Nov. 23: Art of Gifting in Healdsburg

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You don’t have to suffer at big-box stores to complete your holiday gifting this season; instead, make sure your loved ones get handcrafted, one-of-a-kind pieces of art and other goodies that can be found at the 17th annual Holiday Gift Gallery at the Healdsburg Center for the Arts. Dozens of regional artists participate in the gallery show, offering gift-appropriate works ranging from paintings, photography, ceramics, glass, wood and other textiles. Opening in conjunction with the Healdsburg Downtown Holiday Party, the HCA’s Gift Gallery opens with a reception on Friday, Nov. 23, at 130 Plaza St., Healdsburg. 5pm. Free. 707.431.1970.

Nov. 27: Manhood Revisited in Petaluma

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Journalist and author Michael Levitin has a knack for taking on contemporary issues with an approach that turns heads and opens minds. In 2011, when Occupy Wall Street began in New York City, Levitin co-founded the underground publication The Occupied Wall Street Journal, which helped legitimize the movement. Now, Levitin has taken a stance on this year’s national conversations about masculinity, feminism, generational conflicts and even anti-Semitism in his debut novel, Disposable Man. The Forestville native, now living in Berkeley, reads from the book on Tuesday, Nov. 27, at Aqus Cafe, 189 H St., Petaluma. 7pm. 707.778.6060.

Window on a World

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I‌ had a friend once whose sister really thought that “window-shopping” was when you went shopping for windows. Window-shopping can, of course, mean you’re shopping for windows, but usually not. This is the sort of confusion that can ensue when your retail norm is dominated by enclosed suburban malls instead of street-fronting downtowns like that of the rugged and rich town of St. Helena.

I’m here today window-shopping and checking the commercial hub along Main Street, which centers a town whose boundaries are roughly the massive Beringer Vineyards estate and the Culinary Institute of America at Greystone outpost to the north—and the big shining metal rabbit at Hall Wines to the south, where St. Helena gives way to Rutherford and the epic sprawl of the greater Napa Valley.

Betwixt and between those icons is a bustling and pretty luxe-oriented downtown where all I can pretty much afford to do is wander around with my dog, checking stuff out for another day and appreciating the holiday vibe that’s taken over the town.

I note a stuffed peacock in one window and hover a minute at Steves Housewares, in business since 1878 and going strong with the full array of home product.

The president is in the state this week, and I wonder aloud: Do they sell rakes here? I need a rake. The president says all I need is a rake, and all this fire business will be a thing of the past. Just rake up that forest, like they do in Finland. And don’t you know it but Steve’s carries rakes! The store also got a recent shout-out from Gwyneth Paltrow’s Goop, for its kitchen products.

Also worth a drop-in is the next-door New West Knifeworks, an emporium of high-end cutlery. I’m mesmerized by shiny things, and the knives at home are getting a little old. “If you’re wondering what to get me for Christmas,” I tell the dog, “that Iron High Polish Damascus six-piece knife set is exactly what I need, and at $4,274, we’ll both be eating dog food for much of 2019.”

The dog is always up for checking out some new sniff territory. We’re led to Fideaux, where a turkey treat is met with great pleasure, and the dog politely noses tubs filled with snacks. We have to leave Fideaux at once, given my propensity for blowing paycheck after paycheck on dog treats and toys. Another time, dog.

I was kind of taken aback at the sheer volume of wine-industrial machinery that whips through town along Main Street; it gives away the game that we’re in an industrial zone here, and the industry is grape. I counted numerous potable water tanks and big wooden wine casks and backhoes rumbling up and down Main Street—where one of the more interesting outdoor motorized sights are the airplane-mobiles out in front of the Harley Davidson rent-a-bike place, Neiman’s Motorcycle Rentals. There’s an old VW Bug that’s painted with a Germanic Iron Cross and which is powered by an old airplane engine.

