Letters to the Editor: Feb. 19, 2014

No Water for Johnny Pinot

Good to see you promoting water conservation—but not for the farmers’ sake! I won’t take a one-minute shower so Johnny Pinot can make more $100 bottles of wine, but I will to save the fish and other critters in the ecosystem!

Santa Rosa

Balance It Out

I liked the article about sex and education (“Sex Is Fun,” Feb. 5), but I’m not happy with the cover. I just wanted to point out that if you look at this cover, you have a girl reading a book that says, “Sex tips for girls,” and the other side says, “I wish she’d do this.” It’s not very equal—it’s really just saying, “Women, you’re still the ones that have to perform correctly in order to have a sexually exciting situation.” Instead, it should have read, “I wish she’d do this, I wish he’d do this” and “Sex tips for boys and girls,” so it could balance out correctly.

This is such a hot topic—when you think about the fact that we just had V-Day and the One Billion Rising event, which talks about women and violence, this says that women are still the ones who have to please the men. I’m really hoping you’ll take a serious look at that and think about what’s going to be the catchy phrase and balance it out between men and women.

Petaluma

Support Children’s Village

When I was orphaned at 14, the prospect of foster care and inevitable separation from my siblings was beyond frightening. Thankfully, a local family came forward and took all three of us under their care via legal guardianship. I was given the gift of consistency and raised in a loving home with my little brother and sister. The importance of maintaining sibling bonds is paramount, especially after a traumatic experience like so many displaced children have experienced.

For this reason, I admire, support and volunteer for the Children’s Village of Sonoma County. This family-home environment is an alternative to foster care, which often separates siblings and shuffles children from home to home. Since opening in 2006, the Children’s Village has housed up to 24 children at a time, most of them siblings. Their primary concern is maintaining stability so children have a smooth transition into adulthood. In fact, with the addition of the Dickinson Center nearby, children who have graduated out of the program will be able to maintain housing and communication with the Children’s Village so long as they maintain employment or pursue education.

Recent California legislation has put this wonderful organization on the path to closure this summer. Budget cuts have led to a shortage of children being placed in group homes like ours, and focus has shifted to foster care as the primary model for displaced children. Currently, 16 children are housed and cared for at the Children’s Village. A sudden change in their lives would be devastating.

Santa Rosa

Wishful

I wish I could tell you that Horatio
Alger was alive and well in America, but that’s not the case, and I only have 200 words.

I wish I could tell you that there is equality for all, but that’s not the case, and I only have 200 words.

I wish I could tell you that our present über-capitalism is not eroding democratic principles, but that’s not the case, and I only have 200 words.

I wish I could tell you that our political parties put county first, party second, but that’s not the case, and, again, I only have 200 words.

I wish I could tell you that we do not have a pro-corporate Supreme Court, but that’s not the case, and I only have 200 words.

I wish I could tell you that corporate power in collusion with Congress, not big government, is the real problem, but that’s not the case, and I only have 200 words.

I wish I could tell you that America is a leader in universal healthcare, but that’s not the case, and I only have 200 words.

I wish I could tell you.

Santa Rosa

Write to us at le*****@******an.com.

Meatbodies Manifested

We thought garage rock faded in the ’90s along with televised music videos and flannel shirts.

But as it turns out, our noisy neighbors never went anywhere—except maybe their own suburban garages or, more likely, the dark basements of run-down Victorians in Oakland. We are in the midst of a garage-rock revival, flannel is abundant and the music sounds like sweet cocktails and psychedelia.

Meatbodies are a shining example of this aesthetic. The group is coming up from Los Angeles this week to play at the Arlene Francis Center in Santa Rosa before going on tour with garage fuzz rocker Ty Segall. More fast than loud, their reverb-y surf guitar is the kind of music that makes one feel like letting the mind slowly melt into a honey oil haze.

Opening is CCR Headcleaner, whose psychedelic guitar solos have been known to guide audiences into a trance before blasting them awake with raw, blistering rock and roll. They’re joined by Santa Rosa’s Basement Stares, which features former members of Semi-Evolved Simians and Violation.

