Sealed for Your Protections

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Shrink-wrapped, used paperback books. It’s a thing. I spotted a rack of them in a Calistoga drugstore.

Among the titles were the usual suspects like Sue Grafton’s “infinite alphabet” series (Z is for Zomebody Please Kill Me) and the no-doubt scintillating Her Ideal Man. Because they trapped the book inside form-fitting plastic, I couldn’t thumb through it—but I suspect it’s about a man who is ideal and, maybe, Fabio.

This kind of literary sleuthing is what an English degree is for—I bet. Whether or not a melted, transparent film appreciably increases the resale value of these titles, I cannot say. But if it does, I’m going to insist the Bohemian get the plastic treatment. Will it up the newstand value? Trick question—the Bohemian is free. Besides, you can’t put a price on the freedom of the press, can you? Don’t answer that.

Shrink-wrapping is a lens through which we can perceive something exquisitely on its own tattered terms. If we could shrink-wrap the perfect imperfections of our souls, we’d probably be better for it. And not because we’d all suffocate. Though I have to admit to a Sylvia Plath–like, by-way-of-polyvinyl-chloride-compulsion to stick my head in a shrink-wrap machine.

Perhaps I’d become like those saints whose bodies don’t decompose, the so-called “incorruptibles,” who no matter how green and leathery they look, are somehow in an everlasting state of beatification. At this point, that’s about as close to literary immortality I’m going to get—so crank up the machine.

Speaking of plastics, Buck Henry, the screenwriter behind one of the most iconic lines from The Graduate, died. As a refresher, the line went like this:

Older family friend, Mr. McGuire, corners recent grad Benjamin, played by Dustin Hoffman.

Mr. McGuire: I want to say one word to you. Just one word.

Benjamin: Yes, sir.

Mr. McGuire: Are you listening?

Benjamin: Yes, I am.

Mr. McGuire: Plastics.

That, and an Oscar nomination, will keep you working in the biz for half a century. Henry was 89.

No word if they’ll preserve Henry via plastination, the technique for preserving biological tissues pioneered by German anatomist Gunther von Hagens.

The results are life-sized Visible Man anatomy models. Hagens tours a show called “Body Worlds” that features dozens of plastinized cadavers, splayed and filleted in a variety of ways. It’s like walking into Nirvana’s In Utero album cover but without having to endure the ’90s.

When performing his anatomical dissections, von Hagens insists on wearing a black fedora as a sort of sartorial reference to a hat depicted in Rembrandt’s The Anatomy Lesson of Dr. Nicolaes Tulp. It’s also sinister as hell when he’s pumping corpses full of plastic.

I’ll stick with paperbacks.

No Show

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Approximately 30 community members and longtime activists filled a county conference room in Petaluma to discuss possible changes due to the recent death of David Ward after an interaction with Sonoma County law enforcement officials last November.

But the Monday, Jan. 13 town hall meeting, organized by Karlene Navarro, the director of the Independent Office of Law Enforcement Review and Outreach (IOLERO), lacked a crucial attendee: the Sonoma County Sheriff’s Office.

Navarro said she had extended an invitation to the agency, but did not elaborate on why they declined to send a representative. The Sheriff’s Office did not immediately respond to a request for comment on Tuesday, Jan. 14.

On Nov. 27, Ward, a Petaluma resident, died after an early-morning car chase and struggle with the officers from the Sheriff’s Office and the Sebastopol Police Department.

After the officers hit and used a Taser on Ward, Deputy Charles Blount smashed Ward’s head against the edge of the car door.

The case drew media coverage from around the country, especially as details about Blount’s history emerged in the weeks after Ward’s death.

On Dec. 5, KQED reported on Blount’s history of allegations of excessive force and multiple uses of the carotid hold, a controversial neck restraint he attempted to use on Ward. Blount also lied about using the carotid hold during a court proceeding, according to KQED.

The Marin County Coroner’s Office, which is investigating the cause of Ward’s death, has not released its findings. The Sonoma County Sheriff’s Office has completed its internal affairs investigation of Ward’s death, Navarro said at the town hall meeting.

The law enforcement agency has said it will not release the findings of its internal review to Navarro until the Sheriff’s Office has completed a labor procedure known as a Skelly hearing, according to Navarro.

