Blues Come Alive at Healdsburg Jazz Festival

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‘The blues is still alive and well,” says Charlie Musselwhite.

The beloved harmonica player and singer ought to know. He has lived the blues for more than 50 years, and now the Sonoma County resident and recent Blues Hall of Fame inductee appears as the guest of honor at the 16th annual Healdsburg Jazz Festival starting May 31.

Musselwhite reflected recently on his move to Sonoma County, his storied career and the creative pairings that have led to his immense success.

“I came out from Chicago. That’s a long trip—Mississippi to Memphis to Chicago to California,” recounts Musselwhite. “I came in ’67 to play some gigs and thought that I would just be going back to Chicago when I got through, but I had never been to California and didn’t know anything about it, really. And when I came out here, I just saw how wonderful it was, how nice the people were and how there was work all up and down the coast. When I got off the plane in California for the first time, it took me about 10 minutes to think, ‘I ain’t going back to Chicago.’

“It seemed like people really liked blues. They seemed to think it was something exotic, where back in the South and Chicago, it’s just an everyday thing. All the hippies were playing me on the radio. They weren’t playing me on the radio anywhere else.”

After living all around the Bay Area, Musselwhite moved to Sonoma County more than 20 years ago. “There’s just a long list of things that are wonderful about Sonoma County. Pick one of ’em,” he laughs. “I love the people, I love the food. I love the consciousness of the people. You go to the farmers market and get to buy the food you eat from the guy who grew it.”

This year, Musselwhite headlines the Healdsburg Jazz Festival, which opens with the weekend-long Blues Bash. “I’m glad to see that blues will be at the festival. Seems like back in the day, all jazz festivals had a blues day or a blues stage, but somehow it dropped off,” says Musselwhite. “I’m glad to see that blues will be at the festival, ’cause jazz came from blues. If we haven’t got blues, we haven’t got jazz.”

Musselwhite launches the festival with a performance alongside guitar legend Elvin Bishop and country crooner Guy Davis. “They’re both friends of mine. I’ve known Elvin—we both lived in Chicago a long time,” recalls Musselwhite. “He came to Chicago from Tulsa and I came from Memphis; we met in Chicago way back in the early ’60s and have been friends 50 or more years. And we still look exactly the same! To be onstage playing with an old friend, that’s real special,” he says. “I mean, a lot of people we started out with are no longer here. We’re both healthy, doing good. It’s almost like a celebration of life or something.”

Following this, Musselwhite switches gears with a blues-meets-Latin-jazz performance based on his acclaimed 1999 album, Continental Drifter. Musselwhite says the album and his fascination with Cuban standards started all the way back in Memphis.

“When I was a kid in Memphis, I was really interested in blues. I was going all around to junk stores and used furniture stores—any place that had old records. And I was looking for blues records, but anything else I found that looked interesting, I’d get that too,” he says .

“Along the way there I discovered other music from around the world, like flamenco, rebetiko music from Greece, and I discovered a lot of Latin music too. I got the feeling, or the opinion, that every culture had some kind of music that was from the heart, music of lament, like blues. If you translate the lyrics from all these different styles of music from around the world, they’re all singing the same thing—’My baby left me.’ Hard times, and good times too. It’s really music from and of the people.”

He discovered a Cuban band called Cuarteto Patria and became a big fan. At a music festival in Norway, he met a promoter who also loved the band; he later invited Cuarteto Patria and Musselwhite to the following year’s festival. Musselwhite thought it would be great to sit in with the band and record it. He found a local studio to do it, and the Continental Drifter album was born.

“So now I’ll be able to recreate that [album] with the John Santos Group, and they’re great musicians, and he’s a great guy; we have a good time. We’ll have so much fun performing this, the audience can’t help but have fun.”

Musselwhite will also appear in two other performances with saxophonist Joshua Redman, sitting in with Redman’s jazz quartet and inviting Redman to sit in with his own ensemble, all while intertwining jazz and blues elements that speak in the universal language of life’s joys and laments.

In 2010, Musselwhite was honored with an induction into the Blues Hall of Fame, and earlier this year he won a Grammy for Best Blues Album for his collaboration with singer-songwriter Ben Harper on Get Up!

