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August 29, 2007

Shark Attack Scares Area Man

I was looking forward to using the upcoming Labor Day weekend to begin my official Fall Surfing Season. It's my favorite time of year to be in the water, and is arguably the best time of year to surf in (Central) California.

However, a shark may have put a dent in my plans. Better a dent in my plans than a dent in my body, which is what a Great White did to this poor guy in Marina yesterday. I still may go if there are waves. Maybe the beach will be less crowded.

I figure as the crow flies, or as the shark swims, the attack happend only a couple of miles from where I regularly surf near Santa Cruz. Yikes.

August 28, 2007

Glacier Surfing?

This isn't the biggest wave I've ever seen Garrett McNamara photographed on, but it has to be one of the craziest things I've ever seen a surfer do.

August 27, 2007

Dead People in My 'Hood

It was a little unsettling Saturday morning, when driving into the next neighborhood north of our house, we found ourselves in the middle of a major police action.

Cops had done everything but block access to Iowa Ave, north of Mary. There were probably a dozen squad cars, an animal control truck, and people milling about everywhere. Yellow police tape blocked off the entire front yard of a small apartment complex on the south side of the street. As we passed, cops were everywhere, including lining the steps up to the lone top unit -- the police were going in and out of the apartment.

Immediately we started speculating and developing bizarre and funny theories about what happened. Murder-suicide. Someone jumped out the top window. A dog attack. Carbon monoxide accident.

Details are starting to trickle out: two dead bodies were found up there, and nobody noticed until neighbors started smelling a stench. Hopefully we'll find out soon. Whatever it was, it happened about a quarter-mile away. 

August 13, 2007

A Tale of Two Jazz Festivals

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This weekend we made it into downtown San Jose for the 18th annual SJ Jazz Festival, which was once billed as the "world's biggest free jazz festival." Now it costs $5 to get in, which probably makes it the world's cheapest.

It's also probably one of the most fun, especially for the money.

I've been going to shows as part of the hipper, more upscale and distinguished SF Jazz Festival for years. And the SF Jazz Festival is hardly a festival, but rather an ongoing seasonal series of jazz concerts. SF Jazz nets some of the pre-eminent players in jazz today and in jazz history. I've seen Sonny Rollins, Dianne Reeves, Joshua Redman, Joe Lovano, Branford and Wynton Marsalis, the SF Jazz Collective, and on and on. You really can't see these legends play anywhere else in the Bay Area, at least not with any regularity.

The concerts are usually held in San Francisco's finest theaters and venues, such as Nob Hill's Masonic Auditorium (a terrible place for a concert, by the way - the acoustics suck). Patrons tend to get dressed up (who wouldn't for $50 or more for a ticket), and they sit and listen attentively to the music, clapping appropriately after solos. The music is often amazing, but the shows have often left me bored because you primarily have to sit down, shut up, and watch while the musicians play. To me, that's not how jazz is meant to be heard. There's no involvement from the crowd, and I always wonder afterward if the musicians are having a good time. I've seen Joe Lovano at Birdland in Manhattan -- my only New York jazz experience. It left me with goosebumps. The musicians were five feet away, and the audience was participating with hoots and hollers. I felt like I had stepped back in time 50 years.

Flip to SJ Jazz, where shows are held over three days on multiple stages spread out around downtown San Jose. Bands often play simultaneously, so you have to be somewhat strategic about who you want to see and when. But the shows are accessible and lively. The salsa stage is like a raucous street party, with the street packed, hundreds of people dancing, and hundreds more taking it in, standing and bobbing their heads. The main/headliners stage itself caters more to a picnic-blanket crowd, but you can get up, walk around, grab a beer and some food and absorb everything however you want. Meanwhile and after-hours, there's music happening in all the clubs downtown.

This year I hung out for most of Saturday and saw David 'Fathead' Newman, a sideman and friend to Ray Charles for years tear it up on multiple instruments. Later, we saw some new incarnation of The Headhunters, Herbie Hancock's old funk/fusion band. The band leader even dissed Hancock after playing their signature track, saying it was "too bad Herbie got all the money." Classy! Still, people were dancing in the aisles and having a ball. Later on, I watched my friends play in a bar. Again, people were up dancing and having a good time.

San Jose Jazz may not get the big names, but it sure is a hell of a lot more fun.

August 06, 2007

Reporter Outed at Defcon

I'm not really sure how I feel about this story, if it's all true. To me, most hidden camera journalism is sleazy. It's also sometimes essential.

What gets me most is the chase out to the parking lot: a small mob from the conference follows the TV producer to her car, shouting questions and taking photos along the way. They turn the press/public dynamic on its ear, which is amazing to watch. But in an era when journalists are increasingly killed or harmed for doing their jobs, whether it's in Oakland or Baghdad, scenes like this are also a little frightening.

I guess she should have taken the press pass that was apparently offered to her.

 

August 02, 2007

Oakland Journalist Targeted & Killed

A day doesn't go by in the Bay Area when someone isn't shot and killed. That's tragic enough, but this is incredibly frightening.

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