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Six-six-Six Organs of Admittance, part II: Ben Chasny sets the record straight

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Ben Chasny of Six Organs of Admittance might be chilled to the core and tour-ragged with winter travel, but he’s still willing to dust it up with the best of ’em. Here’s the rest of our interview; read the first part in this week’s Sonic Reducer.

SFBG: Where are you now?

Ben Chasny: We’re going from Milwaukee to Minnesota – it’s super-brutal outside. It’s 20 below – kinda fucked up. A few days ago it was fucking crazy, sheet of ice two inches thick.

SFBG: How did Shelter from the Ash come to pass?

BC: I thought I’d write some songs this time around.

[Pause]

Are you going to run a picture of me in a tiger outfit again?! [Chasny refers to a photo of his elementary school-age self in a tiger costume, with a kitten batting his tail, run alongside a Sonic Reducer.] It was like, what the fuck!? It’s hard to walk down the street after that! [Jokingly]

Ammiano critiques the debate

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Today’s Ammianoliner:

During debates Hillary tries to land a knockout punch. “Senator Obama, you left the seat up!”

(From the home answering machine of Sup. Tom Ammiano on Friday, Feb. 22, 2008). B3

Brass Menazeri blow horns, minds

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Brass Menazeri’s heart-racing performance of “Opa Cupa” from last year’s shoulda-been-there Rickshaw Stop show.

By Todd Lavoie

They’re brassy! They’re sassy! Oakland’s ambassadors of Balkan bump ‘n’ grind, Brass Menazeri will be raising a mighty floorboard-clobbering ruckus at the Ashkenaz in Berkeley this Friday, Feb. 22, when they join Bay Area gamelan-fusion ensemble Gamelan X for an evening of sweat-soaked revelry. If you’ve never seen this ten-piece horn-and-clarinet-fueled firecracker of a band before – well, then, you need to. Personally, I can think of few better ways to let loose the demons of the workweek than to kick it up on a Friday night with some joyful noise from these folks.

Thanks in large part to the success of Eastern European-enthusiasts Gogol Bordello, Balkan Beat Box, and Beirut, there’s been a revived interest in the sounds of the Balkans and the Near-East, particularly in the songs of the Rom (also known somewhat pejoratively as the Gypsies) of that region. It’s been a wonderfully refreshing development, seeing so many artists bring a definite rock-informed attitude and viewpoint to traditional folk forms, thus breathing new life into a genre which, only a few years ago, seemed in peril of remaining forever compartmentalized into a tight little “for world-music-lovers only” corner.

Much as the Pogues – particularly early in their career – opened up the possibilities of Celtic music to the more rock-reared listener, the new wave of brass bands and Balkan barnstormers are doing the same for the sounds of Serbia, Macedonia, and beyond. Brass Menazeri, while quite traditional in their approach – don’t expect any of the electro-hip hop interpolations of Balkan Beat Box here – belong to this new wave, mainly because they seem to be diligent about courting a younger audience.

Our expert, their expert

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Lawyers for the SF Weekly and its corporate parent tried mightily today to discredit the testimony of the Guardian’s expert on the damages caused by the chain’s predatory pricing in San Francisco.

It was a classic legal strategy: The Weekly lawyers tried to find flaws in Clifford Kupperberg’s detailed damage report, then brought in their own expert to argue that our expert was wrong.

But in the end, I didn’t see anything presented that undermined the Guardian’s basic argument: The Weekly’s below-cost sales damaged the local paper, and those damages were in the millions of dollars.

The crux of the attack on Kuppergberg’s data: The projections he showed for lost profits during 2001-2007, the period when the Guardian is charging the Weekly was selling ads below cost, exceeded the level of profits the paper had made in the previous few years.

Projecting damages in a case like this is an inexact science: You have to try to establish what would have happened if the illegal conduct hadn’t happened. Kupperberg used a series of different models to do that, and came up with damages of between $5 million and $11 million.

