruz in the mid-1860s. By that time, there were five children in the Swan household.

A native of New York and originally a baker by trade, Swan returned to his roots and opened a bakery on Pacific Avenue. By the time of the arrival of the three princes in 1885, the Swans were popular and widely respected pillars of the Santa Cruz business community. The family purchased a large plot of land in downtown Santa Cruz, at what is now the corner of Front and Cathcart Streets, that then backed up to the San Lorenzo River.

In fact, Lyman Swan was so respected in Santa Cruz that he was the “ninth signer” of the Constitution and Roll of Members of the Society of Pioneers of Santa Cruz County—though there was never any mention in any local documents or newspaper accounts of the criminal activity that forced him to leave Hawaii and led to his quiet relocation to the northern sweep of Monterey Bay.

 

[dropcap]T[/dropcap]he second half of the 19th Century was a time of profound cultural and political transition in the Hawaiian Islands. The globalization of the world economy brought ever increasing outside pressure on the islands, and forged changes internally as well. In particular, the United States was emerging as a Pacific power and aggressively asserting its political and military influence throughout the Pacific Rim, particularly in Hawaii.

In 1884, the popular Hawaiian monarchs King David Kalakaua and his wife, Queen Consort Esther Julia Kapiʻolani, who were childless, adopted the three princes after the deaths of both their parents. By blood, the three brothers were Kapiʻolani’s nephews, the sons of ali’i from Kauai, and they had been sent to Hawaii’s finest schools. Now they were being prepped for the monarchy at St. Mathew’s Hall, a full-fledged military school for boys, located in San Mateo.

Antoinette Swan with others at Iolani Place in 1890.
ROYAL FAMILY Antoinette Swan, foreground right, with (from left) King Kalakaua, Col. Charles Hastings Judd, and Queen Kapi’olani, circa 1890, at Iolani Palace, shortly before Kalaukaua’s death in San Francisco in January of 1891. Kalakaua and Kapi’olani were the hanai (adoptive) parents of the three princes. PHOTO: HAWAII NATIONAL ARCHIVE

When not at St. Mathew’s, the three princes were placed under the careful eye of Antoinette Swan—not her husband—and her children, who were considered older “cousins” of the princes. The Southern Pacific connected San Mateo to Santa Cruz, making their commute to the seaside resort an easy one. When the Swan home became too crowded, the princes boarded at the nearby Wilkins House, located half a block away, on Pacific Avenue and Cathcart Street.

It would be doing a significant disservice to the historical record to suggest that life at the Swan house was a bed of white ginger blossoms—for the princes or for themselves. In fact, the Swan marriage was a decidedly unhappy one. Lyman Swan’s larceny may have long been hidden from the Santa Cruz community, but he couldn’t hide it from himself or from Antoinette, whom he had shamed with his activities in Honolulu.

According to records in the Hawaiian Archives, Antoinette decided to return to the islands for lengthy periods of time, where she served as a special assistant to the Royal Family—her official title was chamberlain (not “chambermaid” as the local press occasionally referred to it) and often traveled with them abroad.

In a remarkable, albeit somewhat melancholy, letter written by Lily Swan to her mother in October of 1886, Lily lamented that her father “has been drinking nearly all the time” and that the previous evening “he came home awfully full, and in consequence, he was sick the next day.” She complains that her younger brother Alfred “is also drinking now.”

Apparently, Prince Edward had accused Lyman Swan of stealing money from him, though Lily took the side of her father and described Edward as a “nasty little cuss” and further noted that “I hate him” and “if he comes here again I shall surely snub him good.”

The other two brothers, however, David (“Koa”) and Jonah (“Cupid”), she was fond of, and she describes how they had given her potted “tuber roses” for her garden. In return, she made “pretty hat crowns” for them, and for their cousin Richard Gilliland, who was also attending St. Mathew’s from Hawaii and was also a frequent visitor to Santa Cruz with the princes.

 

[dropcap]I[/dropcap]ronically, it was in December of 1941, only a week following the bombing of Pearl Harbor (a property that had once belonged to Swan’s father), that Santa Cruz briefly paid attention to the Hawaiian links to its history. Two prominent Santa Cruz Sentinel historians, Leon Rowland and Ernest Otto, both paid homage to Swan and her family. Rowland described Antoinette as “a native woman of royal blood” (he identified her mother as “Lahihali”), while Otto, who almost certainly knew “Akoni” when he was a young boy, described her as “courteous and gracious,” and declared that she would “never be forgotten by those that knew her.”

