Thank You, Mr. President

01.28.09

There have been several firsts lately. Here’s one. Last week in Napa I found myself in an elegant wine bar on a weekday morning, not winetasting but rather crying and hugging and cheering along with about 90 strangers, all of us watching the live broadcast of President Obama’s inauguration.

Mostly I cried. But I wasn’t embarrassed, since so many other people were crying. Even the manager shed tears. With no tissues available, my friend Beth grabbed a stack of cocktail napkins and set them within easy reach of us and five others. Given the occasion, it seemed natural for her to cheerfully assist strangers and friends alike.

The feeling in the room was electric as Obama pointed out to over a million attendees (and tens of millions of web streamers plus uncounted millions of television viewers) a number of resonating truths. Among these was the fact that we’re living on a warming planet, and for our survival we need to harness the sun and wind and earth for power.

Thank you, Mr. President. How uplifting to hear those words spoken after the Bush administration sneered at global warming along with human rights and ecological justice. For the past eight years in particular, oil interests have held us hostage. Oil contributes to less than 5 percent of our energy, but Cheney and Bush, whose families profited, made oil-market wars a national priority, sending ill-equipped soldiers into combat while cutting benefits to their families. Morale plummeted.

Soil and water quality sank, too. Under Bush-Cheney leadership, the Environmental Protection Agency was functionally dismantled, along with the EPA research library that provided documentation essential to controlling the sale and use of over 800,000 potentially dangerous pesticides. What did this accomplish besides the business-as-usual profit making and interspecies poisoning? Underhanded and underreported, it spread the toxin of discouragement, a condition that makes people feel hopeless, disconnected and powerless. This condition has been more threatening to the planet than pollution.

So far in the global crises, the obstacle preventing our country’s withdrawal from fossil fuels has not been a lack of technology but a lack of organized will. The power source within the human spirit has not been fully tapped—yet. But it just might happen after all.

When Obama acknowledged global warming and endorsed renewable energy in his first presidential speech, cheers broke out all over the room and I cheered the loudest. Another first! But underneath it was the most significant first, the key to our sustainable future.

The foundation of Obama’s campaign strategy, where social networking met grassroots organizing, was a reconstruction of our collective hope. It produced a rebirth of community involvement. Encouraged people feel connected to one another, empowered. And empowered people make changes. Our new president made it clear that this isn’t going to be a picnic, that there are difficult days and “hard choices” ahead of us. But he reminded us that we will move forward with hope and unity. We’ll function as a true democracy now.

It sure felt that way to me, looking around the crowded wine bar during the inauguration broadcast and seeing the happy, proud faces. It felt the same watching video clips of other happy, proud faces gathered in other cities to watch change come to the White House. We got Obama there. We overcame two major obstacles—discouragement and big money—and we did it together.

So together we celebrated. I remember feeling close to everyone that morning, experiencing a heightened sense of purpose and optimism. Those few who could sip wine or Champagne that early in the day raised their glasses while others raised coffee mugs. And near the end, almost everyone stood and raised their voices to sing along with “The Star-Spangled Banner.” It has been harder to sing that song in recent years. But now it seems right. Beth improvised a terrific harmony and we sang at the top of our lungs.

I went home elated, wondering how long it would take us to make the behavioral changes required to become a sustainable “land of the free and home of the brave.” I don’t know the answer, but I’m feeling very hopeful.


Metaphor Shower

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01.28.09

The language of love is full of poetic imagery. Lovers may “break” each other’s hearts or hope to “mend” them, or yearn to have back the “treasure trove” of love they’ve foolishly spent on another. They might speak of suddenly “falling” for someone or “seeing” the love that was always right “in front” of them. Imagine a world in which such metaphors were more than mere fancy. In playwright John Cariani’s boldly uncynical Almost, Maine, which opened last weekend at the Sonoma County Repertory Theatre, that’s the kind of world we are introduced to.

Think of it as a magic realism version of the old Love American Style TV show, a gently bittersweet series of short comic vignettes, each focusing on the romantic yearnings, mergings and dissolutions of eight all-too-human couples, all residents or visitors to the fictional town of Almost, Maine, where love, loneliness and the aurora borealis have been doing some very unusual things to the local folks. Directed with pointed simplicity by Sheri Lee Miller, the production features a cast of four actors, all marvelous—Andrea Day (above), Liz Jahren, Tim Kniffin and Dan Saski (above)—shapeshifting and costume-changing their way through various romantic entanglements.

Gloria (Day) arrives in town with a broken heart, the 19 pieces of which she carries in a paper bag, and has mixed feelings when she meets the lovestruck East (Kniffin), Almost’s resident repairman. Gayle (Day again) shows up at the home of her longtime commitment-phobic boyfriend (Saski) to demand the return of her love. (“I want it back, all the love I gave you. I’ve got yours in the car.”) The unhappily attached Marvalyn (Jahren), while ironing clothes in the town’s one-and-only boarding house, discovers herself unexpectedly drawn to the congenitally analgesic Steve (Kniffin), a sheltered fellow who claims to not feel any pain, even when smacked in the head with an ironing board.

The play joyously revels in these oddball characters as they find or lose love in whimsical ways, traversing the globe in search of true human connection, discovering the surprising truth accidentally tattooed on an arm or literally falling down (repeatedly) at the very moment they fall in love. What could have been cloying and squeamish is instead moving, hilarious and thoroughly entertaining, mainly due to Cariani’s grounded dialogue, Miller’s careful direction and a cast who make love and loss look “almost” like a midwinter’s dream come true.

Almost, Maine plays through Thursday&–Sunday through Feb. 22. Thursday&–Saturday at 8pm; Sunday at 2pm. Sonoma County Repertory Theatre, 104 N. Main St., Sebastopol. $18&–$23; Thursday, pay what you can. 707.823.0177.

