Wednesday, December 1, 2010

On The Verge of Something Truly - Locally! - Amazing.

The Verge Gallery and Studio Space
625 S St., Sacramento, CA 95814
916-448-2985
www.vergegallery.com

I know we like to imagine that we live in a town where other people will foot the bill for our cultured and stylish good times. But the harsh reality is that Sacramento is not drowning in a plethora of "cool" or independently wealthy retail arts and entertainment outlets. Compared to San Francisco, Portland, New York, or Chicago, it's pretty meager - yet wonderful - indie joints we have here in The City of Dutch Elm Disease. We don't have much, but what we do have we're grateful for. Ya know?

While it's perfectly natural and ordinary for small businesses to open and eventually close in cities and towns all across the the United States, in Sacramento, when a specialty business like, say, Cinemania - a video rental shop that specialized in underground and B-movies - closes up shop, it's rarely replaced with something that's equal-to or better-than. To keep such enterprises afloat and thriving, it's taken Sacramenta's who appreciate the finer, more underground quality aspects of life a while to realize that if we what cool things like record shops, clothing boutiques, coffee houses, restaurants, bike shops, tattoo parlors, etc. to survive in this town, we, as a community, need to actually support these places by patronizing them on a regular basis.

Such is the case with The Verge, an ambitious arts outlet that brings arts and entertainment culture from around the globe to Sacramento. Besides such past artwork offerings from the likes of Patricia Gillespie, Stephen Kaltenbach, Daniel Johnston (yes, that Daniel Johnston), The Verge hosts exhibition space for dance troops and the occasional touring band, as well as providing studio spaces for local artists.

Recently, The Verge has moved into it's newer, bigger  and better digs, which promises to provide even more arts, culture and elbow room than their previous space. Of course, being a business that specializes in the arts, the cash-flow for this endeavor is almost non-existent. And this is where you come in...

The Verge has a KickStarter page which allows those of you who value visual art as intrinsic and valuable to the fabric of our community to donate whatever dollar amount you place on this local and vital arts complex. As of this writing, The Verge has raised $4,265 towards their $6,000 goal (a seriously meager amount considering The Verge provides the same thought-provoking and engaging visual arts that in much larger cities such as San Francisco, Los Angeles, Chicago and New York would require much, much more). And if you doubt the serious contribution that the arts provide to a city, Try imaging a Sacramento that consisted ONLY of buildings in the bland and imagination-free beige color scheme some of our sleeper denizens prefer. (((Shudder!)))

Again, that link to contribute funding to The Verge can be found right here.

Don't allow The Verge to fall by the wayside. The last thing anyone want is to have yet another cool outlet for creativity go belly-up (funny how the same people who bemoan athe lack of "anything to do" in Sacramento are also the same people who take such enterprises for granted when they are around by not supporting such endeavors in the first place). Don't be that person! Support The Verge! Donate money to their KickStarter page! Feel good about yourself for doing so!

And, oh yeah: enjoy the art!

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Yet Another Blog Entry Using "Pip-Pip. Tally Ho!" In Reference To A Tweed Ride.

That's right dashing dames and daring chaps, it's time once again for Sacramento's newest tradition: The Tweed Ride!

Taking place this Sunday, the 21st, Gentleman Rick Houston and his lovely wife Erin will be leading their olde timey, smartly-dressed bikey gang around town, taking in the sights and sounds of ye ol' Sacramenti. There will be drink, merriment and vintage bike ogling a-plenty at this year-end event, which will continue as planned, despite the rainy weather.

Do you enjoy dressing in turn-of-the-century tweed outfits? Riding in packs with like-minded, well-groomed cyclists? Potentially winning prizes galore? Or being asked by motorists, "Why are you all dressed up real classy for?" Than you sir or madam are the perfect candidate for this Sunday's Tweed Ride!

And now that you are properly enticed, I'll direct you over to The Sacramento Tweed Blog for further information.

Hope to see you there. Pip-pip! Tally ho!

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Failure, thy name is the K Street Mall. But it doesn't need to be.

The K Street Mall is a sad, sad place. 

Located in the heart of Sacramento's downtown arena, the four block pocket has become a blighted area traversed mostly by ne'er-do-wells, panhandlers, hustlers, career loiterers, and teenage moms. Recently, however, there has been some hootin' and hollerin' to get the depressing pedestrian mall back on its feet... yet again. This would make (what?) the umpteenth attempt by the City's planners to do so? (I've honestly lost track.)