Until recent years, however, she had been completely forgotten by Santa Cruz history.

Three-quarters of a century after Antoinette Swan’s last hurrah, Kyle Gilmore and I are continuing our walk along the San Lorenzo. Life around the river is bustling: mallards are engaged in an exotic mating ritual on the water; swallows nesting on the Soquel Avenue bridge are darting and diving toward the river; crows are swarming overhead. At one point, as we head south along the levee, I realize we are near the location of the Swan family home, the place where Antoinette died on Oct. 1, 1905.

Gilmore honors this realization with a moment of silence.

As we draw closer to the beach, we notice 20 young sea lions sunning themselves on a ledge just above the water. A few swim near us and monitor our movements. Gilmore takes these as signs.

Earlier in the day, he and I had visited with Santa Cruz Memorial cemetery owner Randy Krassow, who is as affable as he is informative. He took us to the unmarked Swan family burial plot and showed us records indicating that a dozen members of the Swan family, including Lyman Swan, were buried there—all unmarked. It was a stunning discovery. Several years ago, I had happened upon the Swan family photo album in Honolulu, with virtually all of these family member’s carte de visite images, and now I was connecting with their spirits at the cemetery.

Gilmore says there is something he needs to explain to me. He speaks to me in a measured tone about the Hawaiian concept of mana, or spiritual energy, and why he felt that Antoinette Swan was possessed of a powerful version of this spirit, which she had obtained through her birth.

“Whatever is revealed through all of this,” he says, “I will accept the responsibility—to deal with all that presents itself in a righteous manner. This is a central part of my Hawaiian heritage—to be accountable to all that is sacred and forgotten. She is here. I can feel her.”

On the distant horizon, just beyond where the three Hawaiian princes first surfed at the river mouth 132 years ago next month, a flock of pelicans is forming a “V” above the water. They seem to be moving in slow motion. “I know there was something I had to do here in Santa Cruz,” Gilmore says to me. “I look around and see the anxiety and pain we all live in as part of the modern world. The insanity. We need to honor our mana, and to remember the past. That is how we are going to heal our people.”

 

Geoffrey Dunn is the author of ‘Santa Cruz Is in the Heart: Volume II,’ and ‘Images of America: The Santa Cruz Wharf,’ both available locally.



Saturday Night Benefit in Honor of Antoinette Swan

There will be a benefit concert, featuring reggae and world music, at the Catalyst this Saturday night, May 6, beginning at 8 p.m. This is an all-ages show.

Bands playing include Killer Queens, Santa Cruz Reggae Allstars, Hallway Ballers, and the Feldthouse Band.

Tickets are $15 presale, and $20 day of show. Doors open at 8 p.m. All funds will benefit the placement of a grave marker at the burial site of Antoinette “Akoni” Marin Swan and her family.

 

For Immigrants, Cannabis Is Still a Serious Risk

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Federal efforts to ramp up deportations and crack down on cannabis could have profound implications on any noncitizens who grow or smoke—even for medical reasons.

A case now making its way through court is illustrative of the dilemma. Sebastopol cannabis attorney Omar Figueroa is defending an undocumented man faced with deportation for growing cannabis in Northern California.

To defend his client, Figueroa enlisted an immigration lawyer to write a letter to the prosecutor “explaining why a misdemeanor marijuana conviction, which may not have been a big deal in the Obama years, would be a nightmare these days,” Figueroa says via email.

Over the past decade, noncitizens were encouraged out of the shadows under President Barack Obama’s so-called Dreamers’ initiative, while a societal shift toward cannabis acceptance coaxed legacy growers out of the shadows in California and elsewhere.

Now anyone who is a noncitizen and a cannabis user or grower can face permanent expulsion under new directives from President Donald Trump and Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) that call on prosecutors to throw the book at them.

Where Obama pushed for prosecutorial discretion in deference to a humane view of the immigrant experience in America—and not tearing apart families in the process—Trump has flipped the call for discretion to a bullhorn urging maximum punishment for the undocumented. It’s something that could even impact those in the country legally, says Santa Cruz cannabis attorney Ben Rice.