In a statement accompanying the Dec. 20 video of the incident, Sonoma County Sheriff Mark Essick condemned Blount’s actions as “extremely troubling” and announced that he issued the deputy a notice of termination.

Town hall attendees voiced frustration that the Sheriff’s Office has what they perceive as a culture of avoiding meaningful community oversight. The fact that no one from the Sheriff’s Office attended the public meeting did not help that perception.

In discussions, meeting attendees raised a wide range of concerns about the Ward case and the culture within the Sheriff’s Office that may have contributed to the event. Attendees also stressed the need to focus on changing the culture of the Sheriff’s Office rather than just pushing for changes to its use-of-force policies.

For instance, the fact that Blount remained in the Sheriff’s Office despite his history indicated to attendees that the office could have avoided the Ward case if they had reprimanded Blount sooner.

Discussions during the meeting also raised recurring tensions between Navarro and former members of the IOLERO Community Advisory Council (CAC), a group of volunteers tasked with researching policy proposals and contacting the community.

Two guest speakers booked by Navarro spoke about “community trauma healing.” But some attendees, many of whom have been actively following the Sheriff’s Office’s activities for years, noted that discussion about personal healing techniques were premature since many community members still do not trust the law enforcement agency.

Rick Brown, the former chair of the IOLERO CAC, commented on the need for community trust of the Sheriff’s Office and IOLERO.

“You talk about trusting yourself,” Brown said after one of the speakers addressed the need for self-care in the wake of trauma. “At a community level, you also have to talk about [trusting] the people who have been called on to protect you… the people who are your servants to do the work of making sure the community is safe.

“In this circumstance, that hasn’t happened,” Brown said, referring to the process of submitting a long list of use of force recommendations prepared by the CAC to the Sheriff’s Office last year.

Brown said that CAC completed the recommendations last September; however, Navarro did not submit the final draft to the Sheriff’s Office until early December, shortly after Ward’s death.

In a public dialogue during the meeting, Navarro and Brown disagreed about the reason for the 10-week delay. Brown said that Navarro declined to hold multiple CAC meetings in October and November, making it impossible for CAC to sign off on the recommendations until its December meeting.

Navarro said there were “circumstance supporting that decision [to cancel the meetings].”

“We have a disagreement about those circumstances,” Brown responded.

Ultimately, Sheriff Mark Essick rejected a proposed temporary ban on the use of the carotid hold in a December meeting with Navarro.

The Sheriff’s Office is still working on its response to CAC’s use-of-force recommendations, according to Navarro.

Meeting attendees agreed that the community should not limit the conversation around Ward’s death to the use of the carotid hold alone, since there were other apparent problems with the deputies’ confrontation with Ward.

For instance, the Sheriff’s Office’s use-of-force policy mentions an officer’s “duty to intercede” if they believe a fellow officer is using “unreasonable force.”

In the Ward case, although there were multiple Sheriff’s deputies and Sebastopol police officers on the scene, none attempted to stop Blount.

Evan Zelig, a Santa Rosa defense attorney who was recently appointed to the IOLERO CAC, said community members calling for reform need to focus on changing the culture of the Sheriff’s Office, not just the use of one technique.

“Culture starts at the top, but it’s something that needs to be learned from the bottom all the way up,” Zelig said. “It’s the overall culture of the Sonoma County Sheriff’s Office that, with correction, will hopefully see more officers interceding when they have a duty to do so, as stated in their use of force policy.”

Fistful of Rock

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Growing up, San Francisco singer-songwriter Sam Chase learned to play music from listening to classic-rock greats such as the Who and Bruce Springsteen, folk outfits such as Simon & Garfunkel and old-school punks such as Rancid, giving his alt-Americana sound a rock & roll edge.

Since adopting his moniker, the Sam Chase, and forming his band the Untraditional, the Bay Area raconteur has released three albums, though his fans haven’t seen anything like his new endeavor, an authentically epic rock opera of an album, The Last Rites of Dallas Pistol.

“I love the album format that I grew up with,” Chase says. “I feel that in this day and age we’re moving into an era of singles instead of full-on albums—and I find that sad. This is my protest to the Spotify world we live in; by making an 18-song rock opera.”

In the works since 2012, The Last Rites of Dallas Pistol is indeed a single narrative Chase tells over 18 tracks. The story involves the Devil and a man who sells his soul to save his son, the titular Pistol.