“I met Ben a long time ago when he opened for John Lee Hooker. John Lee was an old friend, and he’d often call me up to say, ‘Come on down and play with us tonight.’ Our paths just kept crossing here and there, and we just got to know each other better and better, and then we also backed up John Lee on a recording in the studio, and that’s where we really locked in and realized how well we played together. We had a rapport musically. Even John Lee said, ‘You guys ought to do more recording together.'”

Musselwhite says there is already talk of another record with Harper.

After all these years playing the blues, Musselwhite’s love for music still burns bright, and the harmonica master still has too many irons in the fire to say for sure what’s next. In the meantime, he’s honored to be a part of the upcoming Healdsburg Jazz Festival and to share his passion with his local community.

“Don’t let the term ‘blues’ fool you,” he says. “This isn’t sad music; this gets rid of that feeling. This is uplifting music. You can dance or you can listen, and if you’re really talented, you can do both. It’s all about having a good time.”

Double Take

Keep repeating the phrase “Characters in existentialist fiction are not supposed to be realistic,” but perhaps you’ll still lose rapport with the attenuated Double, Richard Ayoade’s often-inspired paraphrase of the Dostoyevsky novelette in which a man encounters the more perfect version of himself. But Ayoade can’t wrap it up as succinctly; maybe the tale has been ripped off so many times that there’s no good original way to finish it.

Simon (Jesse Eisenberg) encounters a new kid on his block, socially adept, able to climb the rungs of his job and better at charming the pants off Hannah (Mia Wasikowska ), the girl Simon can only peer at from his window via telescope, as if she were a heavenly body. As Hannah, Wasikowska has the advantage of being the glowing spot of beauty in a realm of ruin and constant aggressiveness—viciousness from the top (the smiling overlord played by James Fox) all the way down to a harsh waitress (Cathy Moriarity) and a useless male nurse (Chris O’Dowd)

If Ayoade’s main aim was to create a visually fascinating realm, consider it done. Visually, the movie honors the memory of Welles’ Trial, with David Crank’s production design being especially impressive. The two Eisenbergs work in an office laden with obsolete, dysfunctional equipment, including malicious elevator doors that bite and squawk a red alert if you kick them back.

The lighting makes everyone look jaundiced or cancerous, and transportation is provided by a rattle-trap subway. The quaking, quacking Simon is under constant assault, falsely promised happiness from fulsome Japanese pop hits, even as his ass is thoroughly kicked by all around him. As he’s told at one point, “You’re pretty unnoticeable, even for a nonperson.”

The Double comes off as being more admirable than likable. Maybe part of the problem is that Eisenberg has two personalities when the rest of the cast barely have one each.

‘The Double’ is now screening at the Rialto Cinemas, 6868 McKinley Ave., Sebastopol. 707.525.4840.

Debriefer: May 21, 2014

RAVITCH, RUN

Are activists involved in the Andy Lopez shooting utilizing a ramp-the-hysteria, rumor-as-news tactic more associated with irresponsible right-wing news outlets?

Late last week, Debriefer noticed an uptick in rumors being floated about when Sonoma County District Attorney Jill Ravitch would decide on whether to charge sheriff’s deputy Erick Gelhaus, who shot Lopez while he brandished a toy weapon.

The gist of the rumors: it’s imminent.

But according to a Ravitch spokesperson, the rumors were launched by an activist attorney. This was part of an effort to push Ravitch’s hand on a decision fraught with controversy.

Ravitch faces a June 3 election, and critics have accused her of stonewalling on Gelhaus until after the votes are counted. She denies the stonewalling.

The rumor push coincided with breathless news reports that the city of Santa Rosa was on edge in anticipation of Ravitch’s imminent-not-imminent ruling. Protests were planned unless she ruled now. Talks of a riot were in the air. Federal mediators were brought in.

And then the weekend came. No charges, no nothing.

The Ravitch spokesperson said she hadn’t heard anything about when her boss’ decision might actually come down, despite the rumors. She said she’d call Debriefer when there’s some actual news.