 


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Change We Can Eat

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01.28.09

Splitting his time between Guerneville and Manhattan, acclaimed consultant Clark Wolf graces these pages with an occasional diatribe from a periodic local.

There’s been a lot of talk in foodie circles lately about White House vegetable gardens and ad hoc committees to advise the first family about state dinner cookery. A lot of it is hooey—or wishful thinking—but much of it is heartwarming and sincere and a very good idea in these rather difficult times.

The chatter had Alice Waters forming an advisory group to suggest candidates for a new White House chef, even though the talented Cristeta Comerford, who now holds the position, is in no danger of being fired and has no plans to leave; in fact, she was confirmed in her post on Jan. 14. Those bandied about included Rick Bayless of Chicago’s Frontera Grill and Topolobampo, where the Obamas have often supped, and the talented Southern chef Scott Peacock, much loved for his work with the late Edna Lewis (perhaps America’s most celebrated African-American chef).

Those toques are all publicly committed to the local/regional/sustainable practices now at the top of our radar screens. The thing is, a significant focus on just this sort of good, first-family cookery and food policy has been in place since early in the Clinton years. Credit Hillary for a lot more than her famously good chocolate chip cookies; she had a kitchen garden (admittedly, mostly herbs and tomatoes) installed on the White House roof. Even Laura Bush is on record as requesting organic ingredients, for family and state meals, whenever possible. Waters and other passionate voices might wield more heft if they were connected to a bit more good homework and generous acknowledgement of some very real and underreported efforts of recent years.

(In fact, we should all feel free to send recipes, menu suggestions and maybe even some heirloom seeds suitable for garden harvest in the Washington, D.C., area to Michelle Obama, who will be in charge of White House food-related activities—which may or may not include resonant symbolism.)

Then there’s the flap about the man nominated to be secretary of agriculture. Among those proposed for the spot by well-meaning but deeply uninformed advocates was the popular journalist Michael Pollan. Talk about fantasyland. Pollan writes intelligently and movingly about his thoughts and discoveries as a science reporter. He has virtually no interest in (or knowledge about) the workings of huge federal programs and has less than zero interest in leading an agency. He’s effective and cozy just where he is, having even stated his intention to move on from food writing to other compelling topics. (Drat.)

New York Times op-ed columnist Nicholas Kristoff frames things another way. He says we ought to have a “secretary of food.” Now you’re talking. But still, there’s an agency to run, if only to redirect it, and new ways of thinking to employ. It’s refreshing common sense to read other voices proclaiming that air, earth and water purity are all part of food, and that agriculture is for the purpose of making food, not just business.

This integrated approach is certainly a top goal, so it does make sense to try to charge a former Iowa governor with bringing together old ways and new. Sure, his state sports plenty of post-’50s agribusiness, leading to empty calories, subsidy checks and the bespoiling of the earth. But the state also supports a significant collection of innovative small programs designed to help bring new life and health to family farming. Sounds like the front lines to me. His name is Tom Vilsack, but I like to call him Vlasick, like the pickle he’s been in. Let’s hope he’s fair-minded and smart, and let’s send our (intelligent, well-researched) suggestions to him.

All of this got me to thinking beyond our chorus of seasonal, locavoracious personal cheerleading about what might be good ways for us to focus our energies during these next critical months.

After all, if the great Golden State can lead the way in land preservation, emission controls and living wage practices, why can’t we do the same, not just sporadically and locally, with national food and farming? Granted, we do a lot that’s innovative and fresh, and we certainly lead stylistically and organically in all senses of the word but clearly, we could do oh so much more.

In many ways, central California is the new Middle West. It’s where big business and federal financing—not to mention state- and region-supported irrigation—meet the American market basket. It’s where huge, tasteless broccoli bumps up against old, organic walnut trees, both a source of sustenance and success.

I won’t go into why some smart people feel that the actual Midwest is all but lost to them. What I will say is that the big difference for us is that California’s Central Valley is right down the road, filled with colleagues and neighbors, family and friends with whom we can talk and work and engage. We can help each other in so many real and immediate ways that it seems timely and prudent to focus some major time and energy on being local and regional, then going national—just as we do when we go shopping.

So here is my list for 2009 and beyond, designed to get a better dinner on the table, at home, around the corner, up and down the state and across the nation. Then we can talk about feeding—and better feeding—the world.

• Grow food. Out back, in a pot, on the windowsill. We can and must be personally connected to our food. It’s delicious and often practically free.
• Help with other gardens. School gardens, community gardens or your local town’s victory garden.
• Join community supported agriculture efforts. Try it once. Go in with friends. Invite neighbors. Learn the joys of kale and cardoons.
• Shop at your local farmers market. I know I don’t need to tell most people that, but it’s the year-rounders that need the most support. Buy something in February. Visit other ones nearby. Take the kids. Make it an adventure.
• Travel inland. Sacramento, Temecula, Livermore, Chico—there are wonderful farms there. This is certainly not the year for that trip to Paris or Barcelona, but we can certainly expand our horizons by exploring areas we take too much for granted.
• Get involved! Sign a petition. Write a letter, send an email. But before you do, read a lot and do your homework. It’s what we’re wanting from our leaders on a lot of levels.

Isn’t it nice that sound thinking, common sense and developed intelligence are back in fashion? Gobama!

 Clark Wolf is the president of the Clark Wolf Company, specializing in food, restaurant and hospitality consulting and author of the recently published book, American Cheeses.

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Hard Truths

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01.28.09

Thami: “Yours were lessons in whispering. There are men now who are teaching us to shout. Those little tricks and jokes of yours in the classroom liberated nothing. The struggle doesn’t need the big English words you taught me how to spell.”

Mr. M: “Be careful, Thami. Be careful. Don’t scorn words. They are sacred. Magical. Without words, a man can’t think.”

