Over-Oaked Theater

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It started on my Facebook page.

Six little words, posted as a private message in response to a link about a show I’d recently seen. A musical, one of many I’d caught in the previous few weeks. This one wasn’t particularly good.

Bing! In came the message.

“Musicals,” it read, “are destroying Sonoma County theater.”

Period. No exclamation point. Just the cold, hard statement.

This declaration was, I should say, left by a very talented actor-director, a passionate local theater artist who’s been conspicuously out of the spotlight on local stages lately.

He is also a straight talker who knows how to poke at the tender parts of his audience. For one thing, he happens to know I like musicals in addition to straight plays (theater-speak for nonmusical shows). But his was a provocative remark, pointing to a significant issue in the North Bay theater scene, one I’ve had numerous discussions about in recent years: the difficulty of building an audience for new and challenging theatrical works, and the financial necessity of feeding the tastes of what audience there already is.

So I reposted the message as a question of my own, and asked it of 300 or so Facebooks friends who were involved in the theater: “Are musicals destroying Sonoma County theater?”

Mindful of how the theater community works in this area, I included artists from the entire North Bay, where an actor from Santa Rosa might take a part in a show in Napa or Marin County, and a director from San Rafael might take a gig helming a show in Sebastopol or Cloverdale.

The response was immediate—and all over the map.

MUSICALS VS. PLAYS

“I don’t think it’s as serious as ‘musicals are ruining it,'” says actor-director Nicholas Christenson of Narrow Way Stage Company. Narrow Stage has long been known for its willingness to tackle new, unknown and controversial plays, including the occasional musical, such as Stephen Sondheim’s polarizing Assassins, currently in rehearsals for a September opening in Sonoma.

“Musicals are extremely important to the overall picture of the theater scene,” says Christenson. “They just shouldn’t be the only thing onstage.”

OK, so there’s one pro-musical voice.

Add to that Rohnert Park–based publicist and event marketer Karen Pierce-Gonzales, who has promoted both musicals and nonmusicals.

“Musicals are perhaps the most accessible all-age theater genre,” she says. “I wish we had more of them.”

So there’s another on the pro-musical side.

“To say that musicals are killing local theater is like saying Midsummer or Twelfth Night are doing the same,” says actor-director Matt Cadigan, who recently directed a piece for Tapas, Pegasus Theater’s New Short Play Festival. “We see Shakespeare shows every year, every damn year, because they are well known and bring the money in. I think musicals have a very important place in theater, in that they make money for the big houses.”

So there’s another person on the pro-musical side. Or wait, is he?

Cadigan’s articulate and funny answer to my Facebook question (“Season ticket holders expect to see Cats!”) quickly moved on to address the problem of separate companies performing the same shows over and over, leading to duplication and a sense of staleness.

Indeed, there have been at least three productions of Fiddler on the Roof in the North Bay in the last two years and two productions of John Steinbeck’s Of Mice and Men in Sonoma County within a year of each other. Sonoma Arts Live, in Sonoma, will be staging the mathematical drama Proof in August, just four months after it was staged at the Cloverdale Performing Arts Center (though, for the record, even though both theaters are in Sonoma County, they serve different geographic audiences). Last Christmas, there were two productions of the play Other Desert Cities running simultaneously in Sebastopol and Rio Nido, less than 15 miles apart.

“The mixture of musicals clogging a season and what’s left being so repetitive,” says Cadigan, “can choke out what is important about theater. We need to see more stories coming through that we don’t know. We need to capture different audiences to grow local theater. Is it growing right now? I don’t know.”

OK, Cadigan is pro-musical, but just barely—and with a bit of attitude.

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Actor David Tice Allison, an admitted disliker of musicals—despite the fact that he recently played the larcenous Fagin in Lucky Penny’s Oliver (“A blessing and a fluke,” he says)—has always preferred serious drama, and the more disturbing the better.

“People leave plays like Sam Shepard’s Buried Child feeling weird and muttering, ‘Holy Jesus!'” Tice Allison says. “They exit musicals feeling like they’ve eaten half a bag of jelly beans.”

DOLLARS AND CENTS

After several days, the online conversation heated up a bit, demonstrating a roughly equal level of support for both musicals and straight plays, with a larger number falling somewhere in between.

