Sunday, October 21, 2007

Big Waves, Santa Cruz, October 2007




I often look at the coastline and think of the history that it has seen. Each groove is a sign of the tides path, where wind whipped by and told their tales. And then there is a day like yesterday that shows how clearly each crevice was carved. It was a paradise of splashing and crashing that threatened to damped my toes with spray. It was perfect and needed to reign in a soul that is feeling floaty. I love my town.

Matt the Electrician, The Crepe Place Santa Cruz, CA, October 16, 2007

I took myself out on a date last night. A completely ridiculous splurging evening of music, dinner and drinks to break the blahs was definitely past due. Matt the Electrician (and yes, he is really a licensed Electrician) was in town last night, scheduled to play on the new patio stage at the Crepe Place. He has been one of my most favorite Austin musicians since I finally caved and saw him at The Attic last March, (the unfortunate camera fall), and I've anticipated seeing him again since the double shot in May. When I went to buy my ticket during lunch yesterday, I met one of the new owners and got my first look at the refinished bar, then cheered his music selection for the next month, sharing my high approval of the chalk on the board. (Matt twice and then Michael Fracasso?) Not only was I blown away at the immediate warm interaction, which in my opinion tends to be lacking in most hospitality people in SC, but he remembered my name and checked in with me all night, thanking me for coming about five times on my way out. He left an incredible impression on me, and added to the value of the whole experience. (And since I spent all day bragging about how great last night was, I am sure was part of the plan.)

Unfortunately, as Santa Cruz is known to do, we got dark and cloudy and wet and not outside friendly, so the show was reconvened inside. We all crammed into the front room around a few tables and watched the water splash off the neon lit window behind the musicians, who performed like professionals without monitors and mics scooted up to their guitars. It was quaint and cozy and the warmth of the room shined through the cold outside. I hadn't been there for dinner in years, and the food was excellent, far overreaching my expectations or memories. I packed my stomach with serious yumminess mixed with vodka cocktails. They get the "Sin" stamp of approval on their vodka selection. Thumbs up. Hangar One is an instant point grabber for any bar, but a rarity for a small venue and usually in place of the rest of the so-called "Top Shelf" crew of bottles which I generally find far inferior - Grey Goose, Belvedere, and Ketel One. This place had it as part of a flowing diversity in their bar, which was only one element of the incredible lively vibe they seemed to nail just right. As the night went on and people packed in for the bar, not the show, it started occurring to me that the walls around me were equally as pleasing as the hometown favorite Red, and with a live music draw, may just win my business as a new favorite.

IMG_7407 Matt & Dennis @ The Crepe Place, Santa Cruz

A great duo opened the show, Matt & Dennis from the North Bay, with a definite folky bluegrass tone. They were friendly and funny, which I am noticing tends to follow in the singer-songwriter genre and, after a quick 45 minutes, they set sat down to enjoy Matt and the band. I even made a friend, the photographer friend of the openers. Being a single at a table for 3 in a packed dining room with the best eye line for photographs, you kinda give a bit, and in the end found someone with more weird similarities to myself than is easy to list in this summary. He introduced himself to me and the guys and we chatted a bit during breaks about the Saxon Pub, Missouri and what a small world it is that we know a ton of the same people. In the ever shrinking land of this type of music, it's hard to go far and not find someone who knows "Bob" or "Billy" but Jerry Hannon and Megan Slankard, not so much. He had a nice camera and I had, well, mine, and so I just drooled as he shot away. Why must I be so damn shy and tentative? I almost didn't, but at the end of the evening, I gave him my business card and begged for flickr fun through a nervous smile! He was more than willing to share and we actually talked about going on a photo adventure in SF. He wrote today to ask me when I was free! Mmmm city pictures.

After a quick break, Matt, Seela, Jon and Scrappy took the stage, and played an incredible 2 sets. Matt just makes me laugh, and you can't beat his band. He played a ton of songs I love, but didn't play Water, so since I have had it stuck in my head for 5 months and it was pouring, I broke down and bought that CD and another. He did play "My Dog", their cover of "Mother" and Scrappy and Seela eached played. (Unfortunately, my video of Seela is about all you see of her in any of my shots since she was hiding behind Matt the whole show.) It was just neat, and hey, they are back next month opening for another gal so I get to do it all again! Good times!

IMG_7494 Matt the Electrician & Band, Crepe Place, Santa Cruz

IMG_7465 Matt the Electrician & Band, Crepe Place, Santa Cruz

Saturday, October 13, 2007

It was just a great day.


I love that hour when the light makes everything look perfect.

Bella's Nap Time



Thursday, October 11, 2007

Birds in Paradise

Seen through the window at Olitas on the Santa Cruz Wharf at Sunset.




Santa Cruz Shadows



Burning Man 2007 Decompression

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Decompression met my expectations. I dressed up, trekked up to the city in the afternoon and rubbed elbows with burners and wannabes alike. It's not been historically an event I care for much, but this year being heartfelt in my desire to get more involved, this wasn't a chance I could pass up to submerge. It's a small area where all the people that didn't make it to Burning Man pack in to see a small amount of art and dance in front of one of a few small stages with competing music packed in with other fur covered freaks. It is a bit heavy on the things I don't like, a tad boring for me, and filled with a bunch of people who could care less about Burning Man. I went to volunteer, and ended up planting seeds and introducing myself to a couple people. At a minimum, there is an event marked on my calendar, pictures in my flickr account and an afternoon in the city instead of sitting on my couch. I likely would have enjoyed it more in different shoes and without a 2 hour drive and work the next day, but it only cost me a few hours and a few bucks in gas, and I was home by 10pm.

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This was just neat. I mean, I know the real world has DPW too, but to see it on a cover at Decompression was neat. A huge chunk of DPW was there to party after just completing the clean up. We were green!

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The Monkeys were there. This is the best video of it in action at BRC. I mean really, Peter Hudson is a god when it comes to Zoetropes. It was neat to see it at Decompression too. You have to beat the drums in a certain rhythm to get it going. It broke a ton of times out on the playa. But we visited it early in the week when it had the best music going and was in full action. If you were in outer playa at all at night, you could hear "Are the monkeys this way" from every direction. Certainly one of the big points of the year, I can't wait to see what he does next year.

See the rest of my Decompression pictures here.

SF Decompression 2007