Few writers living today command the same volume of respect and admiration—bordering on worship and awe—as has been earned over the last several decades by South African playwright Athol Fugard. Born in 1932 to white parents, Fugard grew up in a country still operating under the segregationist laws of apartheid, which gave all the privileges and power to the minority white population. From his earliest efforts as a playwright, working with a mixed-raced theater company he founded in the late 1950s in Johannesburg, Fugard’s plays have stood as eloquent challenges to his country’s racist system of government, telling the story of black South Africans’ struggle for freedom and equality in their own country.

Eventually marked as an enemy of the state, and constantly under the watch of South Africa’s secret police, Fugard continued to write scathing works that soon drew the attention of the outside world. Though many of these plays had to be published and performed outside of South Africa, their impact was still strongly felt in Fugard’s homeland, where, until apartheid finally ended in 1994, a white man writing about the country’s many injustices against black people was seen as a kind of high treason.

As a result, Fugard’s body of work has achieved an unprecedented reputation in the world, with the author’s plays now viewed, and rightly so, as radical acts of brave individual heroism and personal honor as much as they are also dramatic entertainments meant to be staged in a theater. It’s difficult at times to separate Fugard’s reputation as a national hero from his job as a producer of words on a page, and as a result, even his lesser plays are often approached as a pilgrim might draw near to a sacred shrine.

The truth, of course, is that not all Athol Fugard plays were created equal. Though Sizwe Bansi Is Dead, The Blood Knot and “Master Harold” and the Boys are among the greatest political plays ever written, some of Fugard’s works, including 1989’s My Children! My Africa! , currently staged at the Marin Theatre Company in an elegant new production by director Josh Costello, are clearly among those “lesser plays.”

Rambling, preachy and overlong, with a near total avoidance of visual action as its three characters debate, sermonize and discuss their way through the violent real-life student boycotts of 1985, My Children! My Africa! is nevertheless impossible to dismiss. As emphasized in MTC’s powerful production, its very wordiness is part of its message—that words, in many cases, are better weapons than violent action.

On a simple, elegant classroom set (a thing of stark beauty by Erik Sinkkonen) depicting a poor black school in Candaboo, South Africa, the dedicated black high school teacher Mr. M (a wholly riveting L. Peter Callender) has staged a debate between his black students and those representing a white girls’ school from outside the “location.” Recognizing a rare opportunity to give his students a lesson in the unifying civility of spirited conversation, Mr. M asks one of the visiting girls, Isabel (Laura Morache, a sensation three years ago as Anne Frank at the Oregon Shakespeare Festival), to team up with his prize student, Thami (an excellent Lloyd Roberson II), and act as debate partners in an upcoming festival.

The timing is unfortunate, however, as the growing friendship between Isabel and Thami is soon shaken by the growing unrest over the country’s discriminatory system of education, and rumors of an impending school boycott, with the threatened possibilities of burned schools, pit the increasingly militant Thami against Isabel and Mr. M. Under Costello’s tightly focused direction, the cast give their own lesson in the power of performance to transform pages of gorgeous text into vibrant, living, thinking flesh and blood.

The play leaves many questions hanging over the stage like smoke after a blaze. Chiefly, since the school boycotts are now seen as a pivotal event in the undoing of apartheid, does Mr. M’s noble defense of education actually place him on the wrong side of history, and does it also turn Thami’s insurrectionist comrades, with their torches and clubs, into the real agents of change? It’s an uncomfortable debate, to be sure, but a debate well worth having, and surely that’s the point of this unwieldy, imperfect but sharply intelligent play.

John Patrick Shanley’s Pulitzer-winning Doubt: A Parable is another play about the power of words and ideas to transform and condemn, but in its script’s structure and tone, Doubt—newly opened at Spreckels Performing Arts Center in a production by the Pacific Alliance Stage Company—is quite the opposite of My Children! My Africa! Written as a series of escalating scenes arranged over the course of a few weeks, the play, set in 1964, in a Catholic church and school in the Bronx, is a tense, ambiguous mystery.

The parish’s likable new priest Father Flynn (a superb Michael Wiles), is not liked by the school’s hard-as-nails principal, Sister Aloysius (Carmalita Shreve, a little too monotone and repetitive until her impressive final scenes). When the young, naive Sister James (a lively Shannon Veon Kase) reports a possible indiscretion between Father Flynn and the school’s only African-American student, Sister Aloysius is confident that her priest is a pedophile, despite the absence of any real evidence and Sister James’ eventual retraction. Even the boy’s mother, Mrs. Muller (first-time actress Marilyn Waters, impressively confident but still too underexperienced for a role this complex and pivotal) wants Sister Aloysius to drop her crusade against Father Flynn.

 

The play, with that word “parable” slipped purposefully into the title, is clearly about more than child abuse; Shanley illuminates the frail, dangerous differences between certainty and truth. In the PASCO production, directed by Hector Correa with an emphasis on keeping the mystery a mystery, the unevenness of the acting hurts the overall power of the play but can’t obscure the fact that Doubt is an important and vital new American masterpiece.

  ‘My Children! My Africa!’ runs Tuesday&–Sunday through Feb. 15. Tuesday and Thursday&–Saturday at 8pm; Wednesday at 7:30pm; Sunday at 7pm. Matinees Thursday at 1pm, Saturday&–Sunday at 2pm. Marin Theatre Company, 397 Miller Ave., Mill Valley. $20&–$51. 415.388.5208.

‘Doubt: A Parable’ plays Thursday&–Sunday through Feb. 8. Thursday at 7:30pm; Saturday&–Sunday at 8pm; also Sunday at 2:30pm. Spreckels Performing Arts Center, 5409 Snyder Lane, Rohnert Park. $17&–$24. 707.588.3400.