Meatbodies play with CCR Headcleaner on Monday, Feb. 24, at the Arlene Francis Center. 99 Sixth St., Santa Rosa. 8pm. $6–$12 sliding scale. 707.528.3009.—Jacquelynne Ocaña

Sylvia Tyson: On Our Mind

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The first song that Sylvia Tyson wrote became a huge hit, though not for her. “You Were on My Mind” was a Top 40 fixture for the California group We Five in the fall of 1965, a year after it was first recorded by the author and her musical partner and soon-to-be husband, Ian Tyson.

But other songs by the Canadian duo, billed as Ian & Sylvia, fared better for them. “Someday Soon” and “Four Strong Winds” were sizable hits and became widely performed folk standards. The couple went on to enjoy a decade-long career, during which they released a dozen albums, including one as the early country-rock group Great Speckled Bird.

Today, long separated from Ian and living in Toronto, Sylvia continues to perform and write, lately in a whole new direction. Her first novel, Joyner’s Dream, was published in 2011, and she is now “about halfway through the second one,” she tells the Bohemian.

Still, the new medium required some adjustments. “The essence of songwriting is to put some complicated ideas into very simple language in the space of three to four minutes,” she says. “And the opportunity to expand that was kind of daunting for me. In fact, I kind of overdid it. My first draft was about 400 pages!” It was trimmed by a quarter before publication.

Her novel, a multigenerational family history spanning more than two centuries, then presented Tyson with another challenge. “When I was writing the book, I blithely put in original titles everywhere music appeared, and at the end, I realized I had all these titles and no music.” So she set about creating some, ultimately recording and releasing a companion CD to go with the book.

But distracting her from the sequel, at least temporarily, is a short concert tour that will see her doing a handful of dates in California. In her first visit to the Golden State in some 30 years, Tyson will share the stage with violinist Scarlet Rivera, best known for her work with Bob Dylan, and steel guitar–dobro ace Cindy Cashdollar.

The match was suggested by the agent Rivera and Cashdollar share; the three have never played together before. “This is kind of a trial run,” Tyson admits.

Their shows will rely on Tyson’s songs, both old and new, in arrangements she, Rivera and Cashdollar began working out a few days before rehearsals.

They’ve only booked five shows, but Tyson says more are a possibility, adding, “I think I’m going to enjoy the hell out of it.”

Sylvie Simmons Says

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When music journalist Sylvie Simmons first started writing for Sounds in her homeland of England back in 1977, she probably never imagined that her journey through the world of rock and roll would end up taking her to the Mount Baldy Zen Center, seeking out strands of Leonard Cohen’s life story.

But that’s just one of the many adventures that ensued as the
San Francisco–based writer did the legwork for I’m Your Man:
The Life of Leonard Cohen
, a 2012 New York Times bestseller.

Simmons, who performs on
Feb. 22 at the Arlene Francis Center, took up the ukulele because it was so portable (she likens it to a “little puppy” that’s easy to take on the road) and her neighbors had complained that the banjo she’d been playing was too loud. “It’s an expressive and sweet little instrument,” says the self-professed ambassador of the uke.

Simmons will perform a selection of her own “melancholy” songs, some of which appear on her new album. Recorded in Tucson, the album was produced by Howe Gelb, a respected indie musician (most notably as the founder of the band Giant Sand) who adds backing accompaniment.

Simmons’ set will also feature a selection of Cohen tunes, part of a repertoire of songs she learned during the process of working on I’m Your Man. “I must have learned every Cohen song by the end of the book,” she says with a laugh. For her Santa Rosa performance, she’ll be backed by bass player Colleen Browne, who played in the Wronglers with Hardly Strictly Bluegrass founder Warren Hellman.

Simmons first heard Leonard Cohen in 1968. As a girl growing up in London, she bought a Columbia Records compilation album that happened to feature Cohen’s song “Sisters of Mercy.” Cohen’s “hypnotic and mesmerizing voice” leapt out at her, leading to a lifetime love of the sultry-voiced Jewish-Canadian’s music. “There was a sense that he knew something, and I was just so drawn to that—the haunting intimacy of his voice,” she says.

Simmons insists that though the book comes from a place of deep respect for Cohen, it’s by no means a whitewash. A veteran music journalist who’s written for Creem and Kerrang!, and who currently writes an Americana column for MOJO magazine, Simmons dove into the legwork, flying around the world to meet people and ask questions. The sweat equity shows in the extensive interviews with the many people who influenced Cohen’s life and songs over his impressive career as not only a singer-songwriter, but as a poet and novelist.