“What’s killing community theater,” says actor-director Larry Williams, whose production of the musical Buddy: The Buddy Holly Story is running at 6th Street Playhouse through July 19, “is the same thing that’s always killed community theater: lack of funding through fundraising, certainly not a lack of possibilities or ideas.”

“In this age of three-inch screens,” asks Gene Abravaya, of Spreckels Theater Company, which presents musicals and straight plays, “what will keep theater alive longer: maintaining the interest of an adult who likes to attend thought-provoking dramas, or capturing the imagination of a youngster who has never attended a musical before?

“The answer is both,” he says, “as long as they are both done well.”

As long as they are done well.

“Do you know what really kills theater,” says Harry Duke, Santa Rosa actor and theater reviewer. “Bad theater.”

It’s a point made painfully explicit by award-winning theater artist Conrad Bishop, of the Independent Eye. A lifelong supporter of the arts, Bishop applauds the efforts of North Bay artists who keep making watchable theater amid the hardest of hard times (“I’ve been very impressed with the quality of many productions I’ve seen here,” he says). Even after praising some local artists, Bishop admits to getting exasperated by the overall quality of theater in the North Bay, where the talent pool is stretched among so many companies.

“Despite having spent 45 years in professional theater,” Bishop says, “I usually find it much cheaper, and usually much more satisfying, to just go to a movie.”

Ouch.

Bishop’s point mirrors Dukes’, suggesting that instead of being pro-musical or pro–straight play, perhaps the best thing a North Bay theater artist can do is to become staunchly pro-quality.

On the pro-quality and pro-musical side is Dan Monez, currently a board member of Napa’s Lucky Penny Community Arts Center, which this year has presented the musicals Oliver, Bonnie and Clyde and Cowgirls.

“Having been on the management/production side of two nonprofit theater companies, as well as an actor-singer for many years, I couldn’t disagree more with that statement,” Monez says of the charge that musicals are killing theater. “In fact,” he says, “one could argue that musicals are saving nonprofit theaters in small markets and communities.”

Monez believes that musicals are just as worthy of being called “theater” as are straight plays. “Musicals draw diverse audiences and generate good buzz for a company,” he says, “not to mention the fact that they usually turn a profit. Some artists are so wrapped up in the ‘importance’ of what they do, they forget who they are doing it for: the customer, the business side of the house. The fact is, without some deep-pocket underwriting, you can’t make it work.”

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THE CHARDONNAY ANALOGY

“Have a glass of wine, and I’ll tell you exactly why musicals are ruining local theater,” says Adam Palafox.

Palafox is the founder of Sonoma County’s Actors Basement Theater Company, and the one who posted the original message on Facebook. Though admitting to some concern that he might be targeted in the future as the guy who put a hit out on the proverbial golden goose, he’s agreed to elaborate while taking a lunch break from his day job as hospitality and sales manager at Pellegrini Wine Company’s Olivet Lane Vineyards in Santa Rosa.

As an actor and director, Palafox—who interned and served as dramaturge with San Francisco’s acclaimed Campo Santo—has shown a strong interest in developing new works and putting fresh spins on classics. At Campo Santo, he worked on the development of new plays by Sam Shepard, Naomi Iizuka, Octavio Solis and others.

In his work with Actors Basement, a nomadic company that performs sporadically, usually in alternative spaces or “black box” theaters, Palafox produced and directed a number of original works, and hopes to bring a pair of developing projects—Ghosts of Santa Rosa and Conversations with Our Fathers—to the stage in the next year or two. Palafox has become discouraged lately with what he sees as an increasing lack of opportunities for artists eager to do something outside the mainstream.

To make the point, he pours me a glass of 2013 unoaked Chardonnay.

“Chardonnay is a perfect metaphor for what’s going on in the theater community in the North Bay, particularly Sonoma and probably Napa County,” says Palafox. “Years ago, when people were saying that Chardonnay was destroying the wine industry, they didn’t mean we should do away with all Chardonnays. They meant that the trend toward big, oaky, buttery, ridiculously over-the-top Chardonnay was closing the boundaries of what the wine industry had to offer and what wine drinkers knew about wine.