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House History

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01.28.09

The year was 1963, and Doug Bosco, age 18, happily joined the several hundred thousand people at the National Mall for the March on Washington on Aug. 28. Working as a page on the House floor at the time, he would go on to have an inside look at Washington during the assassination of John F. Kennedy and, later, during his service as Congressman for the First Congressional District from 1983 to 1991, an inside look at the Reagan-Bush years. But for the Sonoma County lawyer and chairman of the Coastal Conservancy, it was the March on Washington that resurfaced before his eyes last week while watching the inauguration of Barack Obama.

“It just brought back all of those memories,” he says from his Santa Rosa office. “It also brought back a period of time where we were all young and idealistic and wanted to change the country. I got the exact same adrenaline running through my blood when I heard Obama’s speech. People are very, very excited now.”

Bosco’s lecture on history this Thursday at the Sonoma County Museum brings the national excitement down to a local level when the former assemblyman and congressman speaks on the history of politics in Sonoma County and the First Congressional District, peppered with his own reflections and insight. “I’m obviously not a historian; I can’t admit to doing hours and hours of research,” he says, “but I think I have a pretty good idea of how things were and where things are going.”

Campaign finance, special interests and lobbyists have changed politics entirely, Bosco charges. “We never had any special interests!” he says of his campaigns 30 years ago. “We just had anybody we could get to give us money, to borrow money. Our families helped. It was not nearly the intensity it is now. I think we spent maybe $300,000, maybe $400,000 on our race then. But now an open congressional seat would be a $10 million race and would definitely attract the attention of every special interest in the country.”

As for all those young people who want to change the country? Despite the money and interests involved, Bosco recommends running for Congress. “All of us old guys can speak at historical societies,” he says with a laugh, “but they’re the ones who are going to have to move us into the future.”

Doug Bosco speaks on Thursday, Jan. 29, at the Sonoma County Museum, 425 Seventh St., Santa Rosa. 6:30pm. $5–$7.50. 707.579.1500.


Bruce by Numbers

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01.28.09

Working on a Dream, Bruce Springsteen’s second release of new studio material in the rare short span of 18 months (following 2007’s rousing Magic), is a piece that breathes specifically in its own cultural moment. The great American roots-rock populist has as much stake in America’s new era of hope as any rock star, having advocated progressive causes and candidates for three decades, including debuting the thrilling, uplifting title track from this new album at Obama campaign stops in Ohio days before last November’s election.

Working on a Dream isn’t a political celebration at all, but it does find the Boss enjoying additional victories. He’s already won a Golden Globe award for his new track “The Wrestler” (heard in the acclaimed film), finally has songs available in the popular Guitar Hero video game series (the new single “My Lucky Day” and his classic “Born to Run”), and he’ll no doubt rock some of these new songs when he headlines the hugest gig in America at Super Bowl XLIII this Sunday.

 

All this cultural relevance belies a new album that’s less about Springsteen creating a special moment than about his confirmed presence in a collective moment that suits his classic instincts. When Americans want to believe again, he assures us that there’s nobility and comfort in knowing that we’re all working on it. If the bold retro shine of Magic found him wrestling with doubt and faith, then the booming, uneven simplicity of Working on a Dream finds him accepting the possibility that we may be OK. Much of this incomplete wisdom is just Bruce-by-numbers; opening track “Outlaw Pete” recalls his early extended character-based storytelling, while “This Life” sounds like a worthy outtake from the busy, melodic ’60s-style pop-rock sessions of Magic. “Good Eye” is stomping, slurry hard blues, while the sweetly resigned mid-tempo rocker “Kingdom of Days” offers the aged grace and beauty that will make it a meaningful favorite of Boss fans for years to come.

For the most part, today’s Boss sounds mature and convincing. But on one real clunker, the nearly condescending “Queen of the Supermarket,” Springsteen awkwardly milks his stock working-class metaphors with an assumption of guaranteed real-world credibility. In America’s new era of hope, real people may need more than well-tested sentiments from popular icons. Working on a Dream is Springsteen’s tired comfort zone, but more importantly, it’s his momentary acknowledgement that in our collective desire to move forward, the campaign still continues.


The YouTube Democracy

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01.28.09


Anyone who doesn’t yet understand what an unstoppable cultural force YouTube has become should consider this latest bit of news: Even while it was pursuing a billion-dollar lawsuit against YouTube’s owner Google for copyright infringement, Viacom was secretly uploading promotional videos to the site. They may hate it, but they need it.

The allegation was made by Google in papers filed in federal court, and when corporate executives suing a supposed copyright pirate recognize that they need that pirate to survive, it illustrates how far behind the curve intellectual-property law has fallen in the digital culture of the 21st century.

One man who was making this very argument years before most people even knew the subject existed is Mark Hosler, founder of the pioneering Bay Area&–based group Negativland. Negativland’s history of making music by pushing the boundaries of sonic form and content opened up the very notion of what “music” was allowed to be in the formerly verse-chorus-verse rock world, paving the way for artists like Danger Mouse, Girl Talk and an entire generation of mashup artists.

Negativland’s history of making art by pushing people’s buttons is legendary. Their landmark 1987 album Escape from Noise tweaked American culture and politics with songs like “Time Zones,” “You Don’t Even Live Here” and “Christianity Is Stupid.” Then they pranked the media by connecting the latter song to a real-life axe-murder case, which led to their 1989 sound-collage masterpiece Helter Stupid.

In 1991, their controversial single “U2” sucked them into a legal maelstrom in which they were sued by everyone from U2’s label Island Records to radio personality Casey Kasem.

Hosler and his band mates turned that experience into perhaps the definitive book on fair use and copyright law, called Fair Use: The Story of the Letter U and the Numeral 2. As they continued to experiment, a funny thing happened: pop culture went Negativland.

From Napster to The Grey Album to YouTube, the very issues Negativland have explored—earning themselves labels like “pirates,” “anarchists,” “sonic outlaws” and much, much worse in the process—suddenly exploded into the mainstream.