BO-GASSER

A drunken driver took out the gas pumps at the only fill-up station in Point Reyes Station last week, meaning that if you were on the coast and low on petrol, your only hope for days and days was Bolinas—where a gallon over the weekend would set you back an eye-popping $5.65 for premium grade.

That was shocking enough—and Debriefer could not find a higher-priced gallon of gas anywhere else in the U.S. By midweek, BoGas was getting $5.76 a gallon.

But even more jarring was seeing the word “Bolinas” on electrified roadside signage, in the form of temporary highway signs warning drivers in West Marin that their only chance for a fuel-up was at BoGas—located in a town famous for repeatedly removing all state signage that would point you there. The state eventually gave up on the Bolinas signs, and the temporary one along the Nicasio Reservoir was not to be see on Tuesday morning – only to reappear by the end of the day.

Proceeds from BoGas sales go to a local community land trust, which, ironically, uses the money generated by insanely high gas prices for affordable housing programs in town.

FRACKING SUSPENSE

The Senate Appropriations Committee on Monday pushed Sen. Holly Mitchell‘s fracking moratorium bill, SB 1132, to the so-called suspense file, where bills with costs exceeding $150,000 are sent.

Bills that wind up in that file, says the state website, “are then considered at one hearing after the state budget has been prepared and the committee has a better sense of available revenue.”

A 2010 op-ed by Thad Kousser, in the Los Angeles Times, called for an end to the use of the suspense file. “They should make the legislative game fair to both parties by eliminating the obscure but important procedures governing the ‘suspense file,'” Kousser wrote, “which give legislative leaders the power to kill, without a public vote, bills that a majority of legislators might support.”

A recent Sacramento Bee story put it a little more bluntly: “The Appropriations Committee’s suspense file is often the place where bills go to die.”

Check www.bohemian.com for updates.—Tom Gogola

Dry Food

For the first time in 15 years, all of the Golden State suffers from a water shortage, and while that’s very bad for the region, it may also send food prices skyrocketing throughout the country.

An April study from Arizona State University said the price of lettuce could jump by as much as 34 percent; the price of a single avocado is estimated to rise by some 28 percent, to $1.60.

“You’re probably going to see the biggest produce price increases on avocados, berries, broccoli, grapes, lettuce, melons, peppers, tomatoes and packaged salads,” says ASU agribusiness professor Timothy Richards in a statement. Meanwhile, a study released by the UC Davis Watershed Sciences Department on May 19 said the drought would cost the state’s ag economy $1.7 billion.

Gov. Jerry Brown declared a state of emergency in January when it became clear that 2013 closed out the driest year ever for many parts of the state.

The U.S. Drought Monitor, a weekly map of drought conditions produced jointly by the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, Department of Agriculture and the National Drought Mitigation Center at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln, says that the entire state suffers from conditions ranging from “abnormally dry” to “exceptional drought.” The heavy-population centers all suffer from “extreme drought” or “exceptional drought.”

The drought is hitting the farm industry. Fresno County, the No. 1 farming county in the nation, may lose up to a quarter of its orchards and fields this year for lack of water. The UC Davis study estimated 14,500 Central Valley farm jobs would be lost to the drought.

The state’s farmers will leave about 800,000 acres idle this year, according to estimates by the California Farm Water Coalition, which will negatively impact the state’s entire economy. As a result, consumers can expect to pay more at the grocery store for a range of staple foods.

Richards notes in a statement that between 10 and 20 percent of some crops will be lost to the drought—and that California produces the highest yield of the crops most at risk, especially avocados.

The Arizona study has gotten some pushback from local ag experts, as it highlighted an expected jump in grape prices of up to 50 cents a pound.

That price jump has yet to be seen, says Napa Valley Grapegrowers executive director Jennifer Kopp Putman. “Napa grape prices are stable this year. All contracts I’ve seen show no big increase.”

Grocers will typically try to replace California produce with other sources in a pinch, which makes it “hard to really determine the extent to which consumer pricing is affected because of a drought,” says Sandy Elles, executive director of the Napa County Farm Bureau.