Recently, it was announced that D&S Development (the team responsible for restoring and re-invigorating the R Street Corridor) won the bid to revamp the 7th to 8th Street portion of the strip. It's been hinted about that in addition to a live music venue and several independent shopping outlets, the city may even restore through traffic for automobiles. Yes, 40 years after turning this portion of their burgeoning mini-metropolis into a pedestrian mall, the City Planners have possibly seen the error of their ways in restricting street use to those people who get around via car, motorcycle or bicycle.

Like many cities across the country, Sacramento in the turn of the century was awash in structures with character and charm all their own. But the late 1960's and early 1970's were not kind to Sacramento, especially from an architectural point of view. During this time period, many of those historic and splendid buildings were simply razed to make way for what The City thought were newer, better and more aesthetically pleasing buildings (today, we call these Brady Bunch-era replacements "eye-sores"). Who knows what this town would look and feel like today had those great old monuments of vision and grace been allowed to stay? I posit that the ever-elusive "world class city" yolk Sacramento keeps trying to wrap around its neck would be much easier to apply if structures like The Sacramento Hotel, The Alhambra Theater, The Buffalo Brewery, or practically any of the old original buildings (many of them theaters) on K Street were still standing.

Somewhere along the (time)line, some short-sighted jackass (or a committee of short-sighted jackasses) got the bright idea to cut off one of Sacramento's main downtown thoroughfares by turning K Street into a pedestrian mall... with what seems now to be a series of elaborate tank traps. With large swaths of inhabitants leaving cities all over the country for the more tranquil and numbing honeycombs of the suburbs, urban pedestrian malls seemed like just the trick to lure back that much  needed revenue to Downtown (because convenient and ample parking at the malls in the suburbs apparently wasn't challenging enough for most consumers, I guess). Sacramento was not immune to this trend. It was a desperate idea at the time...

Over the next 40-some odd years, K Street hobbled along with mixed results. The 1990's saw the once open-air portion of the mall between Old Sacramento and 7th Streets converted into a ridiculously expensive "Downtown Plaza," flush with a Gap, a state-of-the-art (for the time) movie theater and some really horrid public art pieces. The K Street portion saw the rehabilitation of the last remaining movie theater (the splendid Crest Theater) as well as the opening of a brand new IMAX movie theater. Light Rail tracks were installed, ensuring easy accessibility for consumers from the suburbs. What could possibly go wrong?

Walk down the K Street Mall today, and the place is a virtual ghost town, complete with shady specters and 9-to-5 zombies. There are more empty retail outlets than open ones, and dust and cobwebs offer a year-round supply of built-in Halloween charm. The term "dead zone" should not be applied to any city's urban center (no offense, Detroit), but how else can you describe the rotted-out core that is the K Street Mall? Even the once teeming Downtown Plaza is a sad sight to behold; having been slapped around by the Great Recession, many prominent businesses have left Dodge, with a tiny pock-marked smattering of janky retailers taking their places.

To quote Iggy Pop: "The proof is in the pudding," and K Street's 40-year experiment with pedestrian mall-ness is the empty bowl the pudding left behind several years ago. So where do we go from here?

With the D&S deal in place, it seems that The City is ready to blow fresh air back into K Street's lungs. But we've heard this "we're serious this time - K Street is coming back!" spiel before. What lessons has The City learned from their past mistakes, and will they finally decide to ditch their counter-intuitive micro-managerial stance and let the strip evolve organically, answering to the calls of local, in-town consumers rather than trying to lure-in cash from Roseville, Elk Grove and Carmichael's denizens? Instead of appealing to the bland and imagination-adverse natures of the classy-yet-culture-less McMansion dwelling set, will The City Planners finally turn their attention to the very people who have to live in the same general area of this urban retail albatross?

Let's hope.

A while back, before the D&S deal went through, I had jotted down some ideas to bring K Street and the Downtown Plaza not back to life, but rather into a new life. The idea is simple. Go to most major cities that Sacramento seemingly wants to imitate, and what can you usually count on being there? Tall buildings? Boldness and vitality? Pretty and/or ambitious people? Sure, sure. But, in the area of commerce, most cities have depositories of youth activity that caters to what they want, yet don't necessarily need: shoes, clothing, tattoos, bars, etc. - all concentrated in one distinct district.