“Chardonnay,” he continues, “can run the gamut, from the crisp notes you have here to the super-oaky, and neither is good or bad. But when you have a majority of people focusing on producing what they consider to be the cash cow, then it hurts the overall industry because it shrinks the marketplace. It leaves out the people trying to do something different.”

In Palafox’s view, musicals, oaky and delicious, have not only become the big buttery Chardonnay of the North Bay’s theatrical tasting room, they’ve become so popular that theaters are becoming afraid to take chances with anything else.

“I’m not suggesting that theaters stop doing musicals,” he says. “I’m saying let’s look at the boundaries we’ve created for ourselves by depending so much on musicals. Let’s show the diversity of what theater really is, and put more energy into making theater everything it can be.”

He admits there are exceptions.

“Main Stage West has been doing small, original works and challenging new plays, and they are doing it very well,” he says, “but they can do it because they have a small theater with relatively low overhead. Straight plays cost less to produce than musicals. And they’ve built an audience that is interested in what they have to offer. They’ve done it right.”

Petaluma’s Cinnabar Theater, which produces musicals and straight plays, has also found a way to make it work, having just closed the seventh in a string of consecutive sold-out shows that were extended due to audience demand. And in recent months, a new company devoted to small, nonmusical plays has emerged. Left Edge Theater, founded by Argo Thompson, launches its inaugural season this September at Wells Fargo Center for the Arts, with four straight plays, most of them premieres or relatively new works.

“I believe there is an audience for new works, and unusual works,” Palafox says. “But you have to reach them, and you have to earn their trust, and then you have to keep that trust. I think a lot of theaters in this area, excepting Cinnabar and Main Stage West and Marin Theatre Company, have forgotten what their audience is, or are just catering to the part of their audience that only wants the familiar and the safe.”

Spreckels Theater Company recently added encore performances of the musical Mary Poppins, one of the biggest hits they’ve ever had. The crowd-pleasing Poppins was staged in the 500-plus-seat auditorium, while Spreckels smaller 99-seat venue next door, where the company’s smaller musicals and straight plays are performed, rarely has a full house. Doesn’t that prove that the audience for small, original works is a fraction of what it is for musicals? Isn’t it a theater’s responsibility to give the audience what it wants?

Palafox pours another glass of wine.

“It’s a matter of return on investment,” he says. “At one time, Chardonnay was very accessible. It was inexpensive to produce and affordable for the consumer. But the cost of producing it kept going up, so the cost of a bottle in stores went up, and what once started out as an approachable item started pricing out consumers. And then they went elsewhere.”

So the less affluent consumers were forced from the table, and wandered off to see what’s on tap at the brewhouse down the street?

“Exactly,” Palafox says. “Musicals are popular, so companies do a lot of them because they have to pay the bills. They get addicted to those larger audiences. But musicals are also expensive. The return on investment is often lower, so they have to charge more, pushing away folks with less money to spend. When the cost of doing those musicals becomes so expensive they can no longer afford to produce them at the same level of quality, then they lose their affluent audience too. And they’ve already lost their less-affluent audience.

“And then,” Palafox says with a shrug, “they’re out of business, which is why I say that musicals are destroying local theater. Musicals are an addiction, and we have to stage an intervention. I’m not saying we should have some prohibition on musicals. They are part of the landscape, and they have something to offer. Let’s definitely do musicals.

“I’m just saying,” Palafox concludes, sipping his wine, “that we need to do musicals responsibly.”

Soul Man

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‘I think I always kind of wanted to be a drummer,” says Dave Pirner.

The frontman and songwriter behind platinum-selling alternative rock band Soul Asylum may have begun his career behind the kit, but he’s known the world over as the voice behind massive ’90s hits like “Runaway Train.” With a new album in the works, Soul Asylum perform with long-time punk rock friends the Meat Puppets in Petaluma on July 26.

Speaking from his adopted hometown of New Orleans, Pirner talks about growing up in Minneapolis, where Soul Asylum first took shape in 1981.

“I started to realize there was music happening in the city,” Pirner says. “It was a revelation to me, like, ‘Wow, I could do this too.’ I didn’t know you could do it just because you wanted to.”