“I always wanted to make a spaghetti western rock opera,” Chase says. “I probably wrote about 30 songs and whittled it down to 18. I had a bunch of other characters in mind; love interests and other bad guys. I wanted to write an Odyssey, but I realized at the end of the day 18 songs is plenty.”

When Chase approached his seven-piece band with the concept, they welcomed the challenge.

“We knew from the beginning we were biting off more than we could chew,” he says. “Part of me never thought it would get finished. We put out two other albums in the time it took us to write and record this album. Leading up to the album’s release, I was just thinking to myself, ‘Ok, just don’t die before you’re done.'”

With The Last Rites of Dallas Pistol now officially out in the world, Chase and his band are performing the record’s North Bay–release show on Jan. 18 at HopMonk in Sebastopol.

“This is going to be a mighty effort,” Chase says. “Wear some comfortable shoes and be prepared for a journey.”

The Sam Chase & The Untraditional perform on Saturday, Jan. 18, at HopMonk Tavern, 230 Petaluma Ave., Sebastopol. 8pm. $18. 707.829.7300.

War Stories

On April 16 in the year 1917, during the First World War, a pair of dozing English soldiers—Schofield (George MacKay) and Blake (Dean-Charles Chapman)—are chosen to deliver an urgent message.

Surveillance shows that some 1,600 British troops have advanced into the edge of a German trap. Horribly urgent as this is, the warning seemingly can’t be delivered by plane, and the Kaiser’s soldiers have cut the telegraph lines.

Delivering the message via a pair of runners is a mad plan, but their commanding officer (Colin Firth) recites Kipling to steady the two corporal’s nerves, “Down to Gehenna or up to the Throne …”

George Orwell cited the unspoken other half of that couplet as proof of how important a cliché can be: “sooner or later you will have occasion to feel that ‘he travels the fastest who travels alone,‘ and there the thought is, ready-made and, as it were, waiting for you.”

“Ready-made” isn’t a bad way to describe how director Sam Mendes proceeds; he makes a thrill ride out of the Western Front. It’s the fastest-paced film he’s done, formed as one long take, based on a soldier’s tunnel vision of zigzagging through the crowded trenches.

Here is almost every nightmare story you’ve heard about the war. Perhaps the nastiest matter is in the home stretch: hand-to-hand night combat among brick walls sliced into Dali shapes by artillery blasts. In these scenes, under the parachute flares, everything is as yellow and orange and lurid as a carnival.

This two-protagonist movie is livened up by celebrity officers. Mark Strong is an intelligent-looking officer (Canadian, I think) who provides a handy truck. Benedict Cumberbatch is a blood-drinking attritionist, another one of those top-brass fiends who thought that World War I would be won by the side that stuffed the most meat in the grinder.

The problem is that Mendes sometimes gets into the kind of territory that Mark Twain condemned in James Fenimore Cooper. It’s a movie on steroids, cooking up incidents when the truth is bad enough.

I succumbed to this thrilling, compelling film—though it’s current, post–Golden Globes status as a best-picture frontrunner is baffling. Considering what they endured, it’s probably best that the vets didn’t live to see it and hoot at it.

‘1917’ is playing now.

Laughing Matters

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ON-STAGE Gina Stahl-Haven headlines the Best of the San Francisco Stand-Up Comedy Competition: St. Valentine’s Day Mascara in February.

Comedian Gina Stahl-Haven gets heckled a lot, but not so much at the comedy clubs as in her college classroom. She laughs, “My students are hecklers and I have to respond to them.”

It turns out, working as a professor prepared the new comedian for standup more than she expected.

“I’m literally standing in front of 30 people in the classroom doing a bit,” she says. “It’s got my lecture in there but there are jokes and I’m responding to the group and that’s my job, so in a way, I have been professionally performing for the past 15 years.”

The rising star’s straight-talking humor reminds you of your funniest girlfriend, and she gives motherhood and relationships her signature treatment—sarcastic but not self-deprecating, celebrating the experience of being a woman but acknowledging the laugh-so-you-don’t-cry moments.

Stahl-Haven, a Novato native and instructor at Santa Rosa Junior College, won the exclusive San Francisco Comedy Competition last year when no one had heard of her, but was later told there was an error, and she’d actually won second place.

“I still have a lot of questions about what happened,” she says.