Hands down, the most alluring of all windows along Main Street are the two storefronts of Ottoman Art; one shop sells lovely rugs, the other is a brightly lit shop with all sorts of lamps and Ottomanian treasures. I can barely afford to look at the rugs, but the brightly lit façade next door is now surrounded with shopping outposts tricked in the holiday guise. It’s all coming together now.

We came into town via the wistful St. Helena Road, from the west, an enjoyable drive characterized by numerous vineyards, lots of redwoods, a few hair-pin turns and a smattering of ‘Wine Sucks’ signs. Departing St. Helena in the late afternoon, I opted to take the southern route home, and left Main Street behind. Before long, we came upon that big metal rabbit (Dean & DeLuca is located here too).

I stopped the car and got out to marvel at the rabbit. As the sun set over the rabbit and the hills to the west, the sky was the color of burnt orange; the smoke has settled into the Valley from the Camp fire, and it’s quite nasty.

It’s Apocalypse Now! meets Sideways, with elements of The Road thrown in for good measure—not to mention Watership Down, in honor of the rabbit, and water.

As we make our way home, I recite some of the history of St. Helena to the dog, who is indifferent to my interest in this star-studded redoubt of literary giants. The food writer M. F .K. Fisher lived in town for about 15 years before moving to Glen Ellen—but what does he care. I’ve got some other numbers and factoids too. According to the 2010 census count, there are about 5,000 residents of St. Helena, a town with a low crime rate overall. But according to police data, there was a big spike in auto thefts in 2016, when 14 vehicles were stolen. “This is why I didn’t leave you in the car,” I tell the dog, who is ungrateful.

It’s also hard to sniff past the fact that the post-crush Napa Valley smells like sour grapes—the smell tickles the nostrils as it mingles with the smoke, and the dog’s had enough of this; he’s buried his head and over-sensitive schnoz in a blanket for the ride home.

“No, but look,” I say to him, “there’s a lot of interesting politics here, too.” St. Helena was one of the Napa towns that battled over last year’s Measure C, which sought to limit vineyard growth in the hills and failed at the hand of the Big Grape overlords, who are nice people, but still. “This part of the world is ground zero for the argument about ‘peak wine’—don’t you get it, dog?”

One Measure C supporter was former St. Helena council member Geoff Ellsworth, who ran for mayor this year and won as part of a county-wide slate of progressive candidates motivated by the defeat of Measure C.

Outgoing Mayor Alan Galbraith only conceded defeat this week. Earlier in our St. Helena day we were walking along the tracks of the Napa Valley Wine Train that cuts through town, and spotted a lonesome-looking “Ellsworth for Mayor” sign placed along the tracks.

At the sight of the sign, the dog began the ritualistic lifting of leg. “Hey, cut that out! This is a classy town, dog!”

Story of Heroism

Over 50 years ago, in an issue of Stan Lee and Jack Kirby’s famous run of Fantastic Four, a masked villain known as the Hate-Monger stirs up unrest and increases his own popularity by vilifying immigrants, calling for their mass deportation. Since this is a superhero comic, the Hate-Monger naturally ends up trying to take over the world (he turns out to be Hitler!), giving the FF the chance to give an arch-criminal the kind of satisfying beat-down that rarely, if ever, happens in real life.

This idea of a man scapegoating a whole race of people for the sake of increasing his power still resonates today, of course—perhaps even more strongly than before. For Stan Lee’s volume of work, this is nothing special.

Lee, who passed away on Nov. 12 at the age of 95, not only leaves behind a long list of accomplishments that includes co-creating some of the biggest fictional characters in pop culture and helping to revitalize a genre that is now the dominant force in Hollywood, but he also leaves a legacy of calling for tolerance and respect for all fellow men. Besides collaborating in the creation of one of the first black superheroes, the Black Panther, Lee also regularly vented his views on various subjects on the letters page, known as “Stan’s Soapbox.”

In 1968, around the time of the Martin Luther King Jr. and Robert Kennedy assassinations, Lee wrote that “racism and bigotry are among the biggest social ills plaguing the world today,” adding, “Sooner or later, if man is ever to be worthy of his destiny, we must fill our hearts with tolerance.” He reposted this message on Twitter last year, after a resurgent white-nationalist movement sparked more violence.