By the time Soul Asylum released their iconic “Runaway Train” in 1992, the band was already a decade and six albums into their career. Pirner recalls that he was so deep in the trenches of touring and publicity then that he hardly had time to appreciate the moment. “[The song] has gone beyond music into popular culture in a way that I don’t think anybody was ready for,” he laughs.

For the past 15 years, Pirner has lived in the cultural melting pot of New Orleans, and the town has seeped into his psyche. “That can’t not become a part of you,” he says. “There’s a lot of syncopation and polyrhythms in New Orleans music. I was hearing this and feeling this, and said, ‘I need to be a part of this.'”

Pirner is in the midst of finalizing Soul Asylum’s 11th album, set for release in late August and tentatively titled Change of Fortune. “It’s really taken a big step forward,” Pirner says. “This record is pretty incredible to me, as far as what we can do with the band and how many different directions we can take it in.”

The album, he says, embraces music in the most open-minded way possible. “I think that’s what keeps it fresh and interesting. There are some things on this record I’ve always wanted to do, and I finally get to write them into songs that are coming from a lot of different places, a lot of different kinds of music that are all important to me.”

The band’s upcoming concert will include plenty of new songs, but will also reach back to the band’s earliest days. “It’s probably the widest swath of Soul Asylum music that’s ever been presented, as far as handpicking songs from the entire canon.”

Soul Asylum share the bill with the Meat Puppets on Sunday, July 26, at the Mystic Theatre, 21 Petaluma Blvd N, Petaluma. 8pm. $26. 707.765.21.21.

Call of the Wild

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Located within the Bradshaw Mountains in central Arizona is the small town of Prescott. (Locals pronounce it “press-kit.”) From a flyover in a jumbo jet, it may not look like much, but this mile-high cowboy town has a flair for producing amazing music, and downtown Prescott’s famed Whiskey Row draws singers and songwriters of all kinds to its many clubs and venues.

Jim Sobo (pictured) was drawn there over a decade ago. Sobo grew up in Los Angeles, but left for Prescott’s vibrant DIY atmosphere. He soon realized the music in town was just too good to keep a secret. So for the past decade, Sobo has spent his summer vacations curating and leading the Howling Coyote Tour. This year’s 10th anniversary tour of Northern California begins at HopMonk in Novato, and hits other spots in the North Bay.

Each tour is a little different, and for this one Sobo is bringing back veteran guitarist Kenny James and introducing up-and-coming bandleader Wes Williams. James is a San Francisco native who, like Sobo, found Prescott’s scene irresistible. Williams, a Baton Rouge local, brings a fresh and funky vibe to Prescott’s Western scene.

The Howling Coyote Tour hits the
Novato HopMonk Tavern on Friday, July 17. 224 Vintage Way, Novato. 6pm. free. 415.892.6200. The tour stops in Cotati on
July 18, Napa on July 23, Petaluma on July 25 and Sebastopol on July 26.

Debriefer: July 15, 2015

July 8 was going to be a big day. A high-flying state commission was planning to issue its report on legalizing cannabis, and the Sonoma County beach-fee fracas was going to be settled. But alas, delays have set in as we head into the dog days of summer.

First, cannabis. The final draft of a much-anticipated Blue Ribbon Commission Report on Marijuana Policy from Lt. Gov. Gavin Newsom was going to be released July 8. And yet here we are post-8/8 and there’s no report in our inbox.

Turns out the release of the report has been put off until
July 20, says Abdi Soltani, an attorney with the American Civil Liberties Union, who is on the steering committee of the commission.

In a quick chat with Debriefer, Soltani says the commission wanted to take a closer look at developments in states that have legalized cannabis before releasing the much-anticipated report.

As for beach access, the California Coastal Commission had its latest meeting July 8 in Ventura. There wasn’t a peep about a hotly contested plan to install “iron rangers,” self-pay fee stations at state-run beaches in Sonoma County.

You’ll recall that in April the commission stepped in to adjudicate a squabble between California Department of Parks and Recreation and Sonoma County. The state wants to install the rangers, and the county wants its people to have free access to the 14 state beaches along the coast.

The state appealed the county’s decision to nix the fee plan, and the appeal jumped the issue to the Coastal Commission, where it remains. And where it will likely remain for at least a year, unless people start, ya know, working together.

