vol. 21, no. 095, Nov. 8-15, 2007

ON THE COVER: The cover image is Borein’s “Swappin’ Ends,” a watercolor and gouache work done in 1916. It was supplied by the Historical Museum and is from Ted and Sue Dalzell’s private collection.

Positively State Street

FAST-FINGERED JAKE: The ukulele isn’t just for luaus anymore. At least that’s what Jake Shimabukuro thinks, and he proves his point very well by playing the instrument with a unique, wunderkind mastery.

Vandenberg Receives Strange Letter

Vandenberg Air Force Base dispatched an emergency response team on 11/6 after a medical clinic on the base received a letter containing references to “a variety of biohazard topics.”

Give a Little

• The Santa Barbara Charter School is holding a flea market on Saturday, November 10, from 9 a.m.-2 p.m. Featuring independent treasure peddlers and freshly brewed coffee for weary shoppers, the event’s proceeds will go toward building a new playground. The sale will take place in the Charter School parking lot (6100 Stow Canyon Rd., Goleta). Call 680-8635.

The World Meets Ozomatli

The multiethnic, multiracial, multitalented nine-piece from Los Angeles known as Ozomatli is living proof that music can transcend cultural boundaries. The band and its music combine different languages, cultures, genres, and instruments, resulting in a universally appealing sound that they describe as a “mash-up of hip-hop, salsa, cumbia, dub, and Latino and Middle Eastern funk.”

A Benefit for Heather Mattoon on November 11

This story begins in so many places: Cape Cod and Santa Barbara, but also the imagination, and the art world, and wherever there are true gatherings of real friends. Heather Mattoon needs a benefit now because she is confined to a wheelchair, and is trying to put together a new life without any health insurance. She fell from a window at the end of the summer and severed her spine.

Martini Mania

My father used to come home from work exhausted, and my mother would be stirring a martini for him in the kitchen. He would take off his coat, loosen up his tie, and the two of them would sit and have cocktails together. Gin martinis. My mom would stir the drinks in a pitcher so as not to “bruise the gin.”

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