Even weirder, at age 46 Hosler has now been embraced as the elder statesman of the digital-culture revolution. He lectures frequently about Negativland’s work and fair-use issues, and just last fall was invited to Capitol Hill to speak about copyright law.

In true contrarian spirit, meanwhile, Negativland’s newest album, Thigmotactic, is their first collection of “normal” songs—normal by their standards, anyway.

Hosler spoke to us about YouTube v. Viacom, his new role as remix diplomat and the issues facing digital culture.

Bohemian: How did you get invited to Capitol Hill to speak about copyright issues?

Mark Hosler: The Consumer Electronics Association, who represent Microsoft, Apple, Sony, Dell, Panasonic—all the big electronics manufacturers—as well as Google, Yahoo, Verizon, they have the largest trade show on the planet Earth every year, CES. It turns out that organization and who they represent—the people who make the hardware—want to have all of their systems be as open and portable and allow you as much flexibility as possible for you as the consumer to move your data around. The people who make the content, the movie studios and the music labels, the big ones at least—they want everything as closed as possible. They want strict copy protection. They don’t want you to have a DVD and be able to then copy it and put it into all the computers in your house or transport the data around.

So they’re kind of in a war with each other, and it’s really over these issues of fair use—what constitutes fair use of intellectual property when you’ve purchased it? Those folks realized they wanted to educate the public and college students and politicians more about fair use issues as the years go by, and they’re trying to duke this out. ‘Cause there’s going to be legislation and bills and laws and all that.

Well, they decide to form a sub&–lobbying group called DigitalFreedom.org. DigitalFreedom then realizes, I guess, that fair use issues do extend beyond the hardware into cultural and artistic areas, and they ended up asking Negativland to be on their advisory board a year ago. So with some caution, we agreed.

They said, “We’d love to have you come to D.C., and we’ll take you around to some different congressional, Senate and judiciary offices, and there are people who would like to meet you. We want you to put a face to these ideas about culture and art and the reuse and remixing and repurposing of things that’s becoming so prevalent.” There are people who are interested, but they quite often just don’t have a clue about what’s going on. You know, they’re older, maybe their idea of popular culture is the Rolling Stones. Many of them are Republicans. They don’t know what’s happening.

What Negativland’s seeing happen is that these kind of cultural artistic practices of appropriation have been moving over the last 100 years from the fringes of fine art into music and sound and film, but always being in the fringe, experimental area. And in the last five or six years, particularly in the last couple of years, they’ve absolutely exploded into the mainstream, where this is now a completely normal practice. A 13-year-old kid is going to take a bunch of corporate logos and some song he likes and some animation, a TV show or news footage, maybe something he animated himself, some footage he shot with his friends, and cut it together and make some funny thing.

Do you think our culture is becoming more comfortable with the idea that the public rather than artists or corporations has control over any piece of art that can be distributed digitally?

That’s a good question, and it depends on who you’re talking to. If you’re anyone involved with the business of culture and information and media and you’re over the age of 25, then maybe no, you’re not so comfortable. But if you’re younger, well, I do lectures a lot about our work at universities, and I’ve been doing it for the last 10 years. I used to have to really explain our whole rationale for why Negativland thought it was OK to appropriate things that we don’t own, that we didn’t make, and use them in our work. “Why in the hell do you think that’s OK? That’s just stealing!” Well, there is a whole explanation I can walk somebody through, and most of the time, in the end, people are convinced. I’m good at convincing them.

But what I’m finding in the last year is that when I’m talking to people in their late teens and early 20s in a university setting, I don’t have to explain it anymore. They already know. And it’s not even that they know they know, it’s just how things are. And that’s when things get really interesting. Even though the copyright laws are completely behind the curve here, the practices are becoming so normal that the public is in the driver’s seat. The public is going to decide what to do with your logo. In fact, if you’re a smart corporation, you don’t go sue kids who take your logo and fuck with it on MySpace. You see that as great advertising. You’d be stupid to go after them. I mean, how many times have you had someone forward you what looks to be some weird, screwed-up, homemade video, and it turns out to be an ad for something?

It’s bizarre that pranking has become a corporate practice in the digital age.

It’s inevitable. When we were doing the stuff we were doing in the late ’80s and early ’90s, I thought, well, there’s going to be some people who are interested in what we do, and are following this type of work and attitude, and they’re going to end up in advertising and government. In fact, some of the staff people of these members of Congress know who we are. They’re like, “Oh, I listened to you in college. Cool, we get to talk to the Negativland guy!”

And all of this is in spite of how we’ve maintained a truly outsider position. Our work is still in a legal gray area, we do everything ourselves, we’re totally self-managed. We’re total do-it-yourselfers. I still feel like I’m struggling and doing everything in the same way I was doing it when I was a teenager. That doesn’t feel any different. It’s not any easier, either. But to see that ideas have percolated into people’s brains is amazing.

I’m not boasting; I’m involved in making this stuff, but I’ve also always been an observer and a student of seeing how ideas move from the fringe to the mainstream. The vice president of the Consumer Electronics organization, Michael Petracone, he has a vinyl copy of our “U2” single. I was introduced to the president, and he knew all about our legal cases. And he in fact was the guy who litigated the Sony v. Betamax case—he’s that guy!

So even though I may not agree with these guys on their ideas about free trade, it’s like, “Oh my God, these guys are actually kind of the same age as me, and they actually get it.” I can have a conversation with them, and I’m not an alien being from another planet. They say, “Oh yeah, we know what you do. Yeah, you’re a little bit extreme, but basically we get what you’re saying and we understand and, yes, you have a legitimate point of view.” That’s the shift. Because in the early ’90s, when we were talking about this in the wake of the “U2” lawsuit, it was like, “Well, you guys are kind of crazy. Why is this even important?”

But as an artist, do you ever struggle with issues of artistic control yourself?