“It would be really easy for any noncitizens to misunderstand Prop 64, which legalized recreational pot in California. There’s very little value in it to them. It’s a trap in that way because few understand that the California law doesn’t protect them from federal prohibition,” says Rice, insisting that no noncitizen should tell a border or immigration official that they have ever tried pot. “They don’t even have to be caught smoking, or using, or growing. All they need to do is admit. Just the admission can get them deported or excluded.”

Figueroa’s client was brought to the United States by his parents as a youth. He is married to an American citizen, has two children with her and was in the process of “applying for his lawful permanent residency,” according to a version of the immigration attorney’s letter.

The client was arrested on cultivation and possession for sale of cannabis, and was offered a plea deal where he’d cop to a single possession charge of over 28.5 grams (one ounce) of pot.

The letter implores the unidentified district attorney to drop the pot charges altogether, since any conviction could lead to his permanent removal from the United States. (All identifying information has been redacted from the letter, including the name of the immigration attorney who wrote it, and the client.)

The letter acknowledges that ICE officials would make the call on any removal proceedings and urges prosecutors to not give ICE anything more to work with as it details the harsh dictates coming from the Trump administration that go beyond established immigration law as it intersects with drug policy.

Under federal drug-scheduling rules, cannabis remains listed as a controlled substance with no medicinal value—and under DHS rules, any possession of any “controlled substance” by a noncitizen is itself enough to prompt a deportation proceeding.

If Figueroa’s client is convicted on drug charges and deported by ICE, his application for permanent residency becomes a moot issue, since “in order to be granted residency he must be admissible to enter the United States,” reads the immigration-lawyer letter.

“There are three possible grounds of inadmissibility that could be implicated as the result of the disposition of his criminal matter,” it continues, and if any apply, he would never be able to be granted residency. Under existing immigration law, any conviction for an offense related to a federally defined “controlled substance” would cause him to be permanently exiled from the United States. “For that reason, it is imperative that [he] not be convicted of any of these offenses,” the letter reads. “If he were so convicted, even the existence of his citizen spouse would not be sufficient to qualify him for residency. He would be permanently inadmissible.”

Throw in a couple of executive orders from Trump, and the immigration consequences of even a single count of simple possession “would be extremely dire,” the letter continues as it lays out the new Trump push to get prosecutors to participate more forcefully when there’s an opportunity to deport someone.

On Jan. 25, Trump issued the executive order “Enhancing Public Safety in the Interior of the United States,” which directs executive federal agencies to execute immigration laws and to make use of all available systems and resources to do so.

The bottom line, says the unnamed immigration lawyer: “It is extremely likely that significant numbers of noncitizens, who previously would not necessarily have been priorities for immigration enforcement, now will be targeted by immigration officials for deportation, or for denial of immigration benefits.”

Rice, the most well-known cannabis lawyer in Santa Cruz, says he would like to see DAs create a policy similar to one adopted in Santa Clara County six years ago. There, District Attorney Jeff Rosen issued a memo telling his deputies to consider “collateral consequences” in pursuing charges.

For example, Rice, who knows Figueroa and has worked on criminal cases as well, says that if someone gets charged with a cannabis-related offense, the DA could instead charge them on something that won’t catch ICE’s attention, like a pesticide infraction. He notes that prosecutors routinely do something similar already; for instance, when someone is facing a DUI charge after blowing a .08 blood alcohol content on a breathalyzer. Often times, the DA will strike a plea deal, bargaining the offense down from a DUI to what’s commonly called a “wet reckless.”

Neither the Sonoma County nor the Santa Cruz County district attorney’s offices could be reached for comment by deadline, and the state’s District Attorneys Association defers all questions to local officials.

In the meantime, immigration groups are counseling noncitizens to keep a low profile, especially around cannabis.

The Daily Cannifornian, an online source of all things pot-related in the state, recently posted a story about the cannabis noncitizen conundrum and reported that the San Francisco-based Immigrant Legal Resource Center “advises non-U.S. citizens not to use marijuana until they are citizens, and not to work in marijuana shops. On top of that, it cautions undocumented immigrants not to leave the house carrying marijuana, a medical marijuana card, paraphernalia, or other accessories such as marijuana T-shirts or stickers.”


Additional reporting contributed by Jacob Pierce.