Sonoma County Supervisor Efren Carrillo says he’s hopeful the issue will get kicked back to the state and county to sort it out. He’d like to engage in a conversation with state parks, but says that hasn’t started. In the meantime, he says, “the commission’s interest is to find a way for the county and the state to find some common ground.”

“We’re still sitting on it,” says state parks spokesman Dennis Weber. “In the meantime, you’ve seen our arguments.”

The agency’s argument is basically that there are not many places left in the state where state parks is not collecting parking fees and they’re needed to maintain facilities. Access is free along the Sonoma and Mendocino coasts, but elsewhere, says Weber, “we’ve been charging for decades.”

Nancy Cave is the North Coast district manager for the Coastal Commission and says a resolution on the fees will take a year—if the decision isn’t wrested from their hands.

“We’d love it if the county and state can work it out, but we’re willing to do it,” she says.

In the meantime, Carrillo says Sonoma County has revised its own beach-fee collection system.

“We now offer regional parks passes for low-income individuals,” says Carrillo. It’s $5 for an annual pass for those who qualify.

Parsing Zin

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America’s unofficial wine of burgers and backyard barbecues, Zinfandel isn’t often thought of as a varietal that shows nuanced variations of regional character. But it often does. So if you enjoy Zin in all its quirks, and you don’t mind drinking wine out of a brown paper bag, what’s the harm in playing a guessing game?

Robert Rue 2012 Russian River Valley Zinfandel ($35)
It’s been years since I had the Rue, but what else could it be? From vines planted in 1900 and farmed by a mom-and-pop operation just west of Santa Rosa, this purple beast shows how big Russian River Valley Zin can get without cracking up. Dark cocoa and ripe black fig meet whole-wheat cranberry bread, and the lush mouthful of boysenberry tastes like the juice from crushed berries, not syrup, thanks to insistent acidity. Substantially tannic and chewy, this Zin holds up for three days.

Kunde 2012 Sonoma Valley Zinfandel ($22) Smoky, like chile pepper sprinkles on chocolate, with murky, earthy fruit—organic dried plum and cherry. I expect the darker fruit aromas from a Sonoma Valley Zin—fruit that doesn’t pop out at you, but broods in the glass instead. On the palate, it’s a different story: a boysenberry-plum-black-cherry joyride that ends without mishap—no heat, not too sweet.

Del Carlo 2012 Dry Creek Valley Zinfandel ($32) There’s a high-toned spiciness to many Dry Creek Zins, a brambly suggestion of both the berry and the thorns. From the Teldeschi Home Ranch, this lighter-bodied wine shows the elegance of old-vine Zin—pepper, raspberry and strawberry jam finishing on the dry side.

Francis Ford Coppola 2012 Dry Creek Valley Zinfandel ($27) Spicy aromas, like Mexican chocolate, with jammy raspberry-blackberry flavor laced with vanilla—is it “DCV-ish”? Yes, it is.

Murphy-Goode 2012 Reserve Alexander Valley Zinfandel ($40) It’s tough to say what typifies an Alexander Valley Zin, other than that I guessed either DCV or Napa—and this is located right in between. Major tannin here.

Frank Family 2012 Napa Valley Zinfandel ($37) As with the renowned Cab, so goes the Zin: Napa rounds the edges off Zin. A raspberry pastille aroma, and classic cassis-like, blackberry liqueur flavors. Oh, and there’s 3 percent Cab in the blend.

Cline 2012 Lodi Zinfandel ($14) High-toned raspberry fruit makes me think first of Lodi. But strangely, both this and a Lange Twins 2012 Lodi Zinfandel ($13–$15) dove in a wet-lawn-clippings direction after being opened.

Binge, Interrupted

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I recently joined the ranks of binge-watch America, via Netflix, and, like any good consumer-citizen, I kicked off my binge of binges with a marathon run through Breaking Bad.

When it was over, five seasons later, I was a puddle of sloth in the easy chair, left only to wonder, “What is wrong with me?” What’s wrong is that we’re a nation of bingers, and I’m an idiot.

These days, the titans of mass culture are quite happy to custom-tailor content to us, caught up, as we often are, in identity arbiters that involve pointless TV shows. Binge-watching has a price and a context in a culture that’s gone beyond “on demand” to just sitting there, drooling, as the next episode fires up. Binge-watching is the manifestation of an accepted mass-delusion of ownership around cultural product —”my show”—and the ease of delivery to your screen.