“It felt like it took two lifetimes,” she says about the multi-year research process, the seeds of which were planted after Simmons attended Cohen’s comeback tour in 2008 and saw the love and devotion of his millions of fans.

“I just saw this wave of love that accompanied him everywhere that he went,” she says. The book would need to be thorough, and unlike the Cohen books that came before, she wanted it to focus less on his pop stardom and more on his literary and poetic career. But first Simmons would need the man’s blessing, as this would give her access to the A-list interview sources, the best friends, family members, ex-lovers and artistic colleagues that could really help her unravel the DNA of the Cohen origin story.

“He was very gracious and didn’t make any hindrance whatsoever,” says Simmons. “He allowed me to interview him at some length and to use materials from his archives. I was totally blessed by his support. He gave it without any conditions. It wasn’t like, ‘Let me read this and let me change it.'”

With the freedom of literary license, Simmons was able to write an unconventional biography, combining the engaging scenes, descriptions and dialogue found in the best fiction with a solid, reliable telling of one of the most fascinating people in the music business. Her considerable writing chops developed over a remarkable career writing music pieces and short fiction (her short story collection, Too Weird for Ziggy, was published by William Burroughs’ Black Cat imprint) are on full display in the Cohen book. And Simmons still looks back fondly on her years writing for Creem (which also featured writing by Lester Bangs) and other magazines of rock’s heyday.

“At the time, the music business was exciting and had all this money and desire to send you everywhere,” she recalls. “It was a complete golden age of rock writing, and I was so lucky to have been there at the right place and the right time, and to be one of the few women doing it; there weren’t many of us. I haven’t really stopped.”

Koreeda’s Way

The switched-baby format has been dormant in film for some time now. One of cinema’s great living kid-wranglers, director Hirokazu Koreeda, brings the once popular genre to life in the overlong, occasionally poignant Like Father, Like Son.

As always, Koreeda is capable of subtle, tender moments, but the too-stark contrast between the victimized families oversimplifies the story. Masaharu Fukuyama plays an essentially stereotypical character: a cold, swaggering, success-chasing Tokyo architect. He’s pushing the boy he believes is his son hard, right at the beginning of the child’s scholastic care (age six). Meanwhile, down in southern Japan, the architect’s actual son is being raised by a much more easygoing dad, Yudai (Riri Furanki), the tattooed, Hawaiian-shirt-wearing proprietor of a funky hardware store.

Furanki’s presence proves the Howard Hawks principle that you ought to try to make a comedy out of your story. When you see the sympathy Koreeda has for this happy-go-lucky slob, you wonder why the director bothered opening the film with the workaholic in his blood-freezing modern apartment. Yudai has so much grit that he’s even openly looking forward to the settlement the hospital is going to lay on him for their mistake. Homer Simpson could not be earthier. But, naturally, Yudai is too perfect a character, with no arc to follow, and it’s the architect who needs to rescue his inner child.

There’s never been a switched-baby melodrama without third-act problems, and this lauded drama is no exception. There are times in the film when you’re certain that Koreeda is as good as Mike Leigh or the Dardenne brothers in dramatizing the banal thought that the human race’s refusal to acknowledge the familial ties among us worsens the world. This switched-at-birth situation takes on a sad plausibility in those instances, and you wonder what you’d do if it happened to you.

Annie’s Got a Gun

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‘A hit! A hit!”

That’s what Buffalo Bill shouts (numerous times) during the epic target-shooting match between champion sharpshooter Frank Butler and upstart country girl Annie Oakley. In the excellent revival of Irving Berlin‘s Annie Get Your Gun at Spreckels Performing Arts Center, Buffalo Bill could be describing the production itself.

The 1946 Wild West romance may not be the best known of Berlin’s work (Holiday Inn, White Christmas), but as directed by Sheri Lee Miller, Annie is easily one of the best musicals to be staged in Rohnert Park since the center came close to being shut down by the city three years ago for budgetary reasons.

Spreckels has been on the rebound of late, with a string of old and new musicals presented by the New Spreckels Theater Company, and Annie Get Your Gun, with sharp musical direction by Janis Wilson, hits an artistic high mark to which future productions will
be compared. Blending artistic director Gene Abravaya’s taste for flashy stage spectacle with Miller’s knack for achieving strong, emotionally resonant performances from her actors, Annie is as eye-popping and ear-pleasing as it is exciting, satisfying and fun.