How, Weekly attorney Rod Kerr asked, could Kupperberg suggest that the Guardian would have made profits of well over 10 percent a year when the most the paper had earned in the previous decade was about 5 percent?

Well, Kupperberg noted, the 1990s were a period of rapid growth for the Guardian and the alternative press in general, and during periods of rapid growth, many companies re-invest profits in expanding their infrastructure. When a market starts to level off and mature, those investments pay off; that’s a period he called the “profit maximization level.”

So it wouldn’t be at all unreasonable to assume that, after spending money to expand in the 1990s, the Guardian might have been able to hold costs down and see real economic gains in the next decade.

The other point, of course, is that the Guardian’s owners, Bruce Brugmann and Jean Dibble, have never looked for high profits – all the money has been re-invested in the paper. So the money that the Guardian lost to SF Weekly’s predatory pricing might not have appeared on a balance sheet as “profit” – it might have appeared as higher expenses associated with improving the paper.

Kupperberg made another important point in his testimony: Ralph Alldredge, the Guardian’s lawyer, asked him directly: “Is there any doubt in your mind that the SF Weekly sold a significant percentage of its ads below cost during this period?”

“No,” said Kupperberg.

Then the Weekly brought in it’s expert, Everett Harry, who did the opposing-expert-witness thing and tried to say that Kupperberg’s figures were all wrong. His basic line was the same thing the Weekly has been retailing all along: The early part of this decade was marked by a recession, 9/11 and the rise of the Internet, all of which hit local newspapers and led to a decline in revenues.

But other weekly newspapers in the region (and weeklies all over the country) came out of the recession fairly quickly and saw revenues (from display ads, which are what this case is about) come back strongly. And between 2001 and 2007, there is no evidence that the Guardian lost any display ads to the Internet.

The San Francisco alternative weekly market was unlike markets anywhere else: One competitor, with $13 million in chain money to back it up, was systematically depressing the price of display ads. And the Guardian suffered damages as a result.

I have more when Harry finished his testimony and is cross-examined tomorrow.

Alas, the last two lesbians at City Hall

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Today’s Ammianoliner:

Dufty and Ammiano–the last two lesbians at City Hall. (Then an almost inaudible snort.)

(From the home answering machine of Sup. Tom Ammiano on Thursday, Feb. 2l, 2008).

Personal note to Tom: Your enunciation is getting better but work on those snorts. B3

Ryan Brooks plays Musical Chairs

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Yesterday, Mayor Gavin Newsom announced he was appointing Ryan Brooks to the Planning Commission.
That announcement necessarily meant that someone else on the Planning Commission was about to get bumped.

And today, the Planning Commission announced that the Mayor had accepted the resignation of Planning Commission President Dwight Alexander.

The latter move wasn’t entirely unexpected, given the shenanigans that occurred behind the scenes at the Planning Commission earlier this year.
And nor was the former, given that Sups. Sophie Maxwell and Bevan Dufty both expressed support for the idea of appointing Brooks to another commission, when they rejected his reappointment to the San Francisco Public Utilities Commission last week.

But with Alexander gone, it remains to be seen who ends up as the new Commission president, and what course the Commission—and the Planning Department’s new director John Rahaim—choose to steer in 2008…Stay tuned.

Distracted Noise Pop: Magnetic Fields’ Stephin Merritt ducks the dog to chat longer

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By Alex Felsinger

Magnetic Fields leader Stephin Merritt – what a chatterbox. Read the rest of his interview here.

SFBG: I made the mistake of listening to the new album on some laptop speakers, so when I plugged in a nice pair of headphones, it was nice to hear all the layers underneath the distortion.

Stephin Merritt: I’m curious to hear about people who hear it for the first time under crummy Internet conditions.

Reflections on the death of Alain Robbe-Grillet

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By Erik Morse

The iconic French author and “phenomenologist” Alain Robbe-Grillet died Monday, Feb.18, at the age of 85 in Caen. His most lauded works include Le Voyeur (1955), La Jalousie (1957) and the critical essay Pour un nouveau roman (1966), which ushered in the titular literary movement synonymous with fellow authors Marguerite Duras, Claude Simon, and Nathalie Sarraute.