Who owns it, and who goes to work tomorrow all bleary-eyed and post-binge heroic, yammering about “my shows” around the water cooler? Everyone!

A binge requires a purge, and by the time I got to that last scene in Breaking Bad, where Walter White dies smiling in the place he loves (a meth lab), I was ready to puke.

Viewed in the aftermath of a bingeing frenzy, Breaking Bad reveals itself to be very, very bad for you. There’s no redemption, just lots of ruined lives on White’s way to a kind of debased salvation. He’s not an antihero; he’s a scumbag, and taken in all at once, Breaking Bad is an overwhelmingly depressing commentary on the virtue of selfishness. Just like meth itself, binge-watching Breaking Bad will age you prematurely.

Even worse is a binge-watch of House of Cards. The show features Kevin Spacey as the president of the United States (and, it appears, McCauley Culkin as the First Lady), and people seem to dig it. Why? The sets are cheap, the plotlines ridiculous, and the bad faith in government is so raw you’d swear it was satire. Give it another episode, and you’ll just swear at yourself for looking for something beyond the abject amorality.

House of Cards requires a binge-antidote to all that murderous bad faith. And I used to like The West Wing, until I made the mistake of binge-watching it after binge-watching House of Cards, as a kind of counter-binge gesture. In the parlance of narcotics anonymous, I’m a binge-watch garbage-head.

But I couldn’t make it through three episodes of The West Wing. Martin Sheen, as President Jed Bartlet, offers nuggets of down-home doofiness that prove to be digestible only in 30-minute blocks of time. That’s what made The West Wing enjoyable as a network show: you only had to listen to Sheen once a week.

I like “my shows” to actually go somewhere, to build to a finale that’s worthy of the binge-investment, which is where Friday Night Lights comes in, one of the most dangerous binge-watch temptations on the Netflix.

Dangerous because nostalgia is a powerful anti-motivator. And when it’s nostalgia about high school football and I never made it off of the junior varsity practice squad but I can watch the lovable antihero Tim Riggins kick ass on Friday Night Lights—and take me all the way to the Texas state championship?

Put me in, coach, I’m ready to binge. And I just rewatched the pilot. Uh-oh.

Flag Waiving

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It’s so nice to see the vile Confederate flag coming down from government buildings. It has no place on public property.

But I’m troubled by the focus on one ugly flag to the exclusion of others. For instance, consider the American flag. The United States, like all countries founded on land stolen from natives, owes its existence to genocide. This country could not exist without the murder of millions of American Indians, along with the accompanying displacement, rape, discrimination and ongoing humiliation. Imagine how American Indians must feel when they see the hubbub over the Confederate flag while still being confronted by the American flag.

Ironically, the fact that slavery, that bloody stain upon the Confederate flag, also stains the American flag is ignored by nearly everyone who pontificates on the flag issue.

And colonial countries aren’t the only ones whose flags are stained with blood. Most national flags were adopted by regimes or royal families who had attained their power by being more successful at slavery, brutality and deceit than their competitors. Furthermore, the flags of subdivisions such as states and provinces share in the culpability.

Years ago I stopped saluting and pledging allegiance to the American flag. If someone comes up with a non-divisive flag, one that represents the whole human race, I’ll consider saluting that one. We’d be wise to burn most of the ones that currently exist, so as not to infect our children with implicit acceptance of the perverted values of empire.

Perhaps we could rehabilitate the American flag by repudiating, as a country, the genocide and slavery that birthed us, and chiseling off the faces of genocidal slave owners from Mt. Rushmore, replacing them with the likenesses of real heroes, such as Sitting Bull, Harriet Tubman and Susan B. Anthony.

As the Bible says, it’s easy to see the mote in someone else’s eye while ignoring the beam in our own. Surely, it’s hypocritical to attack the flag of one political entity while waving another that represents brutalities every bit as ugly.

Dixon Wragg is a Cotati freelance writer has won awards for short fiction, short humor, poetry and his online column on critical thinking, ‘The Gospel According to Dixon.’