Stahl-Haven moved on from that disappointment, but it reinforced her feelings about women in comedy.

“I think women are funny, and we should open the space for more diverse types of comedy,” she says. “There’s a lot of misogyny in comedy, even though there’s a lot of people who are trying to change that in the scene.”

Stahl-Haven began performing improv in college at San Francisco State University, where she took her first comedy class.

“I really loved it and thought I was good at it, but it was just so scary,” she says.

She continued improv but kept standup comedy on the back burner. Meanwhile, she became a professor of rhetoric at the University of San Francisco, also teaching at College of Marin and Santa Rosa Junior College, while living in Novato with her husband and two kids.

“Then all of a sudden I’m 37 years old and I’m like, ‘Being afraid to do comedy is not a good reason to not do comedy,’ and I opened my mind to the possibility of doing it without a direct path,” she says.

She looked for opportunities, even though it was still scary—maybe even scarier—than before and soon had gigs throughout the Bay Area. After about a year, she entered the San Francisco Comedy Competition as a long shot. But she did get in, and winning/not winning was life-changing.

“That experience built a lot of opportunity, and helped me build some confidence and see my place in the scene,” she says.

With a young family and an existing career, it’s not always easy.

“It’s hard to balance it all—there are festivals I want to apply to and I’m just like, ‘What? Do I miss a week of work? Do I take the kids with me?'” she says. “There’s a challenge with it—we just went to Seattle and I took everyone with me and we made it a vacation. Every night I’d leave for a show, and even though everyone knew that was why we were going, it was, ‘No, mama—have dinner with us.’ I’d leave for the shows feeling so guilty—one night I was getting into the Lyft and my son was lying on the concrete screaming, ‘Mama, no go!'”

The upside is that there is a lot of comedic material when you’re a mom. Her authentic humor resonates—especially with women.

“I hear people say, ‘I’m not against women in comedy, I just don’t find it funny,’ and that’s a much bigger discussion about social issues, which is, ‘Why is the experience of women so foreign that you don’t relate to it?’ Because comedy is about relating to things, right?”

It’s a question a rhetoric professor might ask, and a question a mother would feel is important, but the comic in Stahl-Haven would say it’s her direct experience. People come up after the show, and actually express surprise that they liked her.

“They’ll say, ‘You were so hilarious, and my husband does not like women comics, but he liked you.’ Like women, in general, aren’t funny.”

But maybe it’s that women comics just aren’t in the scene. A study done by producer and comedian Meredith Katchel revealed that venues book male comics more frequently than female comics, and it’s even more true of less-frequent performers (a 70 percent male-29 percent female ratio).

Questioning biases is important to inclusivity.

“I would just say to people: what you think is comedy, might not be the only comedy,” Stahl-Haven says. “When somebody has this kind of response, and they don’t question ‘Why do I feel uncomfortable?’ then they continue having that implicit bias.”

No woman has ever won the San Francisco comedy competition. But Stahl-Haven is in good company anyway. The last woman to win second place? Ellen Degeneres, 34 years ago.

Morally Incompetent

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You finally see the truth, and it hits you like a truck.

Too late to count your blessings, too late to pass the buck.

You sit in your heartless graveyard, built for our demise.

As facts rip holes in your lies, you holler back denies.

You talk of truth and justice, a great future for our people?

With righteous indignation, you hide beneath the steeple.

The evidence is crystal clear, like the writing on the wall.

Now it’s in your hands, as your civic duties call.

What’s your message you want all Americans to hear?

Trump’s a straight-up honest guy, and Lindsey Graham’s not queer.

Truth remains constant and will eat you from inside.

My country deserves better than to be on Putin’s ride.

Happy Holidays, and a prayer for the coming year.

Please honor the future and folks you hold dear.

Gonna be struggles as we push along our trail.

If we can follow a moral code, love will never fail.

History will surely paint you in the most abhorrent light.

Residing in your conscience when you pray and sleep at night.

You took an oath for the people you represent.

When you fail to serve them, you’re morally incompetent.

Gary Knowlton lives in Sebastopol and continues to host musical sessions from time to time at Gatmo Studio. We welcome your contribution. To have your topical essay of 350 words considered for publication, write op*****@******an.com.