Alain Robbe-Grillet on Jean Genet, 2002

His very cinematographic style of writing also led to collaborations with noted French auteur Alain Resnais and the 1961 art-house classic L’Année dernière à Marienbad. Though he was not as celebrated – or as simultaneously vilified – in America as he was in his native France, Robbe-Grillet’s influence is immeasurable in the literary postmodernity he helped to engender.


A clip from L’Année dernière à Marienbad, 1961

Le Monde’s obit can be read here.

“Who were those guys?”

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Anyone who knows me understands — or at least acknowledges — my Freddy Krueger obsession: the holographic Freddy watch, the Freddy sweater, the talking Freddy doll, the glazed-over look in my eyes when I rhapsodize about the human-head pizza served in A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master‘s scene at the “Crave Inn” diner. (Best…crunching sound effects…ever).

A Nightmare on Elm Street — specifically the third installment, a.k.a. 1987’s Dream Warriors, possibly the series’ strongest entry — is also the reason I became a Dokken fan. This film has it all: a young Patricia Arquette, a Freddy-propelled sleepwalking human marionette, John Saxon, Freddy’s nun-tastically elaborate backstory, the line “Welcome to prime time, bitch!”, and Nightmare‘s best theme song (apologies to DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince). That last item comes courtesy of Dokken’s “Dream Warriors,” co-written by the band’s George Lynch and Jeff Pilson. It was released Feb 10, 1987, just days before my 12th birthday. Being a sick-minded sixth grader, I was already deep into Freddy. “Dream Warriors” quickly became my favorite song.


Ain’t gonna dream no more!

The damages: $5 – $11 million

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An accountant with more than 30 years experience analyzing damage claims in lawsuits testified today that the SF Weekly’s practice of selling ads below cost damaged the Bay Guardian badly – and he put the financial toll at between $5 million and $11 million.

Clifford Kupperberg took the stand in the Guardian’s predatory-pricing suit against the SF Weekly and its corporate owner. The Guardian is charging that the Weekly for more than seven years violated the state law barring companies from selling a product below cost for the purpose of harming a competitor.

Guardian attorney Ralph Alldredge walked Kupperberg through the detailed process of how he evaluated the Weekly’s and the Guardian’s costs, the price of display ad space in the two papers, and the projections he made of how much the Weekly rate-cutting had harmed the locally owned paper.

If the jury finds that the Weekly and Village Voice Media, the chain formerly known as New Times, broke the law, Kupperberg’s calculations will be the basis for awarding monetary damages.

Bad Day for Strong Women at City Hall

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They met in one of the smallest rooms in City Hall, but within ten minutes, the board that oversees the San Francisco Public Utilities Commission managed to make a huge decision that will cost tax payers $400,000, when they voted to fire SFPUC General Manager Susan Leal, this morning.
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SFPUC General Manager Susan Leal talks to the press about her record at the agency, the lack of stated reasons for her termination and her future aspirations.
Photos by Charles Russo

“It’s a sad day when someone doing a good job gets removed to the tune of $400,000 from rate payers for no stated reason,” Sup. Bevan Dufty told the Guardian, after the vote to fire Leal, his friend and political ally, went down.

Commissioner Dick Sklar told reporters, “We’re not discussing it,” as Commission staff distributed copies of an unsigned PUC resolution that cites Leal’s August 23, 2004 employment agreement. That contract allows the Commission to terminate Leal’s agreement “without cause, and without stating any reasons therefore, and upon at least 30 days written notice.”

Commissioner Anne Moller Caen said that with Leal gone, people could expect, “ a change of policy, a change in direction.”

Meanwhile, Leal, a former supervisor and City Treasurer, expressed few regrets, other than wishing that the agency had done a biofuel program three years ago, instead of during the past year. Oh, and wishing she’d been wearing an old suit, the day she got run over outside City Hall.