Denise Elia gives one of her best-ever performances as Annie Oakley, a plucky newcomer to Buffalo Bill’s traveling Wild West Show. Enamored of the show’s headliner, Frank Butler (a rich Zachary Hasbany), though annoyed by his easily wounded pride, Annie struggles with her desire to show how good she is with a rifle in front of this man who can’t wrap his head around being second best to a woman.

As Buffalo Bill, Dwayne Stincelli is a hoot, and Tim Setzer is marvelous as Charlie, Bill’s wisecracking manager. Liz Jahren plays Dolly Tate, Frank Butler’s flirtatious, jealous assistant—and Annie’s chief antagonist—and is a hilarious force of nature in the role. Dan Monez brings a mountain of heart to the show as Sitting Bull, Annie’s wise and grounded adopted father, and as the story’s other set of would-be lovers, Winnie Tate (Dolly’s sister) and Tommy Keeler (the show’s half-Indian knife thrower), Brittany Law and Anthony Guzman are charming and sweetly affecting.

The set, by Eddy Hansen and Elizabeth Bazzano, features clever break-apart buildings and uses Spreckels’ (often overused) projection system sparingly but quite effectively. A few errant notes didn’t spoil the music, which was consistently marvelous.

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Jason Mraz to Play Solo Show at Green Music Center

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Jason Mraz will need to sing extra loud to fill the specious halls of the Green Music Center. Sonoma State University announced today that the songwriter of “I’m Yours” will play a solo acoustic show in the beautiful main hall Sunday, March 16 at 8pm. Tickets go on sale to the general public Friday, Feb. 21 at 10am.
The prestigious concert hall is an arena much larger than Mraz’ humble beginnings in San Diego coffee shops, but that’s what two Grammy awards will do to a career. Raining Jane open the show. Click here for ticket information.

Plane Hijacked, Nobody Died, Media Moves On

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Did you hear about the plane that was hijacked the other day? I heard it was headed to the Olympics! Then I heard it was an Ethopian pilot who wanted asylum! Then, the real story unfolded in a Q&A session on the social networking site Reddit from a passenger who says, contrary to news reports, passengers did know the plane was being hijacked for the entire six-hour flight.

There was scant news coverage on this event, considering there were 202 people on board that could have died in an instant. But nobody died, not even the hijacker. He landed safely in Geneva, Switzerland, seeking asylum. The cynic in me thinks this that this didn’t make as big a news splash in the United States because A) it was an Ethopian Airlines plane from Ethiopia to Switzerland and B) nobody died. Why do we watch Nascar? For the crashes. Why do we watch downhill skiing? For the crashes. Why do we watch Football? You get the picture.

Apparently the hijacker acted alone—he was the co-pilot on the flight and locked the door when the pilot took a bathroom break. He dropped air pressure in the cabin and forced passengers to put on their oxygen masks. The crew acted as if everything were normal, serving drinks and allowing passengers to walk freely through the cabin. The hijacker reportedly only said, “Sit down, put on your masks. I’m cutting the oxygen,” repeating it three times. News reports said passengers were unaware of the hijacking, but news reports were wrong.

The pilot negotiated the safe landing and release of all passengers (the definition of hero). The hijacker could face up to 20 years in prison, according to Swiss law. The unspoken crime here is the underreporting of this incident and the faulty information that was printed, but not changed when it was proven false. This is big news. Hopefully, we will see more information reported from this event, like, why was he seeking asylum? How was he able to hijack the plane on his own? What security measures are being taken to ensure this never happens again? Let’s hope the answers are eventually printed correctly.