For the Record

EDITOR:

Your reporting on the recent sale of the Sonoma Gazette to Sonoma Media Investments (SMI) suggested the transaction would create a “near-monopoly on print media in Sonoma County.” Your article also referenced the oft-mentioned University of North Carolina report on the struggles and closures of thousands of newspapers across America.

For that reason, we applaud Vesta Copestakes for her 20 years of community publishing. We’d also like to mention for the record that Sonoma County is home to six other local newspapers, not owned by SMI. Four of those newspapers are owned by us at Sonoma West Publishers. They are Sonoma West Times & News, Windsor Times, The Healdsburg Tribune and Cloverdale Reveille. The other two separately owned papers are the Rohnert Park Community Voice and the Independent Coast Observer in Gualala and Sea Ranch. All six of these newspapers have local ownership.

As Vesta showed, living in the communities you report on provides a more knowledgeable and responsive news product. The loss of any one of these local newspapers, as the North Carolina study concludes, would greatly diminish the local communities themselves. The NC report calls these “news deserts.” We just wanted to add for the record that Sonoma County remains a place of “news oases.”

Publisher

Sonoma West Publishers

Latinos in
Sonoma County

There are currently around 140,000 Latinos in Sonoma County and we will get a better idea after the 2020 census count. If you visit Epicenter and watch the youth soccer matches on the weekends, you will see a majority of Latino youth participating. The largest ethnic group in elementary schools in Santa Rosa is Latinos.

Santa Rosa has never had a Latino elected representative at the Assembly, Senate or Congressional level. Today, County Supervisors: none.

The Santa Rosa City Council had an opportunity to “appoint” a woman to fill the term of departed Julie Combs. They failed. How do you have two finalists as women and go backwards in the process to anoint a male? Fallback to needing “experience.” Eleven months left in the term; how much experience is needed?

2020 will see another round of City district elections. The hope is that we will finally see representation of a community that has long been underrepresented.

Our youth need to see leaders who reflect them. See themselves in those types of positions. Our current political leadership does not reflect this. As much as I admire and respect Mayor Schwedhelm, he can’t speak to this group. One of the women for consideration of the council could.

Whatever excuses are now being made are just that—excuses. Santa Rosa deserves better.

Santa Rosa

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Doobie Nights

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I have seen the future, and it works. Not only that—it’s fun. Doobie Nights is the brainchild of Damon Crain, a long-time cannabis cultivator who lost his crop to the 2017 Tubbs fire, and his partner, Brandon Levine, of Mercy Wellness in Cotati.

Crain and Levine are all in favor of mercy, wellness and medicinal cannabis, but they’re also advocates of the pleasure principle and want the holy herb to be used to enhance everything from making music and making love to walking in the woods and stargazing at night. The possibilities are endless.

Doobie Nights deconstructs the traditional brick-and-mortar pot shop. Now, on the cusp of a new decade, Crain and Levine have buried the familiar, all-too drab commercial cannabis space of yesterday and replaced it with an exhilarating space-time odyssey that appeals to all manner of cannabis users, whether they use the term marijuana cigarette, joint, doobie, j-bomb or spliff.

Located on Santa Rosa Avenue just within city limits, Doobie Nights is a portal to a sensory environment of sounds and interactive images that are projected onto gigantic walls and that may remind aging rock & rollers of the light shows of the 1960s and 1970s. As heads once said: seeing is believing.

Potheads may choose to get stoned before they arrive at 3011 Santa Rosa Ave., park their cars and enter what some are calling a “gigantic womb.” If they do that they’ll get the full effect of the lights, sounds and swirling images that appear to loom on giant computer screens. Then again, even the intrepid might want a clear head to carefully select from a variety
of products, including a great selection of gummies, before checking out the technology that makes Doobie Nights into a venue for the Wizards of Oz, the Alices of Wonderland and the pioneers of the video game revolution.

There will be food trucks, vendors of fine weed and giveaways at Doobie Nights’ grand opening. The event at the electrified cannabis haven is sure to push the envelope.

“This is a place where the imagination can grow wild,” Levine says. Half-jokingly, or maybe not, he adds, “We’ve set the bar so high that you don’t have to smoke weed to get high anymore. The only place like it is outer space.”

His bro, Damon Crain, looks him in the eye and calmly says, “We want to evoke memories.”