“I Iost a good suit,” Leal joked.
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Queer that WonderCon

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Gird your loins, beautiful nerds like me. It’s time again for comic cornucopia WonderCon, at the Moscone Center this weekend — and Glamazonia, our favorite Uncanny Tranny superhero, is bustin’ loose!

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Who could doubt her power, her glamour, her sheer … syntheticism? This Saturday, Feb 23, 7-10pm, for FREE at the Three Dollar Bill Cafe in the LGBT Center on Market, you can meet the boy-man behind Glammy, Justin Hall of All Thumbs Press, and a gaggle of other really wonderfully gay cartoonists (Brian Andersen, Paige Braddock, MariNaomi, Tommy Roddy, Andy Hartzell, reading and signing their work in conjunction with the giant fest. It’s an extravaganza.

But wait — there’s more!

Getting down with the Donnas’ Maya Ford

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Always good to hear from the Donnas, last year’s Noise Pop fest cover ladies. Bassist Maya Ford checked in via e-mail recently, anticipating the band’s show at the Fillmore tonight, Feb. 20, opening for the Hives. Here’s what she wrote:

SFBG: The band is putting out their own recordings now, right? How did you come to make that decision?

Maya Ford: The music business is changing right now. Nothing is concrete; people get hired and fired all the time, so you never know who to believe. Why not be safer and do it ourselves with people we trust? We met with other labels, but Purple Feather offered us the best deal: freedom!

Noise Pop video attack

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Curious about what some of the groups we feature in this week’s Noise Pop cover story sound like? Anyone remember when reading about music meant that the quality of the writing alone had to convey individual sonic textures? Well, no more! Thank you, Internets! Behold!

Below are some introductory vids — more info on these stellar performers (as well as a full fest schedule) is available at www.noisepop.com/2008

The Dodos, “Fools”

Holy Fuck, “Milkshake”

MSTRKRFT, “Street Justice”

Miserable to be gay: A Q&A with Terence Davies

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If the film director Terence Davies didn’t qualify as a master in his own medium (albeit one who has made only a handful of features), it would be tempting to compare him at length with musicians who have made a career out of either discovering nostalgic melodic magic in every corner and cranny of England’s cities, such as Saint Etienne, or ones who never pass up an opportunity to lament the passing of a country that once was unique, such as Morrissey. Any fan of those iconic soundsters who doesn’t know the work of Davies should dive into his Distant Voices, Still Lives (1988) and The Long Day Closes (1992) as soon as possible, and then journey from them into The House of Mirth (2000) to see that Davies is also capable of creating classic films set in other countries. On the occasion of his upcoming appearance at Pacific Film Archive, I recently rang him up for a chat that began by the Pacific Ocean and ended in New York society, touching upon Noel Coward, Edith Sitwell, vile bodies, vain gay men, Char Ladies and Hottentots along the way.

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Still from the Terence Davies Trilogy

Terence Davies: Are you looking at some wonderful view of San Francisco?
SFBG: There’s a freeway, and some industrial buildings slightly blocking my view of the Bay.
TD: I was expecting you to say it was a view of the clear blue Pacific and you could see Japan.
SFBG: If I was on that part of the coastline, the side Hitchcock loves, I’d at least be able to see the ocean below me in a manner that would completely terrify me.

Israeli Noise Pop: Monotonix’s cure for the perfection that ails ya

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By Alex Felsinger

Certainly the Noise Pop band farthest from home, Tel Aviv’s Monotonix is also the most distinctive group scheduled to perform. The combo brings sweat, mustaches, and outright stage destruction from Israel, but their music – which sports a hint of the Stone Temple Pilots and some blatant hair-metal influences – takes a back seat to their stage antics.

They’re known for dismantling the drum set and flinging the parts across the stage, and sometimes they’ll even light small fires while the music disintegrates into cymbal crashes and guitar feedback. If Noise Pop has you sick of perfect-to-the-note performances, Monotonix promises the cure.