Well, no. People have sampled from us going way back to when sampling started. We would run across records where people had sampled from us. The most famous one was Marky Mark, the actor Mark Wahlberg. He did an album called Music for the People, and it starts off with about five or 10 seconds straight off of our album Escape from Noise. It’s a really stupid, fake, white-boy hip-hop record. It’s a terrible record. But it sold about a million copies. They did not ask our permission to use it, and I don’t care for what they did with it, but our opinion doesn’t matter. It’s basically none of my business what someone does who appropriates a little bit of our work.

I wonder what someone like Beck, a master repurposer himself, thought of all the repurposing of his work on the album ‘Deconstructing Beck.’

He didn’t like it. The story of that is that record was curated and put together by the label Illegal Art. It was their first release 10 years ago. Illegal Art is still around; they’re the label that’s been putting out Girl Talk. Illegal Art put [Deconstructing Beck] out, it came to the attention of Geffen Records, which was Beck’s label at the time. Geffen’s lawyers were threatening them about the release, saying you can’t do this and we’re going to sue you. We heard about it, and we teamed up with RTMark, sort of an early parent group that spawned the Yes Men. We said, “Hey, if these guys are trying to shut it down, let’s go even bigger, let’s help you publicize it even more.”

So RTMark is very good at viral promotion, and then we proposed to Illegal Art, “Let’s reissue it on our label, Seeland Records,” Negativland’s label. “We have a much better distributor than you, we can get this much further out there in the world.” And I asked him, “For all the trouble this is causing Geffen”—now they’re getting bad publicity and all this—”how many record copies have you sold?” And he said, “Three hundred.” That was all it was! It was just that the idea was so disturbing to Geffen.

And you were able to intervene on their behalf?

The first thing we did was to send Geffen a letter on behalf of and in defense of the project and to signal our involvement. We used to be on SST Records, and one of the guys who worked on SST, this guy named Ray Farrell, had moved to Geffen Records along with Sonic Youth. So I contacted Ray and said, “Can you give me the phone number of Beck’s management?” I got it, and after they got the letter and we got this really rude and patronizing reply from Beck’s lawyer basically saying, “Hey, you guys are artists, so what the hell do you know about copyright law?,” I called them on the phone and basically just asked them, “What are you people doing? This is no threat to you.”

We were hoping that they knew who we were, because by this point we’d gotten a lot of attention for the “U2” single, and it was a shot in the dark, but I thought if they happen to know who we are, and if they know that we generated so much bad PR for U2 when Island Records sued us, I wonder if we could use that as leverage to kind of shield this record from getting more hassle. I said, “Given Beck’s background, coming from independent music and the fact that he samples from all kinds of people”—and I’m sure he doesn’t clear all of his samples either—”why is there such a problem?”

At that point, the woman told me that Beck had instructed the law team at Geffen to back off, that he thought it was “bad karma,” I believe is what she said, to pursue this. I said, “That’s great, but would he be willing to make a public statement about that, because that would be powerful if he came out and said, ‘I’m allowing this to exist.'”

You have to realize the climate back then was very, very different, it was very tense around these issues. We were looking for any way to move the argument ahead, and getting a big pop star like Beck to kind of sign off on Deconstructing Beck would have been great. Her response was, “Well, he doesn’t like the record, and he won’t do that.” I said, “It’s actually even better that he doesn’t like it! He could say, ‘I don’t like it, but it doesn’t matter that I don’t like it.'”

It’s the same thing when we were dealing with U2. We said, “If you guys just suddenly got on board and helped us, or reissued our records as a B-side to a U2 single or something creative like that, it would make you look very cool.” Years later, I spoke with Brian Long from Geffen and was told that one of the main reasons Beck’s lawyers backed off really was because of our involvement. They saw it as turning into a big PR nightmare. So our intuition paid off.

Do you think the ‘U2’ lawsuit would have even existed if you’d put that record out in 2008?

I think probably not. But the record wouldn’t have the kind of impact now that it had back then, because appropriation and mashing up and reusing and repurposing things has become so popular and so mainstream. It was the perfect moment to do it; I mean, U2 was absolutely the biggest band on the planet. We put it out because we wanted someone to pick this thing up in a record store and look at it and have this moment of thinking, “This thing can’t even exist. How could anyone have even done this? And yet, it’s in my hand. They did do it. Oh, my God!”

Now with YouTube, ProTools, iMovie and countless other programs, people not only know it can be done but are doing it themselves.

Just look at how Girl Talk has emerged with such a vibe of coolness that anyone who gets sampled by him wouldn’t want to sue him because they would look so bad, so uncool. As a shield, he’s working hard to keep his kind of underground, DIY, whole illegal art thing, and I think that helps to keep people from seeing it as lawsuit bait.

They can’t sue everyone who’s recut a trailer or a movie on YouTube. The majority of people used to consume films as fantasy, but now they’re producers too, inserting themselves into the process.

We’re having a much more expanded cultural conversation. And really, regardless of what the laws say or big business thinks, that’s just healthy for democracy. That’s good for free speech. It’s encouraging for people in so many ways. I may be being overly optimistic, but I’d like to think it encourages a little bit of media literacy, in that you’re sort of understanding how this stuff works, and how you edit and put things together and “I can do it too.”

Again, I might be overly optimistic, but perhaps it means that this priesthood of the experts in media and culture and movie stars and rock stars and all that is taken down a notch, and then another notch and another notch. In fact, going back to Girl Talk, I think one of the reasons his stuff works is he lets the audience onstage with him, and there’s this sense of “Hey, this is just us. I could do that, too, and I’m literally the performer onstage while this guy plays collaged stuff off the laptop that was all made by someone else.” Now the reality is, what he’s doing is actually so intricate and amazing and brilliant that not everyone could do it. But I think it has that quality to it, like, “He’s just taking the pop songs on the radio, and I hear them, too! I know what that is!” There’s something very democratizing as an experience when I saw his show. It was kind of ultimate punk rock.