Ursa Born, who grew up in cannabis-centric Humboldt, speaks for the whole crew on the Doobie Nights’ spaceship when she says, “We’re pre-Millennials and the first adapters of computers and cell phones. We’re blazing a trail again.”

Doobie Nights Grand Opening Soirée is Friday and Saturday, Jan 17–18, at 3011 Santa Rosa Ave., Suite A, Santa Rosa. 10am to 7pm. 707.919.3222. doobienights.com.

Curious Couple

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Santa Rosa’s Left Edge Theatre kicks off the New Year with Simon Stephens’ Heisenberg. The two-character dramedy about a May–December romance runs through Feb. 2.

The title does not refer to either character, but to German physicist Werner Heisenberg. The Nobel Prize winner is best known for his 1927 uncertainty principle that, in its simplest definition, states there’s a limit to what you can know with certainty about one thing at any one time.

What’s that got to do with a 42-year-old American single mother and a 75-year-old Irish butcher in London? Everything.

Alex Priest (John Craven) is sitting in a London railway station minding his own business when Georgie Burns (Shannon Rider) approaches him from behind and kisses him on the neck. She quickly apologizes to Alex and explains that he reminded her of someone she recently lost. The uber-extroverted Georgie then initiates a lengthy one-sided conversation in which she repeatedly contradicts herself. The ultra-introverted Alex finds himself caught like a deer in headlights, eventually sputtering “Why are you talking to me?”

It’s not giving too much away to say that these two disparate characters will end up together, but credit playwright Stephens (The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time) for never giving us any sense of certainty about their long-term prospects. Motormouth Georgie makes us wonder if the two have any prospects at all with her repeated verbal barrages of inconsistencies and outright lies about who she is, but she piques Alex’s and the audience’s interest in her for the show’s 85 intermission-less minutes.

The great leveler between these two is loneliness, and nobody plays a world-weary soul better than Craven. Rider’s challenge is to bring vulnerability to a character who comes on like a runaway train. She succeeds in letting us see what Alex sees. They venture into an uncertain future together, each on their own terms.

Some strong technical work complements the Carla Spindt-directed performances. Lighting by April George and sound by Joe Winkler allow Argo Thompson’s minimalist set to easily transform from a train station to a butcher shop to a bedroom to Hackensack, N.J.

At one point in the show Georgie asks Alex, “Do you find me exhausting, yet captivating?” The same question could be asked of this show, and the answer would be a resounding “yes.”

Rating (out of 5): ★★★★

‘Heisenberg’ runs through Feb. 2 at Left Edge Theatre. 50 Mark West Springs Rd., Santa Rosa. Thu–Sat, 8pm; Sun., 2pm. $15–$42. 707.546.3600. leftedgetheatre.com

Bloody Good

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In 2020, I resolve to buy more organic products. I’ll support local farmers; at the farmers market. And, of course, I’ll cut back on the booze. Right after I drink this Bloody Mary that’s locally sourced with organic ingredients.

At the Santa Rosa Original Certified Farmers Market, at the Luther Burbank Center for the Arts, I spy a stand that still has tomatoes—however improbable—in late December. Growing just a stone’s throw or two across the freeway, the tomatoes at Hector’s Honey Farm go gently into these lately frosty nights with the help of row covers. True, some look a bit rough this late in the season—but so do I.

Funny thing about tomatoes in late December is, while they may be hardy, they are not so juicy. The good news is, no desperately hungover people are waiting on my tedious juicing attempt, which nets 2-plus fluid ounces from nine small, and ironic, Early Girls. I add freshly grated horseradish, a bit of Goodfellas-thin sliced garlic, a pinch of paprika-based spice from Sonoma County’s own J. Christopher Co., sea salt from Jordan Winery and foraged Meyer lemon juice. (If you can’t find a Meyer-lemon bush in the North Bay, take off those dark glasses).

Round one: Mixed 1-to-1 with an international brand of vodka, this pink cocktail looks like a Greyhound, but smells of fresh tomato. However, the ethanol lifts the horseradish aroma too far to the fore. Hanson of Sonoma habanero vodka ($28), made from organic grapes, cools the aroma and adds a spicy element, while Spirit Works vodka ($30), distilled from organic California wheat, introduces a vanilla aroma, and black pepper and garlic details. It’s kind of like gazpacho.