Monotonix performs at Noise Pop with Gutter Twins, Great Northern, and Apache. March 1, 8 p.m., $18. Bimbo’s 365 Club, 1025 Columbus, SF. (415) 474-0365.

Weekly publisher dodges the facts

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The publisher of the SF Weekly took the stand Friday and today in the Guardian’s predatory-pricing suit and presented all of the Weekly’s positions as if he’d been rehearsing for weeks.

And in fact, Fromson has been sitting in the courtroom watching most of the trial so far. Most witnesses in legal cases don’t get to watch the proceedings until after they’re done with their turn in the box – it might influence their testimony – but Judge Marla Miller has been pretty lax on that front. She’s allowed one representative from each paper to sit in for the entire case, and Fromson has apparently been the Weekly’s designate.

(She’s also allowed me to sit there and watch, and then write about, the proceedings even though it’s theoretically possible that the Weekly’s lawyers will try to put me back on the stand.)

I have no objection to any of this; I’m simply pointing it out because Fromson’s testimony was carefully targeted to hit all the major points where the Weekly has been weak.

But his carefully buffed lines, delivered like the salesman he is, don’t exactly jibe with the evidence.

Fromson’s line – and the line of the lawyers for the 16-paper chain now known as Village Voice Media – is that the poor beleaguered Weekly was trying really hard to raise its ad rates so that it wouldn’t be selling below cost and would be starting to make a profit. The company, he said, is “concerned with rate growth, revenue growth, and increased profit.”

But the facts show that over the 12 years the chain has owned the Weekly, the paper has never made a profit. In fact, for every one of those years, the Weekly has been selling ads below cost.

Fromson tried to argue that in many cases, the Guardian’s ad rates were actually lower than the Weekly’s, and that he as publisher has had to cut prices to meet the competition from the Guardian. But again, the evidence shows otherwise – while there are no doubt a few cases here and there where the Guardian rates were lower, the overall financial statements from both companies make very clear that the Weekly’s rates were consistently below the Guardian and consistently below cost.

Then he tried to argue that he was cutting rates to meet other competition. In fact, the notion that the Guardian was not the Weekly’s prime competitor – that there were dozens of other media outlets fighting for every ad dollar – is central to the Weekly’s defense.

Fromson talked about fighting with the Onion, the neighborhood newspapers and SFStation.com, among others, for ads, and cited some cases in which he said he’d had to lower rates to meet those competitors’ prices.

But again, the evidence doesn’t lie. The Weekly publishers before Fromson all had to prepare regular special reports on the Guardian – and on no other competitor. Fromsom filed some “Guardian reports” of his own – and he couldn’t point to a single similar report he’d filed on any other competitor.

And anyone with any common sense knows that there’s a market niche for alternative weeklies; if there weren’t, neither the Guardian nor the New Times/VVM chain would have survived and grown over the past three decades.

In fact, Fromson as much as admitted that on cross-examination. Guardian attorney Rich Hill asked if any of the neighborhood papers, or the Onion, were members of the Association of Alternative Newsweeklies or represented by either of the two national ad firms that specialize in alternative weeklies. No, he acknowledged. The neighborhood papers, Hill asked, have much lower circulation and very different types of editorial, don’t they? Yes, said Fromson.

“Are there serious investigative pieces in the Onion?” asked Hill.

“They don’t see themselves doing that,” Fromson replied.

In other words, Hill said, those supposed competitors are actually quite different products, right?

“I don’t agree with that,” Fromson said.

But it became very clear during cross-examination that Fromson did, indeed, see the Guardian as his chief competitor – and that he and the top executives at New Times/VVM were looking for ways to hurt the competitor.

Hill took Fromson through the paper’s finances. In 2005, when he arrived, the Weekly lost $1.8 million. In 2006, with Fromson at the helm, the loss was $2.5 million. And the steep losses continued in 2007.

Hill pointed to several memos showing how Fromson and his bosses, chain president Scott Tobias and CEO Jim Larkin, saw the competition with the Guardian. In one memo, dated Feb/ 24, 2006, Larkin warned Fromson that the Guardian had more ads in the paper. “No way they should be ahead of us in ad count like this,” Larkin wrote.

