It’s not every day you get to interview a punk rock legend. Thus, when I found out I would get to speak with Jello Biafra-former frontman for the Dead Kennedys-my wires were a bit crossed. The arrangement was made to preview this Sunday’s politically bent spoken word appearance at UCSB and I should’ve been focused on questions about the California political climate…
Artists at Continent’s End: The Monterey Peninsula Art Colony, 1875-1907, now at SBMA, provides two distinct and equally delightful experiences. The first is purely visual-the opportunity to wallow in images of ocean, rock, sunshine, and craggy trees; and to become a connoisseur of blue, green, and brown, including all the various combinations and complements thereof.
“Why is thinking something women never do? And why is logic never even tried? Straightening up their hair is all they ever do. Why don’t they straighten up the mess that’s inside?” These much beloved lyrics are from Alan Jay Lerner’s My Fair Lady, which poses the immortal question: “Why can’t a woman be more like a man?” Two weeks ago I penned a column on the male mind, wondering if it ever really changes from its halcyon days of adolescence.
I was driving home from the post office the other day and there it was-one of the big, mature poinsettia shrubs that grace some of the older neighborhoods. I’ve been driving by it all year, of course, but now it has put out its red bracts to celebrate winter in immodest style.
Afew weeks back, haggard with a particularly brutal wave of Oktoberfest aftershocks, I awoke to the sound of Kenny Rogers. Everybody’s favorite gambler was crooning out of my record player, his smoky voice a perfect complement to yet another brilliantly sun-soaked, hungover Santa Barbara morning.
Clearly confused about what sort of wall that everyone on the planet is calling for, the N-P‘s top brass decide to erect a fence further separating the newspaper from its increasingly alienated audience. We wanted a wall between the newsroom and the editorials/advertisers, silly rabbits, not between the paper and the public!
Does a tougher world demand a tougher Bond? Well, we’ve got one in Daniel Craig, the latest actor to don the costumes and the persona of Ian Fleming’s protagonist and a grittier model with less fun and games than most of his predecessors.
Santa Barbara wouldn’t know it from the sunshine and 80 degree weather we’ve been enjoying lately, but the season known elsewhere as “winter” is already descending upon the rest of the northern hemisphere. Good thing we’ve got Warren Miller to remind us…
Bobby re-imagines one of the most explosively tragic nights in American history. By following the stories of 22 fictional characters in the Ambassador Hotel on the fateful eve that presidential hopeful Senator Robert F. Kennedy was shot, writer/director Emilio Estevez
Many of us balk at the task of starting our own business. Sure, we all dream about what kind of company we’d open, but the fundamentals of getting started are daunting. Even once established, the business owner’s work is never done-what business out there is wholly without competition?