Elles adds that Napa wine grapes got a “very lucky reprieve with the late seasonal rains” this year.

This story was sourced from Alternet, with additional reporting by Tom Gogola.

Dark Secrets

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The Culinary Institute of America at Greystone is not exactly a hidden gem; its striking edifice looms off the St. Helena Highway. But there is one aspect of the world-renowned culinary school for which it’s not as well known: chocolate.

In the newly dedicated Ghirardelli Chocolate Discover Center at the CIA’s St. Helena Campus last week, baking and pastry graduate Katryana Zide was shaping chocolate truffles while describing the steps in the process. First she makes ganache, which, as she explains, is “basically chocolate mixed with any liquid.” Often it’s cream in a 2–1 chocolate-to-cream ratio; the CIA uses Ghirardelli and other brands of chocolate depending on the desired flavor. Then the liquid mixture is scooped into a pastry bag and squeezed out into what look like bulky brown meringues. After those have cooled, they’re rolled by hand into balls and allowed to rest again before the final rolling.

Those are then dipped in chocolate (to maintain the confection’s desired shape) and allowed to cool. The final step involves another chocolate dip, this time to get a harder outer shell, and any additional toppings like sea salt or flower petals.

Ganache is really the heart of the truffle, and this is where the magic happens. The liquids mixed in determine flavor and, to some extent, consistency. Alcohol works especially well—not because this turns a decedent treat into sneaky way to get a buzz, but because the alcohol binds with the fat in the ganache (and it can taste pretty good too).

Zide is a fan of savory-sweets, and loves to experiment with new ideas. One that works well, she says, is sage—but it changes the flavor in an unexpected way. There are also truffles made with pine or fir, giving a holiday essence that fits surprisingly well with chocolate. Lemon verbena, on the other hand, did not work, though Zide couldn’t figure out why.

If a particular chocolate concoction sounds too weird to be good, chances are that’s the best one to try. It might end up being just a gimmick, but when I gave the blue-cheese truffle a shot at CocoaBella Chocolates in San Francisco, it wound up being the best chocolate I’ve ever had (until someone adds salty bacon dust to the top of it—then we’ll have a new champion). Chocolates infused with savory flavors like cardamom, rosemary and fennel are fairly common as well.

Back in the recently renovated tasting room, which is open to the public, truffles in the dramatically lit display case shone like brown diamonds. I chose a 71 percent dark chocolate rectangle—the silky, low-tannin Cabernet Sauvignon laid a bed of deep fruit for the chocolate to melt onto my tongue. Another chocolate, the circular, rose-infused dark chocolate topped with a mauve candied rose petal, detonated its floral intensity in the back of my sinus, like I had been instantly transported into the middle of a giant rose garden.

The tasting experience is only heightened by watching students make the elegant confections in the next room over, leading one to wonder what their next new creation might be.

Catch This Play

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In Catch Me if You Can: The Musical, a teenager takes (too literally) the advice that you can be anything you want to be if you only try—and he ends up serving five-to-10 in prison.

But first he sings and dances.

In this surprisingly serviceable adaptation of the popular Steven Spielberg film of the same name, Catch Me if You Can, based on a true story, is both lighthearted and deadly serious. Now playing at Spreckels Performing Arts Center in Rohnert Park and directed by Gene Abravaya, the snappy production features a trio of notable lead performances, and a supporting ensemble of singers and dancers—including a semi-bumbling trio of FBI agents—who nicely capture the spirit and tone of this’60s-era cat-and-mouse game.

Frank Abagnale Jr. was a clever kid who soaked up the questionalbe life lessons of his yarn-spinning dad, all while watching television shows about successful pilots, doctors and lawyers. From such sources, Frank learned how to walk and talk like a confident, experienced professional, and before he was old enough to drink, he’d successfully passed himself off as an airline pilot, an emergency room doctor and a prosecuting attorney—passing a lot of fake and forged checks along the way and stealing over $2 million before he was finally caught by the FBI.