Fans and well-wishers have been posting Lee quotes on Twitter since his death, in recognition of his life’s work. Not all comments have been positive, of course—see Islamaphobe Bill Maher’s dismissal of Lee’s influence and disparagement of comic books as a children’s medium that makes us all dumber.

Lee may have retired decades before his death, and it’s up for debate how much of his work on characters such as Spider-Man and the X-Men were really his, but he gave a voice to characters who have resonated for over half a century and are beloved by millions across the world. “The world may change and evolve,” he said in a video to his fans last year, “but the one thing that will never change is the way we tell our stories of heroism.”

Alex T. Randolph is an intern for the ‘Bohemian’ and ‘Pacific Sun’ by day, and a winged crusader for justice by night.

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Letters to the Editor: November 21, 2018

What Is My Problem?

Well, I could not have said it better than Russ Young did (Letters, Nov. 14). I live in Novato, and I drive a lot up to Petaluma and over to Sonoma each week, and I make every effort to obey the speed limits and rules of the road. However, what this seems to do is aggravate many of the other drivers out there. I seem to be always dealing with tailgaters, and they always look at me as they pass on the right like, “What is your problem, stupid?” I guess I am, but it has become a real problem for me. Where is the California Highway Patrol these days? Think of the money it would bring in for them! I don’t have a good suggestion as to how to monitor this problem and survive, and I’m not sure if Russ’ idea is the answer. Anyone got a good thought?

Novato

Privileged Drivers

Let us hope that Mr. Russ Young’s skillfully presented overview of the nightmares of driving in the modern day was not overlooked. My claim is that the worst drivers in America are from California; the worst drivers in California are from the Bay Area; and the worst drivers in the Bay Area are from Marin.

I work retail and observe acts of driving stupidity every day in the parking lot of our shopping center, as well as out on the East San Rafael Speedway—also known as Third Street. It is apparent that, among the privileged, the privilege of driving well and with consideration is taken strictly for granted.

Sebastopol

The Fire
Next Time

Weeks after the anniversary of our own tragic fire, California is in flames again, while rebuilding in Fountaingrove continues at a record pace. We’ve had a year to find those responsible for that fire, name names, hold them accountable and make changes to prevent a recurrence. None of that has happened.

The Fountaingrove area burned twice before last year’s disaster. It’s a well-known tinder box, placed off limits in the general plan. Somehow, assorted supervisors, council members, mayors and other politicians ignored the rules. Knowing the history and the risks, they still allowed those multimillion dollar mansions to be built. Complicit were developers, real estate agents and insurers who got rich off that development. Did they make full disclosure to the future victims that the area would burn again?

PG&E shares the blame, but we still need to ask, how did this happen, who signed off on it, and why? Why are the same types of homes being rebuilt using the same materials? Why are no regulations in place to minimize the damage from future fires? These are questions I’ve yet to see any public official or journalist raise. And I think I know why. There’s a lot of vested interest in that real estate, and a number of the elites who allowed those neighborhoods to be built now live there themselves. But not having the answers to these questions puts all of us at risk. Because next time, it may not stop there. Just ask the folks in Coffey Park.

Sebastopol

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Paradise Glossed

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It’s been two weeks since the Camp fire broke out in Butte County, and the North Bay air is still filled with smoke from the catastrophic blaze that destroyed the town of Paradise.

Or was that the town of . . . Pleasure? President Trump couldn’t seem to get that fact straight when he showed up in California last week to implore residents to break out the rakes, just like they do in Finland, to stop forest fires in their tracks. Smokey the Landscaper, anyone?

The presidential visit last week is worth noting for its awkwardness. There was Trump, sandwiched between a bewildered-looking Gov. Jerry Brown, and Gov.-elect Gavin Newsom, as the reality-show president bloviated about the fake news of climate change and blamed a lack of raking for the cataclysmic fires that have taken dozens of lives and destroyed thousands of homes.