“They won’t,” replied Fromson. “That is the loudest drum I am beating around here.”

The point of that exchange: Fromson and the higher-ups were concerned not with increasing their rates or making a profit, but with making sure they had more total ads than the Guardian.

“I’m not OK with losing to anyone, least of (sic) Brugman (sic),” Fromson’s email continued.

In July, 2006, Fromson sent an email back to corporate headquarters stating that “we are doing a great job, all things considered.” That came at a time when Fromson’s paper had lost more than a million dollars in just the previous six months.

In November, 2006, Fromson wrote that he was “feeling good about working them over the rest of the year.” Who, Hill asked, is the “them” referred to in that message?

“I imagine it would be the Guardian,” Fromson said.

That same month, while the Weekly was losing $179,000, Larkin wrote to Fromson and said: “great work, let’s keep it going.”

And in Fromson’s Nov. 30,2006 “Guardian report” to Larkin, he wrote: “As you can see, we are winning the battle locally and nationally.”

Since that clearly wasn’t a battle to be profitable or a successful business, Fromson had to be referring to something else. As Hill put it: “Is that the battle to wreck the Guardian?”

Fromson: “There was no battle to wreck the Guardian.”

One of the things the jury will have to do is decide is which witnesses are telling the truth, and which ones, as the lawyers say, lack credibility.

Durty Noise Pop: White Denim – put it on…

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By Alex Felsinger

White Denim‘s bluesy anthems evoke the Minutemen, but they replace the irreverent attitude with an unrelenting and refined drive found in the likes of Kings of Leon or the Thermals. They’ve been tearing up every venue in Austin, Texas, a town so saturated with indie rock that only the most unique make their presence known outside of the Sixth Street clubs.

Their only release, a five-song 7-inch EP, takes full advantage of the analog format and provides a rough-around-the-edges barrage of  fist-pumping fun. On the mic, vocalist and guitarist James Petralli yelps and shouts like Lil’ Richard while bassist Steve Terebecki writhes and dances along – not only do these guys know how to play rock ‘n’ roll right, but they can work a crowd like at a 1950s high school prom.

White Denim play Noise Pop with Holy Fuck, A Place to Bury Strangers, and Veil Veil Varnish. Feb. 29, 9 p.m., $10. Bottom of the Hill, 1233 17th St., SF.

Ammiano: George Bush is so dumb…

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Today’s Ammianoliner:

George Bush is so dumb that he sent a fund-raising letter to Ed Jew’s house.

(From the home answering machine of Sup. Tom Ammiano on Tuesday, Feb. 19, 1008) B3

Newsom’s power play

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Newsom swore in a new batch of his appointed commissioners on Friday.(photo from sfgov.org)
Mayor Gavin Newsom’s effort to fire Susan Leal (slated for tomorrow morning) has grabbed some attention over the last week, as well as some pushback from anonymous Mayor’s Office minions over the weekend (read the second item in M&R’s Monday column, which was likely a response to the Leal comments I discussed here).

But that’s not the only front for the Newsom offensive, or even the only one scheduled for tomorrow morning. At the same 9 a.m. start time as the SFPUC meeting, just one floor up in Room 416, the Building Inspection Commission will be meeting and voting for its new president. And the word from our City Hall sources is that Newsom’s proxies have been actively lobbying against current president Debra Walker (a progressive, artist, tenant advocate, and likely candidate to replace Sup. Chris Daly), pushing instead for developer Mel Murphy to take the reins.
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Debra Walker, from an image at www.alicebtoklas.org.

Newsom needs to return the MTA’s money

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What is Gavin looking for? A way off the train? Or a way to spend MTA money on hiring himself a climate change director?

“Crashes involving MUNI and pedestrians have nearly doubled in the past two years: in 2005, there were 34 crashes involving a MUNI vehicle and a pedestrian; while 2007 saw 62. These numbers include 3 fatalities in 2005 and 7 fatalities in 2007. This is a disturbing statistic.”