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Lethal Rejection

Robyn Barbour was for the death penalty before she was against it. The Sacramento-area teacher used to support capital punishment in California, she says, “because my dad was in favor of it.”

Barbour had a change of heart when her grandmother was murdered in 1994. Her killer is now incarcerated at the Central California Women’s Facility in Chowchilla. That facility houses death row for women—but her grandmother’s murderer got a life sentence.

Barbour recalls a district attorney “who needed to enhance his political stature” by pushing for the death penalty. She also noted the inherent racial bias in the system: white victim, white perpetrator. Her grandmother’s murderer was “a serial killer,” says Barbour, “and if she had been black, she would have been executed.” Barbour now serves on the San Francisco–based Death Penalty Focus, an anti–death penalty group.

The state hasn’t executed anyone since 2006 because of challenges to the constitutionality of the practice in California that have hit on the method and process of putting the condemned to death. The method is embodied in the state’s struggle to come up with
an execution protocol that meets Eighth Amendment standards against cruel and unusual punishment.

The state said they were waiting for a ruling from the U.S. Supreme Court before proceeding. There’s a lethal-injection chamber at San Quentin built in 2008 waiting for its first customer.

The ruling on the matter, Glossip v. Gross, came down June 29. The Roberts court said a three-drug injection, despite well-publicized “botches,” doesn’t violate the Constitution.

Then there’s the process. A U.S. District Court judge ruled in 2014 that the death penalty in California is unconstitutional, not because of the method, but because of delays that stem from a lack of attorneys for defendants. State Attorney General Kamala Harris appealed the decision; it’s now in the hands of the 9th Circuit Court of Appeals.

Meanwhile, in 2006, a federal judge in California ruled that the three-drug cocktail then in use was unconstitutional. That ruling enacted a de facto moratorium on capital punishment.

“California is moving on two separate tracks,” says Robert Dunham, executive director of the Death Penalty Information Center (DPIC), a Washington, D.C.–based clearinghouse for all things execution. “One is the abolition, and the second is reactivating it. Obviously, those are internally contradictory tracks.”

Dunham says the state will submit its new draft protocol for comment, but that’s just the beginning. “It will be a matter of probably years before a protocol is in place and approved by the courts.”

State prison officials said they’d issue a draft California protocol within 120 days of the Supreme Court’s decision.

“In order to comply with California’s capital punishment laws, the California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation [CDCR] has been developing lethal-injection-protocol regulations,” says agency spokesman Jeffrey Callison via email.

The state is pursuing a one-shot lethal-injection protocol, says CDCR deputy press secretary Terry Thornton. The one-shot solution has generally entailed a lethal dose of sodium thiopental, but pharmaceutical companies no longer provide that drug to correctional facilities. Officials here and in other states have worked to shield the source of the drug from public view.

The CDCR acknowledges that there’s been a problem with access to execution drugs, as it notes that there are currently 751 people on California’s death row as of July 7.

Depending on what happens with the case now before the Court of Appeals, this “two-track” standstill might be moot, says Dunham of the DPIC.

The 2014 District Court ruling threw out the capital conviction of Ernest Dewayne Jones; it found that the death penalty is unconstitutional “because of California’s failure to provide timely counsel to death row inmates,” says Dunham.

“Much of the coverage of the Jones case has talked about the death penalty [being] declared unconstitutional because of the amount of time it takes while the appellate process is completed,” adds Dunham. “That’s true as far as it goes, but a lot of people are under the mistaken impression that it’s because of endless appeals filed by inmates.”

The California Legislature limits the pool of lawyers available to inmates in capital cases. “The district court found that the state, and not the defendants, were responsible” for the appellate delays, he says. “California has a conundrum because it doesn’t have a mechanism to move the cases through the appellate process, and once that is completed, it has no method of execution. Fixing one without fixing the other is not a solution.”

For now, capital punishment
in California resembles an
M. C. Escher drawing—a Möbius strip going endlessly nowhere. Dunham recalls a print, “the one with the guy on the stairs, where you can be walking on the top and the bottom of the stairs at the same time.”

The method and the process, he says, “are two separate things, proceeding on two separate tracks that are oblivious to one another.”

Meanwhile, there are hundreds of condemned at San Quentin, and more on the way.