Trump’s antics aside, serious people are now asking serious questions about how this latest round of devastation will play out for the Pacific Gas & Electric Company; press reports about the investor-owned utility have contemplated whether the Paradise fire will bankrupt the company, whose stocks have tumbled since the flames broke out on Nov. 8.

The official line from PG&E is that the cause of the fire is under investigation. “The cause of the fire has not been determined,” says PG&E spokeswoman Deanna Contreras, “so it is uncertain if we could be liable for any of the damages.”

The utility filed a letter with the Securities and Exchange Commission on Nov. 11 indicating that, were it found liable for the Camp fire, it could lead to bankruptcy. That letter prompted news reports on the national wires speculating about whether this was the fire that would finally break the utility, and a follow-up round of stories seemed to assure investors, if not consumers, that bankruptcy was not afoot. (The company declared bankruptcy around the time of the great California brownouts of 2000–01.)

As the Camp fire raged, California legislators, including State Sen. Jerry Hill, speculated that this year’s round of devastation could lead to the utility being broken up. But there’s another question for the utility, its regulators in the state and lawmakers as they re-engage on California’s “new abnormal” of climate-change-driven weather events that scorch the state on a routine basis:

Should PG&E continue to make the decision about whether to keep the power on when wind conditions pose a significant threat of blowing tree limbs into live power lines? Should that decision be off-loaded to state officials? Will the question be taken up by lawmakers when they reconvene in Sacramento to figure out a fire-free path forward?

It’s an open question that’s got a “third rail” political quality about it, insofar as decisions about de-energizing power lines are currently PG&E’s alone to make (it’s a private corporation and not a state-run utility).

The de-energizing issue was brought into harsh relief on
Nov. 8, when PG&E elected to not shut down the power in Butte County and other Northern California counties (including parts of Napa and Sonoma counties) after announcing that it was planning to do so.

In a statement on Nov. 8, PG&E senior vice president of electric operations Patrick Hogan wrote to the company’s customers to thank them for their understanding “and for their actions in preparation of a possible Public Safety Power Shutoff [PSPS]. We know how much our customers rely on electric service, and we will only consider temporarily turning off power in the interest of safety and as a last resort during extreme weather conditions to reduce the risk of wildfire.”

The Camp fire broke out on Nov. 8.

As the cause of the fire is investigated, PG&E defends its decision to keep the power on. “Regarding the Public Safety Power Shutoff situation,” says Contreras, “beyond a Red Flag warning, there are a number of other factors PG&E considers when deciding to initiate a Public Safety Power Shutoff [PSPS]. These include strong winds, very low humidity levels, critically dry vegetation and on-the-ground observations by our crews.” According to PG&E, “the forecasted conditions didn’t meet the criteria” to initiate a shutdown in Butte County.

In fairness to utilities such as PG&E, they’re in a kind of “damned if they do, damned if they don’t” bind when it comes to decisions about shutting down the power.

The utility was blasted by Lake County leaders and businesses in October when it pro-actively shut down the power to some 70,000 residents under high-wind Red Flag conditions. No fire broke out, but one liability question for PG&E is whether shutting down the power is in itself an acknowledgement of potential wrongdoing on its part.

In other words, why shut down the power if the utility’s vegetation-clearance work, as claimed, is up to snuff?

The current de-energizing protocols are part of the deeply controversial Senate Bill 901 from this year’s session, which aimed to compel PG&E to address the “new abnormal” while not driving the utility out of business in the process by foisting all liability for wildfires onto it (and despite failures on PG&E’s part to adequately remove vegetation from around power lines).

The utility was found liable for several of the fires that broke out in California in late 2017. Among PG&E’s high-powered friends in Sacramento is the lobbying organization Platinum Advisors, which was founded by Darius Anderson, a Sonoma County power broker who is also the founder of the nonprofit Rebuild Northbay. The Anderson-led nonprofit includes a PG&E employee on its board. The utility has been actively engaged in highly visible, subcontracted vegetation-removal work in the North Bay over the past few weeks.