Feb.13: Freedom Riders at the Arlene Francis Center

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On the morning of May 4, 1961, a small gathering of civil rights activists boarded a bus in Washington, D.C., bound for New Orleans in the first Freedom Ride. That year hundreds of activists joined in, traveling to the Deep South in mixed-race groups to challenge local laws that enforced unconstitutional segregation in seating. These were the first steps in what became the American Civil Rights movement. As part of the Black History Month Film Festival at the Arlene Francis Center, the award-winning 2010 documentary Freedom Riders is screened as a benefit for the Police Accountability Clinic and Helpline. Thursday, Feb. 13, at the Arlene Francis Center. 99 Sixth St., Santa Rosa. 7pm. $5. 707.528.3009

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Feb. 19: John Butler Trio at the Hopmonk Tavern

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From busking the streets of Fremantle, in western Australia, to world tours fronting his own roots Americana trio, John Butler has seen it all. Forming the John Butler Trio in 1998, the singer-songwriter has led the group through six acclaimed albums, including three consecutive records that all went platinum and topped the Australian charts. Highlighted by a dusty rock sound and spontaneous jam-band aesthetics, the John Butler Trio appear in concert free and early courtesy of KRSH radio station to promote the band’s latest release, Flesh & Blood. Wednesday, Feb. 19, at the Hopmonk Tavern. 230 Petaluma Ave., Sebastopol. 7:30pm. Free. 707.829.7300

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Letters to the Editor: Feb. 19, 2014

No Water for Johnny Pinot Good to see you promoting water conservation—but not for the farmers' sake! I won't take a one-minute shower so Johnny Pinot can make more $100 bottles of wine, but I will to save the fish and other critters in the ecosystem! —Daisy Hooley Santa Rosa Balance It Out I liked the article about sex and education ("Sex Is Fun,"...

Meatbodies Manifested

We thought garage rock faded in the '90s along with televised music videos and flannel shirts. But as it turns out, our noisy neighbors never went anywhere—except maybe their own suburban garages or, more likely, the dark basements of run-down Victorians in Oakland. We are in the midst of a garage-rock revival, flannel is abundant and the music sounds like...

Sylvia Tyson: On Our Mind

The first song that Sylvia Tyson wrote became a huge hit, though not for her. "You Were on My Mind" was a Top 40 fixture for the California group We Five in the fall of 1965, a year after it was first recorded by the author and her musical partner and soon-to-be husband, Ian Tyson. But other songs by the...

Sylvie Simmons Says

When music journalist Sylvie Simmons first started writing for Sounds in her homeland of England back in 1977, she probably never imagined that her journey through the world of rock and roll would end up taking her to the Mount Baldy Zen Center, seeking out strands of Leonard Cohen's life story. But that's just one of the many adventures that...

Koreeda’s Way

The switched-baby format has been dormant in film for some time now. One of cinema's great living kid-wranglers, director Hirokazu Koreeda, brings the once popular genre to life in the overlong, occasionally poignant Like Father, Like Son. As always, Koreeda is capable of subtle, tender moments, but the too-stark contrast between the victimized families oversimplifies the story. Masaharu Fukuyama plays...

Annie’s Got a Gun

'A hit! A hit!" That's what Buffalo Bill shouts (numerous times) during the epic target-shooting match between champion sharpshooter Frank Butler and upstart country girl Annie Oakley. In the excellent revival of Irving Berlin's Annie Get Your Gun at Spreckels Performing Arts Center, Buffalo Bill could be describing the production itself. The 1946 Wild West romance may not be the best...

Jason Mraz to Play Solo Show at Green Music Center

Jason Mraz will need to sing extra loud to fill the specious halls of the Green Music Center. Sonoma State University announced today that the songwriter of “I’m Yours” will play a solo acoustic show in the beautiful main hall Sunday, March 16 at 8pm. Tickets go on sale to the general public Friday, Feb. 21 at 10am. The prestigious...

Plane Hijacked, Nobody Died, Media Moves On

Do we only care about a story if it involves death?

Feb.13: Freedom Riders at the Arlene Francis Center

On the morning of May 4, 1961, a small gathering of civil rights activists boarded a bus in Washington, D.C., bound for New Orleans in the first Freedom Ride. That year hundreds of activists joined in, traveling to the Deep South in mixed-race groups to challenge local laws that enforced unconstitutional segregation in seating. These were the first steps...

Feb. 19: John Butler Trio at the Hopmonk Tavern

From busking the streets of Fremantle, in western Australia, to world tours fronting his own roots Americana trio, John Butler has seen it all. Forming the John Butler Trio in 1998, the singer-songwriter has led the group through six acclaimed albums, including three consecutive records that all went platinum and topped the Australian charts. Highlighted by a dusty rock...
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