Burlesque Troupe Debuts Solo Show at Kuumbwa

There’s an unmistakable ease with which the five powerful women of the Wily Minxes burlesque troupe take the stage on their bejewelled stilettos, eyes aglitter and tassels swinging. They own it. I saw it when some of the Minxes performed for the last Santa Cruz Fringe Festival at the Vets Hall in the “FLEXual Healing” show. I’d brought my mother and sat in the front row.

“That woman looks like she wants to eat you,” my mother whispered to me, looking up at Wily Minx founder Vyxen Monroe. I blushed a nice shade of scarlet and secretly hoped she was right.

Three years later, I’m sitting on the floor of the Minx’s rehearsal space after hours with Monroe and Dasha Cayenne, drinking gin and lemonade from mason jars, ice cubes clinking as we muse over their Wily Minx Extravaganza on May 6—that’s “extra-vag-anza,” with a soft “g” and a wink.

“Some of my favorite shows down in L.A. were dance shows where there wasn’t a single moment to think about what was going on, you were so deeply immersed in the experience. You walk in and disappear into the experience until it spits you back out at the end,” says Extravaganza co-producer Cayenne. “It’s like the best kind of sex. You’re just in the moment.”

That’s the Wily Minx experience,” says Monroe, also a co-producer.

From full-length gown to pasties, it’s all about the tantalizing journey, says Cayenne, and with special Extravaganza guests Magnoliah Black, Jet Noir, Adrogymo, and Femcee Alexa Von Kickinface, their naughty night will be one to remember.

For one night only, the Santa Cruz-based troupe will bring its powerful wiles to the Kuumbwa Jazz Center with its very first self-produced, curated and performed burlesque show. The Extravaganza—so named because “there’s going to be tons of vagina on that stage,” laughs Cayenne—will showcase six years of the funniest, sauciest, and finest work from the group’s repertoire, with some surprises sprinkled in.

“It’s been a long-term goal for a while, at least two years, and now we are finally seeing it come true. It was really born from wanting to do the Stockings Holiday Cabaret at Motion Pacific, but just more,” says Monroe. “We’ll work more than six months on that show. We wanted to take that energy and excitement and creativity, and do it sooner rather than wait the whole year.”

The Kuumbwa had to be where they host their first full-length show, says Monroe.

“The Kuumbwa is really swanky and sexy, it has all the feel of a cabaret-like theater—”

“And the accessibility of the audience,” Cayenne cuts in. “Because playing with audience members is definitely a favorite part of getting to perform.”

They’re both tittering now, with a knowing look between them: “Get your VIP tickets,” Monroe says with a wink. “The splash zone … not really.” Cayenne giggles, dark curls bouncing. “Bring goggles … not really.”

The Wily Minxes are five friends: Honey D’Mure, Luna Luxe, Whisker Rose, Monroe and Cayenne—no, those aren’t their real names but everything else is 100 percent au natural. They’re all classically trained dancers, bringing extra tact to the tease.

“To have five dancers do 10 moves in a row, all the same, coupled with impeccable musical timing, changing up the tempo—fast, slow—and then adding technical skill to it, ranging from flexibility to turns to jumps,” says Monroe, “I think that is a very savory dish for an audience member, and for a performer.”

One of the hardest things as dancers doing burlesque has been to learn to slow down, says Monroe, a cue they learned from the business’s legends.

“I talk about it like punctuation: you can have a sentence, but then having the proper punctuation is what really wraps it up,” says Cayenne.

“No one wants to watch a run-on sentence,” adds Monroe, raising her eyebrows. “Where do we want to leave a question mark? Where’s the exclamation point?”

They’ve put a lot of thought into how to be the best in burlesque—Cayenne recently won “Best Tease” at the Texas Burlesque Festival, and last year Monroe was invited to perform at the Las Vegas Burlesque Hall of Fame in the “Movers, Shakers, and Innovators” category.

To be on stage in front of strangers with nothing but a g-string and pasties can be empowering and vulnerable at the same time, says Monroe.

“I’m giving to them, they’re giving to me, and the more we give to each other, the better my performance becomes,” says Monroe.

“It can feel incredibly distant when people are just demonstrating skill on stage,” agrees Cayenne. “You can’t control someone’s entire experience in a show but I do feel like one of my responsibilities is to invite you in and for you to feel seen and loved, in a way, because it is about you being here.”


Info: 7:30 p.m., Saturday, May 6, Kuumbwa Jazz Center, 320 Cedar St., Santa Cruz. thewilyminxes.com. $25-$50.

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