As currently regulated, PG&E’s actions around de-energizing power lines are only reviewed in the aftermath of a decision to shut the power down.

The state of California has no role in making the de-energizing decision, says Terrie Prosper, director of the news and outreach office at the California Public Utilities Commission (whose past leadership has been charged with acting as a rubber-stamp agency for PG&E’s interests).

Senate Bill 901 requires utilities such as PG&E to submit wildfire mitigation plans, Prosper notes; those plans are under review by the CPUC, as of Oct. 25.

Under the current regulatory structure, the CPUC’s role is to investigate utilities’ decisions to de-energize power lines that distribute electricity to consumers; critically, the CPUC has no regulatory role in investigating a utility’s decision to not de-energize power lines. The CPUC’s role is not so much advisory as it is investigatory when it comes to de-energizing decisions.

The utility is required to file a report within 10 days of the de-energizing event, says Prosper, “explaining their decision to shut off power, the notice that was given to customers and community representatives, the number and types of customers affected, the steps they took to restore power, and any other mitigation provided by the utility,” Prosper says. “The CPUC may assess de-energization events that occur, and may take enforcement actions if a utility’s actions were unreasonable.”

The shutoff protocol is “an additional precautionary safety measure implemented following [2017’s] wildfires and is used under specific extreme weather conditions to further reduce the risk of wildfires,” says PG&E’s Contreras, “and is not deployed as a response to an active fire.”

The de-energizing issue is complicated by the nature of the power lines being considered for de-energizing, and the intersection of oversight of those lines, Contreras explains.

High-voltage transmission lines are not part of the PSPS program and are regulated by the feds through the Federal Energy Regulatory Commission, and operated by the California Independent System Operator (CAISO).

Transmission lines operate at higher voltage than distribution lines, and outages impact a much larger number of customers, Contreras says via email. The CAISO does allow utilities to de-energize high-voltage transmission lines (those that operate at 115 kV or above)—for example, at the request of Cal Fire—but only through coordination with the utility.

“In light of the potential public safety issues resulting from de-energizing higher-voltage transmission lines, including the potential to impact millions of people and create larger system stability issues for the grid,” Contreras writes, “PG&E has not extended the PSPS program to transmission lines that operate at 115 kV or above.”

The question remains: Will lawmakers de-energize PG&E’s power to shut off the juice when the Red Flags start flying again next year?

Correction: An earlier version incorrectly reported that PG&E was found liable for the Tubbs fire. That cause of that fire is still under investigation. We regret the error.

Nuggets of Nugget

Fresh from flipping the bird Johnny Cash–style in support of Beto O’Rourke’s failed Texas senate bid, country-western pothead Willie Nelson (pictured) is set to earn the 2018 Lifetime Achievement Award at this year’s Emerald Cup, which goes down at the Sonoma County Fairgrounds on
Dec. 15–16.

The Bohemian plans to be there this year for gavel-to-gavel coverage of the annual pot event, and we’re already humming this Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard tune (“It’s all Going to Pot”) in anticipation of a smoke-filled Emerald Cup going down in the presently scary as hell, smoke-filled state: “Well, it’s all going to pot / Whether we like it or not / The best I can tell / The world’s gone to hell / And we’re sure gonna miss it a lot.” . . .

Thanksgiving is all about family, tradition and gratitude—so why not start a new family tradition and express gratitude for a marijuana deep-fried turkey recipe that appeared in the Nugget’s inbox, not unlike a stoned pilgrim washed ashore in some new and unruly land. It’s not too late to cook this bird, and there’s not much to the recipe, really—all you need is a turkey, some pot, an injector and a big outdoor fryer. And a fire extinguisher. Some oven mitts, too. Check out Cannabis Cheri’s recipe at cannabischeri.com, where she’s got lots of other high-on-the-holidays cooking tips for cannabis lovers. . . .