“You’d think,” says Barbour, “they would stop sending people there.”

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Modern, minimalist Kollar Chocolates
is one of the new tenants
in Yountville’s revamped
V Marketplace.

The ivy-covered building was once known as Vintage 1870, and some locals still call it that. New businesses set in venerable buildings always attract a bit of criticism from those nostalgic for what was, but Kollar fuses the old with the new, and leaves most people happy.

In the small, neat space, futuristic neon-green truffles rub elbows with classic chocolate morsels, European “rochers” and old-school barks. Flavors range from the familiar to the exotic. Everything is packaged in neutral, simple boxes—timeless, yet very of the moment. To complete the tech-inspired aesthetic, the kitchen features a “production lab” open to public viewing.

Atlanta native Chris Kollar is a new-generation chocolatier. Trained as a savory chef, he worked in Denver, Seattle and the Cayman Islands before coming to Napa in 2001. A long list of gigs as executive chef followed, including stints at St. Helena’s Go Fish and Tra Vigne, during which time Kollar became infatuated with wine and chocolate pairing.

“It all started when I would make truffles to serve at the end of meals,” Kollar says.

There were no local chocolate manufacturers in the area, so Kollar decided to open his own shop—but not until he’d mastered the art of chocolate. He embarked on a self-education tour of Europe, visiting Switzerland, France and Italy, and emerged with expertise—and a couple of unusual ideas for sweets.

His offerings include an award-winning milk chocolate ganache infused with fennel pollen, a sunflower-seed praline, a truffle made with Earl Grey tea and new agey chocolate flavors like cardamom and lavender.

“Napa Valley residents live in a gastronomically rich area,” says Kollar. “This definitely makes them knowledgeable about food in general.”

There’s plenty of natural inspiration to draw from. “I came up with the idea for the fennel-pollen truffle because it grows wild along the back roads that I frequently cycle through, and I would chew on it after long rides,” says Kollar.

The surroundings also inspired a truffle infused with Zinfandel, and ideas for fresh wine and truffle pairings.

“We’ve found that our Earl Grey truffle pairs with numerous Cabernet Sauvignons,” Kollar says, “and our passion-fruit truffle goes great with several Sauvignon Blancs.”

Kollar makes the chocolates and business partner Naomi Pasztor runs the front of the business, where barks and roasted and caramelized almond concoctions are sold in attractive, see-through packages.

It makes sense that a chocolatier who admits to loving Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups would be careful not to neglect the simpler, more traditional chocolates. Mixed together in a gift box, Kollar’s curious pollen experiments and old-school sweets satisfy traditionalists and chocolate adventurists alike.

Kollar Chocolates. 6525 Washington St., Yountville. 707.738.6750.

Body and Soul

The documentary Amy is deeply sad. It isn’t purely an investigation into the death of Amy Winehouse at 27, or of those addictions that turned her into one of those people you step over at the bus stop. With aptness that justifies the cruelty, a British comedian describes Winehouse in her last days as looking like an ad campaign to rescue neglected horses: all bones and big teeth and dull eyes.

At a recent screening, director Asif Kapadia (Senna) describes the aftermath of Winehouse’s brief life as a “crime scene.” There are plenty of suspects.

Amy’s father, Mitchell, and her ex-husband, Blake Fielder-Civil, were perhaps riders on the fabled gravy train, but the British press did its part. The saddest image in the film shows Winehouse standing in a circle of yowlers with atomic flashbulbs sizzling. She gives up, trying to retrieve her dignity by lighting a cigarette. I realize that hacks have to make a living, but what happened to Amy Winehouse is like the old-time London sport where you throw a terrier into a pit of rats.

Winehouse bit back. The documentary reveals the caustic side she turned on herself and others, as well as the drive that got her a recording contract before her teenage acne had cleared up.

Flogged half to death at outdoor festivals, this fragile talent was her most authentic self in a club. “No jazz artist wants to perform in front of 50,000 people,” Tony Bennett notes. Seen during a duet with Winehouse on “Body and Soul,” Bennett comes out like a gent in this story of wastrels, parasites and helpless friends. He’s one of the few people who could put some real light and clarity into Winehouse’s magnificent eyes.

‘Amy’ is playing in wide release in the North Bay.

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