Played by Zach Howard, whose excellent voice and flirty stage presence is perfect for the role, Frank isn’t exactly the most sympathetic of characters. After all, he lies compulsively and steals without remorse. But there’s a likable element to his brash and fearless creativity, and Howard’s appealing manner helps sell that. As the overworked FBI fraud investigator Carl Hanratty, David Yen brings a hard-boiled world-weariness to the difficult role of the guy who will catch our “hero” in the end. As good as he is in the straight-laced scenes, those moments where Yen gets to let loose, to sing and dance, are sheer delights.

But it’s Kelly Brandeburg, as the sweet-natured nurse who wins Frank’s larcenous heart, who steals the show with the love song “Fly, Fly Away,” performed with such sincerity and skill you have to believe that Frank might actually be worth loving that much.

With leads that are perfectly cast, a visually clever set design and a story that maintains a sense of humor and heart amid all the twists and turns, Spreckels’ Catch Me If You Can is worth catching—while you can.

Rating (out of 5): ★★★★

Indie Folk Fest

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Among the many star-studded fests around the Bay Area this summer, one winery in Sonoma Valley is prepping for a weekend of musical up-and-comers and relevant taste-makers at the fifth annual Huichica Music Festival at Gundlach Bundschu Winery on June 13–14.

Gundlach Bundschu sits on the site of the historic Rancho Huichica (pronounced “we-chica”), named by Mexican general Mariano Vallejo. After 150 years of producing distinctive wines, Gun Bun recently became a destination for great music, hosting unique acts in their outdoor amphitheater.

One such act was the band Fruit Bats. In 2009, bandleader Eric D. Johnson approached Gun Bun owner Jeff Bundschu about starting up an annual festival. That idea snowballed into one of the most dynamic musical events of the summer, and this year boasts a lineup of exciting, eclectic acts and vendors that includes a cornucopia of North West talent and taste.

“I wanted to create an experience that would be as fun for the musicians as it is for the fans, and where the barriers between the two weren’t so big, literally and metaphorically, ” says Johnson. “I like to think of [Huichica] as less a music festival than a party for everyone there.”

Headlining the event is David Longstreth, the frontman of Brooklyn experimental indie-rock outfit Dirty Projectors. The singer, guitarist and driving force behind the Projectors’ idiosyncratic and deeply personal music recently branched out from the critically acclaimed band, playing shows alongside string quartets and reworking arrangements of Hungarian composer Béla Bartók.

The most intriguing name at the festival might be the lo-fi, enigmatic Mount Eerie, formed a decade ago in Washington state by songwriter and sound sculpture Phil Elverum. The music of Mount Eerie ranges from acoustic musings to industrial metal to droning vintage organs and synths.

Also on the bill is a plethora of San Francisco–based acts like folk rockers Vetiver, singer-songwriter Kelley Stoltz and bedroom-pop band Light Fantastic, in addition to appearances by classic folksinger Michael Hurley, the Cairo Gang, Houndstooth and several others. Festival founder Johnson will serve up up DJ sets and music from his latest solo project, EDJ.

In addition to the tasty music, Huichica will feature food and libations from Bunk Sandwiches and Deshutes Brewery from Portland, Salumeria deli and Craftsman and Wolves patisserie from San Francisco, and Napa’s Rancho Gordo.

To Gary from Wendell

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Before Michael Pollan became the conscience of American diners, there was Wendell Berry. In fact, there still is Wendell Berry.

Berry began writing about the importance and beauty of a style of farming that worked in harmony with the natural world long before farm-to-table and sustainable agriculture became buzzwords. The elder statesman of the good food movement is still telling it like it is with signature grace and lyricism from his Kentucky home.

Long ago he formed an epistolary friendship with Pulitzer Prize–winning poet, environmentalist and Buddhist Gary Snyder. From 1973 to 2013, they wrote more than 240 letters to each other. Those letters on spirituality and philosophy form the basis of a new book by the two men of letters, Distant Neighbors: The Selected Letters of Wendell Berry and Gary Snyder.

Berry and Snyder will be appearing June 27 at 7pm at the Santa Rosa High School auditorium to read from their book and discuss food, the environment and spirituality. It’s a rare chance to hear from two men who have had such a deep impact on American intellectual life. Tickets go on sale May 21.

