Cut tomatoes into one-inch cubes. In the bottom of a large salad bowl, add three teaspoons of olive oil, vinegar, ½ teaspoon of salt, and ½ teaspoon of pepper. Mix with a fork, then add tomatoes and chopped basil, mixing several times. Set aside.
It’s a late summer tradition at El Encanto: watching the afternoon fog rolling in, enveloping the waterfront, and draping the Mesa in wet lace on its misty, streetlight-blurring crawl through Santa Barbara toward the spires of St. Anthony’s. For the past 90 or so years, that’s been the highlight of many a day for both tourists, who’d stay at the charming Riviera resort, and locals, who’d frequent the popular bar and restaurant for drinks and dining.
The group of performers that has coalesced around director and actor Ed Giron’s various projects has talent and an aptitude for comedy, and this night of one-act comedies may be the best thing the group has done yet.
After 20-some odd years reigning as hip-hop’s most funktastic white guys from New York, the Beastie Boys have whetted their live performances into a finely tuned display of showmanship that weaves seamlessly in and out of the many epochs of their discography. Recently, the Beasties have taken a break from their usual party anthems to release The Mix-Up-an entirely instrumental album that explores the group’s post-punk, jazz, bossa nova, and dub influences.
Quiz: Gotta Get Away
I think I knew every song played during the 311 and Matisyahu show at the Bowl last week. Before you go calling bullshit on that claim, let me explain: First and foremost, I have known and loved 311 since the release of their first independent albums-they were the soundtrack for everything in my life from pre-dawn surf missions and run-ins with the police, to high school keg parties and botched first dates.
Crowded House fans needn’t dream it’s over: reunited for their first U.S. tour in more than 10 years, the antipodean pop-rockers put on a mesmerizing show before a crowded, mixed-age house of faithful, melodically discerning fans.
Friends of the California coast lost one of our heroes recently. Melvin B. Lane, former owner and publisher of Lane Publishing Company and Sunset Magazine and Books, passed away recently at the age of 85. Among his many accomplishments, Mel led the California Coastal Commission from its inception in 1973 through the passage of the Coastal Act, establishing the commission as a permanent state agency. With his wry smile and sense of humor, Mel proved to be a visionary who left a mighty legacy for all of us.
“Ithink I need a vacation.” “I need some ‘me’ time.” “I just want to get away from it all for a while.” Chances are, you’ve said these words before, or heard them from burned-out friends and colleagues. At this time of year, the refrain often takes on a new level of irony: “I think I need a vacation from my vacation.”
Little one: Check out One, Nancy Neil’s photography show during 1st Thursday (Sept. 6) at David Shelton Studios.