Several years ago, an enterprising young person in San Francisco set out to sell some Girl Scout cookies and thought it a good idea to set up shop outside a cannabis dispensary. Sales were brisk! She sold something like 300 boxes of cookies in two hours, and raked in some $1,500, according to 2014 news reports about the young marketing phenom. Now comes news from our pot pals at Leafly.com about a hybrid strain out there called GSC, formerly known as Girl Scout Cookie. We suspect an encounter with trademark officials prompted the shortened name change, since this stuff’s strictly adults-only.

The strain combines OG Kush (a favorite of the Nugget) with Durban Poison to create a flavor encounter described as sweet and earthy, just like us—and there’s even a sub-brand called Thin Mint GSC, which is advertised as providing a powerfully psychoactive encounter, with lots of pain-relieving qualities as well. Does unrelenting psychic pain count? We can only hope.

Leafly’s reporting that the GSC is available at several nearby dispensaries, including Cali Xpress in Santa Rosa—home of the $99 Ounce! Alas, the Thin Mint version’s a little trickier to come by in local stores. In the meantime, the Nugget eagerly awaits a Samoa Sativa special hybrid or a Potent Peanut Butter Patty—and will keep readers posted on any and all cookie-related developments on the cannabis front.

Butter Me Up

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It’s a warm and smoky day in St. Helena, and Main Street is a-bustle with shoppers and hungry sub-sherpas fresh from the winding St. Helena Road, looking for a good lunch and sporting the latest in fashionable face masks. Paradise is ablaze with the Camp fire, everyone’s got bronchitis, and life goes on. The sun is shrouded in smoke but the day is otherwise lovely.

Me and the dog grab a table near the sidewalk on the outside courtyard at Himalayan Sherpa Kitchen and tune in to our noisy surroundings. The restaurant’s located in the St. Helena Plaza, right in the heart of the downtown commercial district; the plaza also hosts the St. Helena Bistro next door to the Sherpa, from whence the 1980s hits just keep on coming off the outdoor sound system and bleed into the Sherpa’s courtyard.

“Don’t you forget about me,” I sing to my weird and hairless dog as the friendly waitress drops off a menu and a water bowl for the pooch.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, oooo-oohh-ohhhhh,” I sing, upon a full investigation of the lunch specials menu by way of the accompanying Breakfast Club soundtrack. We scan the menu. There are tandooris and curries of a meaty and veggie variety, and all the expected items you’d find on a restaurant serving Indian and Nepalese food—pakoras and samosas, saag paneers and various vindaloos. It is said that the key to happiness is to always have something to look forward to—so next time I’m here, those momo-steamed dumplings are at the top of the list of to-orders.

But today, I settle on the tried and true, my Indian food go-to dish—the chicken tikka masala special, served here on a metal compartmentalized platter with buttery naan, a side of broccoli, rice peppered with peas and a wee bowl of cool lentil daal.

Advertised as a “smooth creamy sauce,” the tikka masala delivers on the sentiment; it’s a super-buttery sauce with a tinge of curry spice and dotted with a generous portion of moist and organic chunks of chicken.

The tikka masala appears to be engaged in an epic battle to out-butter the buttery naan, which is also quite buttery and tasty. Dipping the buttery naan into the buttery tikka masala, I’m reminded of the sacred cows of India. Would they approve of such richness?

In a nod to local product, the Sherpa Kitchen also offers a few vegetarian and tofu-based tikka masalas, along with a salmon-based version. I’ll try the lamb next time I’m out this way.

The lunch special also comes with a pile of small broccoli flowers distinguished by their absolute lack of distinctive flavor, beyond a lightly charred backbite and perhaps a bit of salty attitude. I dropped the broccoli bits into the rich and dense yellow sauce and all my problems were solved. Well, most of them, anyway.

“Yo.” The dog was looking at me with those pleading eyes.

“Well, dog, you’re not getting a sauce-soaked chunk of chicken, OK? It’s way too spicy for you.”