Santa Rosa High School, 235 Mendocino Ave., Santa Rosa, For more info, call Copperfield’s Books at 707.762.0563.

Cruise Control

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As a lifelong cyclist, I live by one rule when it comes to automobiles: assume every car is driven by a careless idiot, and get out of the way whenever possible.

It seems to me that the main point of getting on your bike isn’t to wave the embattled flag of “bike culture” but, simply, to have an enjoyable, stress-relieving ride.

So why are there so many road-ragers out there on bikes?

The Point Reyes Light recently ran a letter from an older man who reported some really obnoxious treatment at the hands of a group of well-heeled young bicyclists on fancy machines, riding many abreast over the bridge leading out of town.

The lads were “victimized” by a car horn, and, like a squad of oafish reactionaries straight off the Cliven Bundy ranch, they descended on the man with a threatened beat-down.

And in April, the 40-year-old founder of Iron Data software, Jeffrey Smock, had a bike-rage blowout with a 55-year-old in a pickup at a busy Mill Valley intersection. Smock allegedly beat the man bloody, and he’s looking at a felony assault charge. Really, dude?

I give bikes their three feet of clearance, no problem—I’ve been buzzed, boxed-in and hit by enough cars to know how nerve-wracking it is when motorists speed by, inches from your handlebars. But “Share the Road” means share the road. It doesn’t mean “I’m going to play chicken-entitlement games with the nearest fool who swerves onto the shoulder.”

When a driver gives that three feet on a twisty portion of, say, Sir Francis Drake on a Saturday morning—that driver is risking a head-on collision so he doesn’t hit you. When there are four of you riding abreast, and you refuse to line up single-file—that’s just transferring the nerve-wrack to drivers, and why would you want to do that?

So stop treating every bike ride as a Critical Mass throwdown. This isn’t the Second Battle of Ypres. It’s a nice day, and everyone should enjoy the ride.

In exchange, I’ll turn my attention to that tailgating menace in the Audi—instead of worrying about you.

Tom Gogola is news editor for this paper.

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Cali Wine Power Down

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California is just now becoming a mature wine culture, according to author Jon Bonné, who was in Healdsburg recently to lead a panel discussion with local winemakers who appear in his book, The New California Wine. “What’s happening now,” Bonné asserts, “is as important as what happened 40 years ago”—at the Paris tasting of 1976.

Bonné arrived in California in the midst of “the dark days,” he says, when the forces of what he calls “big flavor” dominated the scene. Producers had to make big, highly extracted wines or be punished by influential critics whom Bonné obliquely refers to as “one or two people who seemed to count to 100 very well.”

As wine editor for the San Francisco Chronicle, however, he could not sit back and snipe at “Cali fruit bombs,” as the sneer goes. He went into the vineyards and discovered winemakers Ted and Heidi Lemon of Sebastopol’s Littorai, grower David Hirsch from the West Sonoma Coast region’s Hirsch Vineyards, and foot-stomping duo Duncan Arnot and Nathan Roberts.

Onstage at Healdsburg’s SHED, Nathan Roberts says that their Clary Ranch Syrah, which has more of a green olive than a blackberry savor and hardly tops 12 percent alcohol, “can be a little bit polarizing—people get it or don’t, and that’s fine.”

Is there a risk that promoting the virtues of the “new California” might be seen as a setup for putting down those who may not “get” the wines? Bonné says that it’s surely a fool’s errand to try to tell people what they should like. “I knew going into writing this book that I’d be targeting wines that a lot of people are fans of,” he says later in a phone interview. Besides, he’s not against exuberant wines, per se—the problem is that cult wines that lead the trends for others are rewarded only for their sheer horsepower. “If I’m paying $150 for a bottle of wine,” he says, “I want it to taste like it’s from somewhere.”

Bonné says he’s pleased with the book’s reception so far. “People are talking about California in a different and much more positive way,” the author says. “And that’s all that I could have hoped for.”

Illustrated by Santa Rosa documentary photographer Erik Castro, the textbook-like tome covers wide-ranging topics including dry farming. Also a practical guide to exploring the wineries Bonné discusses, the book is peppered with “three bottle tours.” Here’s one of our own:

Arnot-Roberts 2010 Sonoma Valley Old Vine White Blend ($35) Heady tropical fruit, spice and apples, but zippy, limey, dry.