Berkeley has Telegraph Avenue. San Francisco has Haight/Ashbury. Brooklyn has Williamsburg. Portland has the Hawthorne (and better public transit - zing!)  In short, each of these cities have a shopping district/neighborhood that caters to the one demographic that, even in rough and tumble economic times (like, say,  right now) still spends their hard-earned, yet disposable income: consumers ages 14 to 34 years of age. Why couldn't K Street be Sacramento's faux-bohemian shopping destination?

First, you'd have to reroute the Light Rail off K Street. Just tear out those tracks and (yes) restore the street for car and bicycle traffic  (sidewalks, gutters, parking spaces, bike racks - the whole enchilada). Then court anchor businesses such as H&M, Buffalo Exchange, American Apparel, while offering lowered introductory rents for the first year to them AND smaller, local independent business like Eco-Thrift, Old Soul Coffee and a bicycle retailer or two, as well. Cap-off these buildings with affordable apartments and lofts (this town is having a love affair with lofts lately) so people can actually live there and keep an eye on their neighborhood (which would now need a spiffy new name, by the way).

As for The Downtown Plaza? Turn the upper section into satellite extensions for UC Davis, UCSF, UC Berkeley, and/or Sac State. The lower section will be reserved for mixed-use retailers pertinent to these schools (i.e. bookstores) and non-pertinent shopping alike. The needs of the residents and students should--and ultimately will--dictate which retailers provide exactly what they need and want. Crazy idea, I know, but it seems to work in other cities. Why not ours?

(Also, I'd just like to add that this town would be greatly improved when it removes all the red tape it uses to bind-up both busking and food carts. I don't know why this town is so afraid of street musicians or gourmet food servers on wheels, but this aversion is ridiculous and, quite frankly,  laughable (not to mention woefully behind the curve on both trends, as usual). I don't know when the powers that be in Sacramento will clue into this, but people feel most connected with their city when they feel that they can contribute something creative to it.)

The idea is to make K Street into a living, breathing destination that people want to either go to or be at. Essentially, the exact opposite of what it is right now.

Monday, October 11, 2010

And now: Sacramento's most unpretentious bike shop.

Whitworth Cycles
2311 S Street
Sacramento, CA 95816
(916) 206-4682
Open Tues-Fri 10am-6pm, Sat 10am-4pm

In the interests of full disclosure, Whitworth Cycles is my friend Whit Brooks' bicycle shop. In the disinterest of presenting any  kind of unbiased journalistic integrity - this is an opinion-based blog, and not The New York Times after all - I can pretty much lavish any amount of one-sided and positive praise toward said friends' shop all I want (nee-ner, nee-ner, nee-ner!) That being said, even if this bike shop weren't the product of mi amigo's blood, sweat, and tig-welded tears, I'd still wholeheartedly recommend Whitworth Cycles to you for all your cycling needs. There. Honest enough for ya?

Doing its part to keep Midtown janky, Whitwrorh Cycles provides Sacramento's cycling community with a no-frills, bare-bones bicycle shopping experience. Situated within a small Midtown industrial complex that also houses an arts studio, a bodice maker and a mechanic's garage, Whitworth Cycles is a what-you-see-is-what-you-get kind of operation; big on friendly and knowledgeable service, without any of the hyper bike-jock bullshit snobbery that plagues most bike shops around town. No Bike Mikes here!

Walk in through the front gate, past the corrugated steal doors and just take it all in. Complete bikes - new and used - line one wall, parts and accessories the wall opposite. On any given day, used and vintage bike parts are strewn about  the shop, here and there. There's no air of pretension here; pick up a part and ask the man how much it costs. He'll give you a good deal on almost anything for sale in the shop. Or just take a seat, crack-open a beer, listen to the jammin' tunes, and soak in the already well-worn  ambiance (Whit moved his shop into this space from a few doors down a couple of months ago).
 
Behind the counter is the work space where Whit and his assistant Jayna repair and/or construct bikes. Being a BBI certified bicycle fabricator, Whit's tool box arsenal also includes blowtorches and steel tubing, which he uses to expertly craft his namesake frames in Whitworth's distinct blood orange and yellow-striped signature colorway. Say you need to augment your bike by replacing your rear drop-outs with track ends as I did for my steed. No sweat, Clyde. Bring your bike in and tell Whit what you need. Beer's on me if you ride away disappointed. Oh, and by the way: you definitely won't. Huzzah!