Round two: Bloody Bob’s “all natural” Bloody Mary mix ($6.50), produced in Healdsburg, has everything but the celery stick, and a bit of latent heat, too. But, mixed in equal parts with the international rotgut, only the tomato paste note stands out—like pizza sauce. With the Hanson’s, there’s an accent of pepper, while Spirit Works shows that sweet vanilla note.

But the revelation comes when I mix up a 2-to-1 ratio of vodka to Bloody Mary mix. Now, the mix can’t hide the character of the vodka. The international brand is characterless, leaving the tomato purée to still lay heavily on the palate—my main complaint with most iterations of this cocktail—with a cold metallic tinge, while the Hanson’s unflavored version (with a sweeter aroma than the habanero) and the Spirit Works add a welcome sense of “warmth” to what’s supposed to be a recovery tonic, after all.

Sealed for Your Protections

Shrink-wrapped, used paperback books. It's a thing. I spotted a rack of them in a Calistoga drugstore. Among the titles were the usual suspects like Sue Grafton's "infinite alphabet" series (Z is for Zomebody Please Kill Me) and the no-doubt scintillating Her Ideal Man. Because they trapped the book inside form-fitting plastic, I couldn't thumb through it—but I suspect it's...

No Show

Approximately 30 community members and longtime activists filled a county conference room in Petaluma to discuss possible changes due to the recent death of David Ward after an interaction with Sonoma County law enforcement officials last November. But the Monday, Jan. 13 town hall meeting, organized by Karlene Navarro, the director of the Independent Office of Law Enforcement Review and...

Fistful of Rock

Growing up, San Francisco singer-songwriter Sam Chase learned to play music from listening to classic-rock greats such as the Who and Bruce Springsteen, folk outfits such as Simon & Garfunkel and old-school punks such as Rancid, giving his alt-Americana sound a rock & roll edge. Since adopting his moniker, the Sam Chase, and forming his band the Untraditional, the Bay...

War Stories

On April 16 in the year 1917, during the First World War, a pair of dozing English soldiers—Schofield (George MacKay) and Blake (Dean-Charles Chapman)—are chosen to deliver an urgent message. Surveillance shows that some 1,600 British troops have advanced into the edge of a German trap. Horribly urgent as this is, the warning seemingly can't be delivered by plane, and...

Laughing Matters

ON-STAGE Gina Stahl-Haven headlines the Best of the San Francisco Stand-Up Comedy Competition: St. Valentine's Day Mascara in February. Comedian Gina Stahl-Haven gets heckled a lot, but not so much at the comedy clubs as in her college classroom. She laughs, "My students are hecklers and I have to respond to them." It turns out, working as a professor prepared the...

Morally Incompetent

You finally see the truth, and it hits you like a truck. Too late to count your blessings, too late to pass the buck. You sit in your heartless graveyard, built for our demise. As facts rip holes in your lies, you holler back denies. You talk of truth and justice, a great future for our people? With righteous indignation, you hide beneath the...

For the Record

EDITOR: Your reporting on the recent sale of the Sonoma Gazette to Sonoma Media Investments (SMI) suggested the transaction would create a "near-monopoly on print media in Sonoma County." Your article also referenced the oft-mentioned University of North Carolina report on the struggles and closures of thousands of newspapers across America. For that reason, we applaud Vesta Copestakes for her 20...

Doobie Nights

I have seen the future, and it works. Not only that—it's fun. Doobie Nights is the brainchild of Damon Crain, a long-time cannabis cultivator who lost his crop to the 2017 Tubbs fire, and his partner, Brandon Levine, of Mercy Wellness in Cotati. Crain and Levine are all in favor of mercy, wellness and medicinal cannabis, but they're also advocates...

Curious Couple

Santa Rosa's Left Edge Theatre kicks off the New Year with Simon Stephens' Heisenberg. The two-character dramedy about a May–December romance runs through Feb. 2. The title does not refer to either character, but to German physicist Werner Heisenberg. The Nobel Prize winner is best known for his 1927 uncertainty principle that, in its simplest definition, states there's a limit...

Bloody Good

In 2020, I resolve to buy more organic products. I'll support local farmers; at the farmers market. And, of course, I'll cut back on the booze. Right after I drink this Bloody Mary that's locally sourced with organic ingredients. At the Santa Rosa Original Certified Farmers Market, at the Luther Burbank Center for the Arts, I spy a stand that...
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