“C’mon, man!” Those pleading eyes again. I relent. I pour a little water from my glass onto the metal tray and rinse the sauce off the last of the chicken, and feed it to the dog. And then, despite him egging me on, I resist the temptation to lick the metal tray dry of the last remnants of that rich and homey special sauce.

Himalayan Sherpa Kitchen, 1148 Main St., St. Helena. 707.963.4439. Open every day for lunch and dinner except Tuesday.

Losing Illusions

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If you’ve attended a large wine country wedding reception or North Bay nonprofit fundraiser in the last two decades, chances are you’ve enjoyed the ambient work of Sonoma’s Illusions Lighting Design. The company, whose origins can be traced to a condominium garage 20 years ago, is a family business. Larry and Claire Ginesi, and their sons Tony and Chris, built a company whose reputation took it to places like Pebble Beach, Jackson Hole and Miami for events with people like Dana Carvey, Tony Bennett and the Golden State Warriors.

That all changed last week.

“My dad was at the warehouse by himself in his office,” says Tony Ginesi. “He went out the front door to go outside for, like, 10 minutes. When he came back inside, he looked down the hall and he saw massive flames in the warehouse. He immediately called the fire department. They are not sure yet exactly what happened.”

The warehouse and almost all of its contents, including lighting, sound and video equipment, were destroyed. All that remains of Illusions Lighting Design is the equipment that was stored in two company trucks that survived the blaze.

Ginesi, who reduced his involvement with the family company when he took the position of general manager of Sonoma’s historic Sebastiani Theatre, is also the technical director for Cirque de Bohème, an old-style circus based on the French tradition of the 1920s. Some of the circus’ decorations
and stage curtains were also lost
in the fire.

“Luckily,” says Ginesi, “we just had a gig in Calistoga and hadn’t unloaded the trucks yet, so we saved about 90 percent of the circus stuff.”

In a statement, Cirque de Bohème producer Michel Michelis assures the public that the show will go on. They are working on replacing the lost stage material and hope that the news won’t deter audiences from coming out when they present their new original show, “Yesterday,” under a tent located at Cornerstone in Sonoma from Nov. 23 through Dec. 16.

A great deal of Illusion Lighting Design’s work has been in supporting local nonprofits like the Boys & Girls Club, the Hanna Boys Center, Pets Lifeline, Sonoma Mentoring Alliance, the Petaluma Education Foundation and La Luz Center with lighting and audio/visual design for fundraising events. In a great example of giving back, La Luz Center is now raising funds for a Ginesi Fire Relief fund to get the company back on its feet.

And the Ginesi family is determined to get back to work. “We want to find a warehouse space and start over so we can keep helping our local community,” says Ginesi. Family matriarch Claire Ginesi adds, “Our motto in Sonoma since last year’s fires still rings true. ‘The love in the air is thicker than the smoke.'”

Be True

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In Shakespeare’s greatest tragedy, Hamlet’s chief counselor, Polonius, gives him the advice, “to thine own self be true.”

If there was ever a mantra that Chris Robinson embraced fiercely, this is it. While he found enormous commercial success alongside his younger brother, Rich, in the rock band the Black Crowes, personal dynamics and expectations fueled by the corporate music industry fractured the band in 2002 and eventually led to its breakup in 2015 after several attempts at regrouping.

For the elder Robinson, the Chris Robinson Brotherhood, which formed in 2011, has been an escape from commercial expectations and a chance to satisfy his creativity.

“I had this music, and the songs were piling up,” says Robinson. “[Keyboardist] Adam MacDougall and I were on the Black Crowes tour putting together a little repertoire of songs. We did this knowing that the Black Crowes were this dysfunctional weird thing, which was nothing new.

“I’m a different person,” he continues. “I wanted my presentation to be different. Luckily, we got in with a group of people and made a sound that we liked, and we can exist in our little utopian music bubble.”

The Chris Robinson Brotherhood, which found a home in the hills of West Marin that Robinson refers to as “Unicorn, California,” and which solidified into a lineup that includes guitarist Neal Casal, MacDougall, bassist Jeff Hill and drummer Tony Leone, is currently touring in support of 2017’s Barefoot in the Head. For Robinson, the band’s fifth full-length studio album was a chance to get rootsy with material he was penning while on previous tours.