So there it is in nutshell. If you're looking for a friendly, comfy bike shop with a great staff and plenty of odds-n-ends bicycle parts to sift through, Whitworth Cycles is the place you wanna be. Stop by, gawk at the steeds, get sized properly for a perfect bike fit or shoot the shit with any number of pedalheads that wander in (they're a friendly bunch, believe me). Shopping at Whitworth Cycles is the very essence of feeling good about buying local and doing business with an cool independent shop owner. 

Who knows? You might just make a new friend who happens to own his own bike shop in the process. Double-plus huzzah!

Sunday, September 19, 2010

In this day and age, a new record store?!?

PHONO SELECT RECORDS
2312 K Street
Sacramento, CA, 95816
(916) 400-3164
Open Tues-Thurs 11am-8pm, Fri-Sat 11am-9pm and Sun 12pm-5pm 

Unlike most major American cities, lil' ol' Sacramento isn't entirely accustomed to independent businesses that cater to a mindset outside of the Blockbuster-GAP-McDonald's-Starbucks-lockstep sticking around for very long. It seems like those small bastions of consumer cool that burgs like San Francisco, Portland or New York take for granted have a very limited shelf life here. Take record shops for instance.

Even before the obsolescence of the brick & mortar record retailing was coffin-nailed by the Internet, those repositories of local shimmy discs in Sac were few and far between. Sure, Tower Records had its roots in the River City before it's timely demise, Dimple is still THE record shop to purchase crusty Eminem CDs and fart spray under one roof, and local over-priced indie The Beat has been around for decades now. But smaller shops have ridden less-than-stellar waves here. Record Haven, Manic Music and the much lamented-ly lost Tone Vendor have all come and gone, leaving a gaping hole in Sacramento's independent record shop scene (thankfully, Records, with its R. Crumb designed logo has done it's miraculous part to cover half this void).

Recently, however, Phono Select opened its doors this weekend to offer a stylishly brilliant ray of light on Sac's fairly dismal record purchasing landscape. As far as record purveyors go, Phono Select is a much needed breath of fresh air in a town that needed it so, so desperately. Located in the burgeoning and impromptu indie-rock block centering around an area of Midtown that can at best be described as Sacramento's Haight/Telegraph/Hawthorn faux bohemian business district, this borough bordering 21st to 28th and J and K streets seems like the perfect nest for what is sure to be this town's premier underground record peddler.

Phono Select  is a record collector's record store, plain and simple. Walk in and the first thing to strike you is the over-all aesthetic of the space, which is spartan and simple: it looks and feels like one of those off-the-main-strip shops you'd find in Berkeley, Chicago or Los Angeles. It's obvious some thought beyond Sacramento's typical "good-enough" attitude towards design went into this shop, what with the painted cinder block west wall opposite the Mod blue east wall, warm-wooded slat counter space and muted floors - all illuminated by a huge picture window.


Beyond the sight of the place is the nitty-gritty of a well-stocked shop. The store owners have utilized their distribution contacts from their time served as Tower Records buyers and managers to stock their shelves with some fairly obscure and reissued titles. A long row of vinyl graces the east wall, while an equally long row of CD's occupy the west wall. In between is a table display for rock t-shirts and turntables for sale. Near the entrance is a wall of tchotchkes containing books, pins, vinyl toys and other assorted goodies. Given to the forward-thinking imagination of this store, the listening stations consist of two turntables, a computer and a tape player (yep, Phono Select even stocks cassette tapes!)

On my visit to Phono Select's grand opening this past Saturday, I walked away with Bomp! Records recent reissue of The Telescopes # Untitled Second (previously known as "the self-titled shoegaze album," originally released on Creation Records) and a used copy of The Champs Spotlight On..., as well as the book The Art Of Band T-shirts, some cool record label logo magnets and various 1" pins. The pricing on all of this stuff was amazingly reasonable (for instance, LPs are typically priced at $15-$20 new, $5-$10 used). For their inaugural opening, the owners were even handing out free t-shirts and two limited edition mix CDs, both curated by each of the owners. Then of course their was Baxter, the super mellow shop dog, just taking it all in.