Manish Champsee of Walk For San Francisco, a pedestrian advocacy group, included this stat in an email to Mayor Newsom, by way of explaining his group’s concerns with the Mayor using MTA safety money to hire a climate change director.

Champsee’s email (included below) is worth reading for the way he avoids denigrating anyone working in the Mayor’s Office. Yes, those folks are doubtless trying to do great and wonderful things for the planet, but could they please do that with money from the Mayor’s budget, not from overloaded public transportation agencies?

Subject: Restore Funding for a Safety and Training Manager
To: gavin.newsom@sfgov.org
Cc: boardofsupervisors@sfgov.org, Nathaniel Ford

Dear Mayor Newsom:

This letter is to voice our concern regarding reports that staff in your office are being paid for by MTA funds meant for the hiring of a Safety and Training Manager for the SFMTA.

With a downward safety record at the MTA regarding collisions with pedestrians, we advocate that this MTA funding in particular be applied to Safety and Training Management. As advocates for a walkable, more livable city,
we strongly support the role of a Greening Director.

We welcome an opportunity to speak with you regarding the current spike in injuries to pedestrians.

Sincerely,

Manish Champsee
Walk San Francisco President

Newsom in space

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OK, this is just priceless. Our celebrity Mayor Gavin Newsom and his fiance actress, Jennifer Siebel, on Saturday went weightless during a flight out of Moffett Field as part of a promotional effort by a company charging $3,500 per head to experience zero gravity in a diving airplane. The Zero G Experience send out this picture in a press release that contained this purple prose: “During the unforgettable weightless escapade, Newsom and Siebel flew like Superman, flipped like Olympic gymnasts and enjoyed 10-times more hang-time than the world’s best basketball player. The newly engaged duo floated on cloud nine as they danced mid-air in the rare and exalted state of weightlessness.”
It’s good to be the mayor.

Folked-up Noise Pop: Whispertown2000 harks back to Y2K handles

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By Alex Felsinger

Ridiculous nicknames were once reserved for football locker-rooms and saloons, but the Internet has given everyone the ability to bestow any embarrassing name they please upon themselves.

In the early days, Whispertown2000 actually went by Vagtown2000, and then thankfully realized their mistake within a year. But the real mystery here is that instead of starting with a clean slate, they decided to stick with the millennium-village theme and changed their moniker to Whispertown2000.

All ragging on their naming ability aside, founder Morgan Nagler’s vocal delivery evocates female folk vocalists like Mary Chapin Carpenter, but since their songs include either sparse acoustic guitar or low-key synth over mid-tempo drums, the band becomes more of an indie-rock version of Melissa Etheridge. (Felsinger)

Whispertown2000 plays with She and Him, Adam Stephens, and Emily Jane White. March 2, 8 p.m., $18-$20 (sold out). Great American Music Hall, 859 O’Farrell, SF.

SPORTS: Scoring votes — the faceoff

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By A.J. Hayes

Turn on cable television or AM radio any afternoon and you might be hard-pressed to tell the difference between the sports and political news programming. Whether it’s ESPN’s Pardon the Interruption or Fox’s Hannity and Colmes, it seems as if everyone is yelling with the fervor and conviction of a roided-up high school P.E. teacher.

Some political shows (Hardball) have sports inspired names and another (Countdown) is hosted by Keith Olbermann, who cut his broadcasting teeth inventing new catch phrases to describe home runs and field goals.

So considering that politics and sports are both populated by the same types of egomaniacs, we’ve decided to wed the three top remaining Presidential candidates with the Bay Area sports figures that best fits their persona.

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McCain behind the straight talk?

John McCain and Don Nelson. Both the Warriors head coach and leading Republican nominee have seen great victories in their day, and have both have suffered their share of humility in their given professions. Though Nelson is one of the NBA’s all-time winning coaches, he’s never captured a NBA title and each coaching stop he’s has made has ended ignominiously, with invariably lawsuits flying after his departure.