“When we went in to make Barefoot in the Head, I didn’t want any instruments that we used before or anything that we played on tour,” he says. “We had different amps and guitars, and I wanted us to play a lot of acoustic instruments.”

The band’s been playing the new songs live for over a year and excels at creating a communal, musically satisfying experience for all. “That’s what we shoot for,” says Robinson. “Where everyone is involved.”

Nov. 23: Art of Gifting in Healdsburg

You don’t have to suffer at big-box stores to complete your holiday gifting this season; instead, make sure your loved ones get handcrafted, one-of-a-kind pieces of art and other goodies that can be found at the 17th annual Holiday Gift Gallery at the Healdsburg Center for the Arts. Dozens of regional artists participate in the gallery show, offering gift-appropriate...

Nov. 27: Manhood Revisited in Petaluma

Journalist and author Michael Levitin has a knack for taking on contemporary issues with an approach that turns heads and opens minds. In 2011, when Occupy Wall Street began in New York City, Levitin co-founded the underground publication The Occupied Wall Street Journal, which helped legitimize the movement. Now, Levitin has taken a stance on this year’s...

Window on a World

I‌ had a friend once whose sister really thought that "window-shopping" was when you went shopping for windows. Window-shopping can, of course, mean you're shopping for windows, but usually not. This is the sort of confusion that can ensue when your retail norm is dominated by enclosed suburban malls instead of street-fronting downtowns like that of the rugged and...

Story of Heroism

Over 50 years ago, in an issue of Stan Lee and Jack Kirby's famous run of Fantastic Four, a masked villain known as the Hate-Monger stirs up unrest and increases his own popularity by vilifying immigrants, calling for their mass deportation. Since this is a superhero comic, the Hate-Monger naturally ends up trying to take over the world (he...

Letters to the Editor: November 21, 2018

What Is My Problem? Well, I could not have said it better than Russ Young did (Letters, Nov. 14). I live in Novato, and I drive a lot up to Petaluma and over to Sonoma each week, and I make every effort to obey the speed limits and rules of the road. However, what this seems to do is aggravate...

Paradise Glossed

It's been two weeks since the Camp fire broke out in Butte County, and the North Bay air is still filled with smoke from the catastrophic blaze that destroyed the town of Paradise. Or was that the town of . . . Pleasure? President Trump couldn't seem to get that fact straight when he showed up in California last week...

Nuggets of Nugget

Fresh from flipping the bird Johnny Cash–style in support of Beto O'Rourke's failed Texas senate bid, country-western pothead Willie Nelson (pictured) is set to earn the 2018 Lifetime Achievement Award at this year's Emerald Cup, which goes down at the Sonoma County Fairgrounds on Dec. 15–16. The Bohemian plans to be there this year for gavel-to-gavel coverage of the annual...

Butter Me Up

It's a warm and smoky day in St. Helena, and Main Street is a-bustle with shoppers and hungry sub-sherpas fresh from the winding St. Helena Road, looking for a good lunch and sporting the latest in fashionable face masks. Paradise is ablaze with the Camp fire, everyone's got bronchitis, and life goes on. The sun is shrouded in smoke...

Losing Illusions

If you've attended a large wine country wedding reception or North Bay nonprofit fundraiser in the last two decades, chances are you've enjoyed the ambient work of Sonoma's Illusions Lighting Design. The company, whose origins can be traced to a condominium garage 20 years ago, is a family business. Larry and Claire Ginesi, and their sons Tony and Chris,...

Be True

In Shakespeare's greatest tragedy, Hamlet's chief counselor, Polonius, gives him the advice, "to thine own self be true." If there was ever a mantra that Chris Robinson embraced fiercely, this is it. While he found enormous commercial success alongside his younger brother, Rich, in the rock band the Black Crowes, personal dynamics and expectations fueled by the corporate music industry...
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