It used to be ‘anyone can learn to play guitar.’ Now anyone can learn to play a laptop, too.

That all dovetails with Beck and things like Napoleon Dynamite, the ascension of geek cool, where the nerd is now sexy. Being the guy who can edit together these sounds on the computer, it’s like you’re the star. DJ culture has introduced the idea that a show can be someone just standing there. As Gregg [Gillis of Girl Talk] mentioned to me, he said, “Can you believe there’s a thousand people who will come into a room and watch me just leaning over a laptop, and they think it’s a great show! All I’m doing is leaning over my laptop!” Well, and he’s sweating. I discovered one of his great tricks; he sweats so much when he performs that he covers his laptop completely with saran wrap before going onstage. He pulled it out when I was backstage with him and was like, “I gotta wrap it up before I go out.” It’s very practical.

Do you think there’s any future in Viacom’s billion-dollar lawsuit against YouTube?

It’s hard to know with that lawsuit—are they for real, or to what degree is it strategic, where they’re trying to draw a line in the sand? Maybe they’re not expecting to get that much money, they’re not expecting it to ever go totally in their favor, but perhaps they’re just trying to slow it down in some way. It’s like the RIAA [Recording Industry Association of America]. I have spoken to people from the RIAA about all of their different lawsuits, and I said, “As an observer, this is a very strange business model where you’re suing your customers.”

The Viacom lawsuit has gotten strange, too. It was just alleged that even after they sued YouTube they were secretly uploading promotional clips to the site—and not requesting those to be taken down, of course.

I remember thinking two years ago as YouTube was exploding, “OK, 2008—the YouTube election.” All of a sudden, that ridiculous interview that Sarah Palin gave with Katie Couric that’s just terrifying in what an imbecile she is—well, I didn’t see it. Most people didn’t. But a thousand different people uploaded it to YouTube, and that’s how I saw it. Went to YouTube, typed in “Palin” and “Couric,” and there it is. Or the parody of the Biden/Palin debate on Saturday Night Live. I have a feeling it’s going to be argued that that actually had an impact, because you looked at it and thought, “God, this is a comedy show, but that’s how she actually is.” That was a case where a little bit of comedy may have had an impact in the shifting public perception from her into being someone very dubious.

And the story about the vile things that were being said at Palin and McCain rallies by their supporters. I could be wrong, but my impression was that the way that got into the news was that it spread virally on YouTube first. Because the news is paying attention to YouTube. You see YouTube clips used on comedy shows and news shows all the time now. It’s interesting when these horribly crappy-looking videos show up on an HDTV show.

In this new landscape, do old-school media companies like Viacom or the RIAA have a chance?

The reality is nothing’s black or white. It’s not all going to be over tomorrow. But it’s like Marshall McLuhan said, major new technologies, when they emerge, can literally destroy existing models of business and power and culture. When radio came along, people thought that no one would go to baseball games anymore because everyone would just listen to them on the radio and it was going to destroy baseball. It’s entirely possible, and I think likely, that we are literally in the middle right now of seeing a whole new way of creating music and culture and getting it out there, and having a so-called career in the arts. It’s all being invented out of thin air right now, and it’s all being done by individuals and small groups and little companies and do-it-yourselfers. 


Odds & Sods

Bus Riders and Budget Bozos

01.28.09

GOING, GOING, GONE? Public transit is among the threatened services in California’s current budget drain.

Just as he’s hopping aboard the Route 48 bus heading up to Santa Rosa, Rohnert Park senior Jon Miles, calling himself a “forced commuter,” enthuses, “I couldn’t be happier with the bus service.” Asked where he places public transit on his list of state budgetary priorities, Miles replies, “Public transit should be the last thing to go. I can go almost anywhere I want for a couple bucks—anywhere I want to go!”

But Miles and his fellow transit bus riders may be among the biggest losers in the state’s budget meltdown. A Sacramento budget accord seems less than imminent. With no budget, transit provider decisions are not yet set in stone, but the way things are headed serious regional bus-service curtailment should be expected by May or June of this year, according to Bryan Albee, Sonoma County Transit’s systems manager. Albee confirms that as many as 30 or more hours of bus service could be eliminated daily from Sonoma County Transit routes alone.

Sonoma County Transit’s woes are hardly unique. All five of the North Bay’s fixed-route bus carriers expect to launch fewer runs, and many routes will run less frequently. What’s more, should Gov. Schwarzenegger’s plan to entirely eliminate state public-transit funding snake its way through the Democratic-led state Legislature, 2010 cutbacks could far outstrip those feared for this upcoming spring.

Meanwhile, public transit is lauded as a proven means by which to combat environmental degradation, ridership continues to grow and demand for expanded service is repeatedly voiced via voter initiatives. Transit cutbacks put jobs both on and off the bus at risk—and transit cutbacks are shown to negatively affect the entire region’s economy.

Ed Duarde is an accomplished landscape artist who is partially blind. Duarde depends upon two North Bay public bus services, Sonoma County Transit and Golden Gate Transit, to get from Petaluma to both Santa Rosa and San Rafael, where he teaches oil painting. Additionally, Duarde and his students hop summer buses out to the coast for painting classes. Duarde says he wouldn’t mind paying a little more to ride, but that regular, dependable bus service is essential. “I get to work on transit,” he explains. “If they cut it, I can’t work.”

While slashing marquee budget items like education, parks and healthcare grab the headlines, what’s little discussed is that public transit, providing more than 1.5 billion passenger trips statewide last year, may take the biggest hit of all. According to a recent Rider Alert issued by Sonoma County Transit, close to $3 billion in designated transit funds have already been diverted from such use in the past two years alone. If the governor gets his way even the few crumbs still left on the budget table will be swept entirely and permanently away by next year.