Hirsch 2012 Sonoma Coast Chardonnay ($55) Instead of buttered oak, here’s dried pineapple and vintage brut-ish linens. Intriguing—just don’t say Burgundian (Hirschian?).

Anthill Farms 2010 Tina Marie Vineyard Sonoma Coast Pinot Noir ($44) Bright, deep rosé, infused with tea, both hibiscus and black; a no-cherries zone, not without charm.

Blues Come Alive at Healdsburg Jazz Festival

'The blues is still alive and well," says Charlie Musselwhite. The beloved harmonica player and singer ought to know. He has lived the blues for more than 50 years, and now the Sonoma County resident and recent Blues Hall of Fame inductee appears as the guest of honor at the 16th annual Healdsburg Jazz Festival starting May 31. Musselwhite reflected recently...

Double Take

Keep repeating the phrase "Characters in existentialist fiction are not supposed to be realistic," but perhaps you'll still lose rapport with the attenuated Double, Richard Ayoade's often-inspired paraphrase of the Dostoyevsky novelette in which a man encounters the more perfect version of himself. But Ayoade can't wrap it up as succinctly; maybe the tale has been ripped off so...

Debriefer: May 21, 2014

RAVITCH, RUN Are activists involved in the Andy Lopez shooting utilizing a ramp-the-hysteria, rumor-as-news tactic more associated with irresponsible right-wing news outlets? Late last week, Debriefer noticed an uptick in rumors being floated about when Sonoma County District Attorney Jill Ravitch would decide on whether to charge sheriff's deputy Erick Gelhaus, who shot Lopez while he brandished a toy weapon. The gist...

Dry Food

For the first time in 15 years, all of the Golden State suffers from a water shortage, and while that's very bad for the region, it may also send food prices skyrocketing throughout the country. An April study from Arizona State University said the price of lettuce could jump by as much as 34 percent; the price of a single...

Dark Secrets

The Culinary Institute of America at Greystone is not exactly a hidden gem; its striking edifice looms off the St. Helena Highway. But there is one aspect of the world-renowned culinary school for which it's not as well known: chocolate. In the newly dedicated Ghirardelli Chocolate Discover Center at the CIA's St. Helena Campus last week, baking and pastry graduate...

Catch This Play

In Catch Me if You Can: The Musical, a teenager takes (too literally) the advice that you can be anything you want to be if you only try—and he ends up serving five-to-10 in prison. But first he sings and dances. In this surprisingly serviceable adaptation of the popular Steven Spielberg film of the same name, Catch Me if You Can,...

Indie Folk Fest

Among the many star-studded fests around the Bay Area this summer, one winery in Sonoma Valley is prepping for a weekend of musical up-and-comers and relevant taste-makers at the fifth annual Huichica Music Festival at Gundlach Bundschu Winery on June 13–14. Gundlach Bundschu sits on the site of the historic Rancho Huichica (pronounced "we-chica"), named by Mexican general Mariano Vallejo....

To Gary from Wendell

Before Michael Pollan became the conscience of American diners, there was Wendell Berry. In fact, there still is Wendell Berry. Berry began writing about the importance and beauty of a style of farming that worked in harmony with the natural world long before farm-to-table and sustainable agriculture became buzzwords. The elder statesman of the good food movement is still telling...

Cruise Control

As a lifelong cyclist, I live by one rule when it comes to automobiles: assume every car is driven by a careless idiot, and get out of the way whenever possible. It seems to me that the main point of getting on your bike isn't to wave the embattled flag of "bike culture" but, simply, to have an enjoyable, stress-relieving...

Cali Wine Power Down

California is just now becoming a mature wine culture, according to author Jon Bonné, who was in Healdsburg recently to lead a panel discussion with local winemakers who appear in his book, The New California Wine. "What's happening now," Bonné asserts, "is as important as what happened 40 years ago"—at the Paris tasting of 1976. Bonné arrived in California in...
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