Top Three Rivals Of Abraham Lincoln

One of our most revered presidents, Abraham Lincoln lived a quintessentially American life, rising from log cabin poverty to unparalleled prestige as leader of an emerging, troubled nation. Author Doris Kearns Goodwin-who comes to talk at UCSB’s Campbell Hall on Friday, February 9 at 8 p.m.-is an expert on Lincoln, and in her new book Team of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham Lincoln, she explains how he made the most of his term by enlisting the help of his enemies. Here are three of those rivals turned friends.

Sex Is in the Star

“What’s your sign?” may have outlived its usefulness as a clever pickup line, but self-proclaimed astrosexologist Kiki T. believes the best way to seduce a man (or dispose of him) is written in the stars. Smitten with a Scorpio? “Call him on one of his many sexual innuendos : whipping back a dose of sexual banter filled with 10 times more smut.” Peeved by a Pisces?

MONEY TALKS

Santa Barbara County supervisors voted unanimously to get the ball rolling on the possible implementation of a short-term loan program

Spotlight On the Jane Deering Gallery

Offering an alternative to the typical white-cube gallery, Jane Deering, owner of the eponymous space in Montecito, has turned her part-time home into a gallery space celebrating the contemporary art of two coasts and two continents. Between January and April she lives in Montecito, dividing the remainder of her time between Massachusetts, where her home is also a display space for contemporary artists, and London.

Wine and Song Champagne Supernova

In a week, it will be time for Valentine’s Day. It’s actually one of my favorite days of the year, as it affords me the opportunity to let my loved ones know how I feel about them, and it’s also a great excuse to drink champagne.

Royals and Rebels

MAIN EVENT: Finding a space to play is the perpetual dilemma of any up-and-coming, unsigned rock band. But this year, thanks to Jensen Guitar & Music Co., this will all change, at least around these parts.

John Tarasovic 1979-2006

Born in New Jersey, John moved to Quito, Ecuador, with his family when he was six years old. In school, he had many friends and was very close to all of his family, especially his cousins. From a young age, John was very intellectual and had a special interest in music. As a child, he was extremely curious-he would take apart his favorite remote-control cars just to put them back together and find out how they worked. When he was around 13, his parents divorced. He learned to play the guitar when he turned 15 and quickly began to write songs. John loved reading, poetry, and literature.

Two Jims

CEREBRAL SIX-STRINGER PARADE: Guitar may be the most overrated and overexposed instrument in the world, given its ubiquitous thrum-and-strum on our stages, screens, CD players, iPods, et al. Below that noisy, primal, and simplistic musical surface, however, more musically intensive work is being done on the instrument. Next week, the Santa Barbara Symphony’s International Guitar Festival celebrates guitar as a serious expressive tool, in a way never before witnessed in this town.

Covering Common Ground

Throughout the course of the past 15 years, UCSB Associate Professor of Dance Stephanie Nugent has built an impressive career as a choreographer and teacher, traveling the country to offer dance improvisation workshops, performing in her own solo and group works, and setting her work on a changing company of professional dancers. At the same time, she has continued to perform in other artists’ work, maintaining an especially close relationship with choreographer Keith Johnson-once a fellow dancer with Ririe-Woodbury Dance Company in Utah, and later one of her graduate school instructors at Cal State University Long Beach, where Johnson still teaches. This weekend at Center Stage Theater, Nugent will perform in two group works and one solo choreographed by Johnson, as well as present her own quintet, “Frame/Reframe,” last shown in November at Dance New Amsterdam in New York.

Senegal

The Hidden Jewel of Africa’s West Coast

Iwaited in line at LAX, stripped of my shoes, belt, pocket change, watch, and wallet-the usual routine these days for passengers boarding a plane-but something was not right. Had I forgotten something? Sweat trickled down my neck as I handed the security guard my carry-on bag. Our eyes met as she sternly asked what that small bottle of liquid was in my backpack. Oh f**k, my nasal decongestant.

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