The Hippies Were Right All Along
Mark Morford wrote a brilliant, timely column in the SF Chronicle on May Day, 2007. It was a retrospective look at some of what we were all talking about (and practicing) in the ’60s. The world has finally caught up.
“…It was always and forever, about connectedness. It was about how we are all in this together. It was about resisting the status quo and fighting tyrannical/corporate power and it was about opening your consciousness and seeing new possibilities of how we can all live with something resembling actual respect for the planet, for alternative cultures, for each other…”
Sambada at Ashkenaz
My son Will plays in Sambadá, a Brazilian samba band from Santa Cruz. I took my friend Sherm in his wheelchair to see them play in Berkeley last week at the good-vibes nightclub Ashkenaz. The band was hot. So were the dancers and Sherm spent the whole night watching them.
Diamond Ortiz at the Fourth Street Tavern, San Rafael, Calif.
This is a great little unknown trio playing blues, rock, and funk at what has become my favorite music venue. They have a different band every night, most of them local. The young gunslinger guitar player took it out onto the dance floor:
Running and Skating
I’m back to base-level running for the first time in over a year. I had a thrill of a skateboarding run a few days ago. I took off an a downhill run on the road out to the Pt. Arena lighthouse on my (39″) longboard and started accelerating faster than I’d expected. No cars, so that part’s OK. But pretty soon I was up to a speed where I wouldn’t be able stay on my feet if I bailed, so I made long, slow carves and tried to stay alert. It was controlled out-of-control, and then I came around a corner and the hill flattened out. Whew! A rush.
Louie’s Japanese Saw
This was hanging on a post in my friend Louie’s shop. Louie, like builder Bruno Atkey, uses this saw exclusively. It seems better in all respects than American saws.