Deputy director of Santa Rosa City Bus Mona Babauta cautions against alarming bus riders. “If we see a dip in funding,” she says, “we’ll reassess at that point. But we are concerned with the elimination of the funding altogether. Then we’ll have to cut back.” Like other North Bay transit lines, City Bus has seen continued increases in ridership. “We typically see a 2 to 3 percent increase each year,” Babauta notes, “and last year we saw a little over 5 percent increase in fiscal year 2008.”

Cutbacks in public transportation are particularly problematic in a recessionary atmosphere. A study conducted in October of 2007 by the Department of Economics and Political Economy Research Institute at the University of Massachusetts, Amherst, compared economic impacts of mass transit funding with education, healthcare, defense, construction and tax cuts for personal consumption. They found that dollar-for-dollar, mass transit produces more jobs than any of the comparable sectors, and is only surpassed by education in total wages and benefits from employment injected into the economy.

 

In a Nov. 14, 2008, letter addressed to California State legislative leaders, industry advocacy group California Transit Association (CTA) stressed that “every $1 invested in public transportation projects and services generates approximately $6 in local economic activity.” The CTA further poses the question, “What other state expenditure . . . directly supports so many critical state goals, like jobs creation, air-quality improvement and congestion relief?”

Twenty-three-year veteran bus driver Yvonne St. Clair wrote her own impassioned letter to Gov. Schwarzenegger, strongly suggesting he withdraw his transit annihilation plan. But it was St. Clair’s conversation with bus riders at the Santa Rosa Transit Mall that brought to life what’s actually on the chopping block. Those boarding the bus engaged in lively dialogue with other riders already seated concerning what cuts would mean for their jobs, childcare costs and arrangements, grocery shopping, schooling, social services or medical appointments. Their concerns mirrored what St. Clair wrote to the governor: “Please, think hard about it, before you affect so many lives.”


Born Again

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01.28.09

As a half-Asian music fan, I’ve never seen much of myself in pop music. Sure, there were the guitarists from the Pixies and the Smashing Pumpkins, and the singer from Hoobastank. These days, there’s the Filipino guy from the Black Eyed Peas and the fellows in Linkin Park, but someone like Berkeley hip-hop vocalist Lyrics Born still sticks out like a sore thumb. In a recent phone interview, the half-Japanese artist, who brings his high-energy show to the Hopmonk Tavern in Sebastopol this Saturday, reiterates that he’d rather be judged on his merits than complexion.

“First and foremost, I’m an artist and that’s my job,” says the musician, whose birth name is Tom Shimura and who changed his name from his original, less-subtle moniker Asia Born. “I feel that art should benefit people in their lives somehow. I hope that what I do is inspiring to everybody.”

That’s just what Shimura has done since he attended UC Davis, where he cofounded the Solesides/Quannum Projects collective and record label, which featured such local luminaries as duo Blackalicious, singer Joyo Velarde (Shimura’s wife) and Mill Valley’s DJ Shadow (Shimura can be seen in a wig on the cover of the latter’s landmark 1996 album Endtroducing). As part of the duo Latyrx, Shimura received raves for his infectious speak-sing snarl that seamlessly blended elements of rap, funk and soul. It’s no wonder his regional smash “Callin’ Out,” from his 2003 solo debut Later That Day, was a hit on both R&B and hip-hop stations as well as local alternative rock radio.

“We’re in an ‘anything goes’ kind of time, since the iTunes/iPod generation is so diverse in their taste,” says Shimura, who relishes the diversity he sees in the Bay Area hip-hop scene. “That’s something I’ve been about my whole career and now the rest of the world is getting there. This sort of ‘mash-up’ culture is right now.”

Lyrics Born’s latest album, the aptly titled Everywhere at Once, is a beautifully jumbled affair, featuring the electro-funk of “I Like It, I Love It,” the rallying new wave of “Do U Buy It?” and even the reggaetón strut of “Top Shelf (Anything U Want).” It’s also his first album since shifting to full-band mode, something that’s accentuated his already dynamic live shows.

“For people that had seen my shows, I never want it to get stale. It has to always improve and stay exciting,” says Shimura. “This was a natural progression for me. I always imagined, even when I was sampling, that I was leading a band. My older records, even though they were sample-based, a lot of times they sounded live.”

The album’s lyrical content covers everything from romance and media overload, to the lies of the government and the sudden death of a close friend. At his most original, Shimura references the prejudices he’s dealt with in “Cakewalk,” a buoyant, inspirational tale of perseverance: “‘A Japanese rapper? That’ll be the day’ / That’s what my teacher told me back in the 12th grade / Can you believe that shit? Good thing I didn’t / Otherwise, who else is gonna sell these tickets?”

Shimura does see things improving, though. “I think what’s more important is that music in general, the entertainment business in general and public life in general are more reflective of what the true makeup is in this country and in the world,” he says. “We should be educated about all cultures and all peoples’ history in this country, whether that history is difficult to stomach or not.”

 

As a proud evader of pigeonholing himself, Shimura supported our new interracial president, whose stature is already a symbolic victory no matter what his administration achieves. “A lot of people who have been disenfranchised by the political system are suddenly energized and actually feel a part of it and not excluded,” says Shimura, who postponed his latest tour for the campaign. “The new American culture are people like Lyrics Born, people like Obama. There’s definitely going to be more Obamas, more Lyrics Borns, more Kimora Lee Simmons’, more Derek Jeters, more Keanu Reeves’ than just straight stock.”

  Hopefully, one day soon, Tom Shimura will be known as simply “Lyrics Born, brilliant hip-hop artist.”

 Lyrics Born performs Saturday, Jan. 31, at the Hopmonk Tavern, 230 Petaluma Ave., Sebastopol. 9:30pm. $25. 707.829.7300.


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