This town has needed a store like Phono Select for quite some time. It's a welcome change from the same-ol', same-ol'. A lot of hay gets made about the death knell of record shops, but in my opinion this is complete rubbish. Sure, the Internet has taken its bites out of the recording industry and shuttered it's fair share of record shops, but a shop like Phono Select is a great record store that caters to its customers' tastes and gives them a place that feels like the kind of store they wish they could open. And it's here in Sacramento?!? Why that's a cause for celebration right there!

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Greetings!

Welcome to the premier posting of Hi-Lo [Sacramento], a blog which will showcase the highs, lows and everything in between concerning California's state capital,  Sacramento.

Sacramento is a, well, fairly "eccentric" berg. While the City Planners would seemingly love nothing to micromanage Sacramento into a "World Class City," Sacto's natural jankiness still seems to leak through their heavily lacquered-on "classy" veneer. For every prefab and mundane ultra lounge, full of douche-y The Hills poseurs, there's a scuzzy dive bar around the corner where, no doubt, the natives are being entertained by the spastic dance moves of Downtown James Brown (one of Sac's many, many eclectic characters).
Sacramento, goes by many names: Sacto, The City of Trees, Stucco City, Sactown, Baltimore West, The River City, Sacratomato, NutSac, Slackramento, Suckramento, etc. In keeping with Portland and Austin's motto of keeping their cities "weird," Sacramento has the unofficial motto of, "Keep Midown Janky," which was first coined by local Melanie Dinos ("junky" + "skanky" = "janky"). Try as we might, Sacramento will never shake its low-brow vibe, which most of the locals have learned to embrace, accepting Sacramento's endearingly odd personality and quirks.

Some of the facets that have put Sacramento on the map include being the the birthplace of the now-defunct Tower Records chain, being the hometown of the hair-rock band Telsa and being one of the targets of Ted "The Unibomber" Kaczynski's mail bombs. Sacramento also lays claim to famed indie bands (past and present) such as Tiger Trap, Hella, Mayyors, and Ganglians, as well as pioneering the now national trend of The Zombie Walk and being the hometown to underground comic artist and frequent New Yorker cover contributor Adrian Tomine. So, I guess we have our proud moments, too.

Sacramento's main hub is the downtown/midtown area, also known as "The Grid." This urban area is fairly easy to navigate, with numbered streets running west to east, intersecting with lettered street running north to south (crack-open a beer and watch drivers from the neighboring suburbs drive the wrong way down one way streets!) The area is still dotted with some of Sacramento's most historic buildings and Victorian and turn-of-the-century homes, even though most of the grandest buildings (The Alhambra Theater, The Sacramento Hotel, The Buffalo Brewery) were razed in the "old is bad, new is good" short-sightedness of the late '60's and early '70's.

Sacramento's urban core has much more character than its surrounding suburban slums, most of which seem to have a dubious and depressing "I give up" feel. Given that, there are still many fine gems hidden within the 'burbs car-centric nooks and crannies (the all-vegetarian Sunflower Drive-In comes immediately to mind!) The Grid, however, is where it's at in Sacramento, offering many things to see and do and eat, well within walking or bicycling distance.

But it's the people who give Sacramento it's chutzpah, and unlike other cities and their decadently extravagant citizens (I'm looking at you, Des Moines!), Sacramento's denizens are a bit more, shall we say, "interesting." On any given day, you can be hexed by The Bird Lady, schooled in the finer points of death metal by Ground Chuck, told a tale of woe by a  horse-voiced "gummer," or yelled-at about the nefarious dealings of the C.I.A. by Middle-Aged-Man-On-A-Razor-Scooter-Wearing-Life-Sized-Butterfly-Wings. There are dozens and dozens more of these wonderfully crazy characters, and we wouldn't have it any other way.

Hi-Lo [Sacramento] will hopefully endeavor to cover Sacramento's best and worst qualities (which are, at times, frustratingly intertwined) to give you sense of what Sacramento living is all about, from a blogger who currently calls Midtown Sacramento home. Think of this blog as a primer; read on and see if you have the janky inside you to stomach living in a marginal town that frequently makes no. 50 on any one of Men's Health magazine's Top 100 lists ...if you dare!


Best of luck to ya, hon.