Tears for Fears

I think it was back in 1983 that I first listened to Tears for Fears. It was a song off their first album and I was in boarding school, sophomore…14 years old. New Wave was just starting then, and most of my dorm mates were heavy into metal rock (screaming and shouting) which I’ve never liked much.

Two years later…and two more high schools later, my senior year, Tears for Fears released their biggest hit, ‘Shout’, ironically. I remember the spring and summer of 1985 well. Spent mostly cutting lawns and hanging out in the bars of Georgetown, Washington DC. Though, I stopped listening to them then, because they had become too commercial, I still respected them as a band and great vocalists.

Friday night Kathy got tickets to see them at the Mountain Winery in Saratoga, CA…some 3,000 miles from where I listed to them in my youth. For some strange reason,  I have always wanted to see them live. I wanted to see them perform their music outside of a studio. Was it going to be the same?

Well…they did not disappoint. I do not think I have ever heard two vocalists sing as strongly as Roland Orzabal and Curt Smith. What impressed me more, was how basic that band was. Guitar, bass, keyboard and drums, I had thought they used a lot of techno tricks to pull off their sound but that is not the case.

Roland and Curt are the real deal. They are both remarkable musians and vocalists. Though their big chart days are over, their music has stayed relevant. I liked the fact that they only played their best songs and did not boor us with new music I have not heard and will likely not buy….what I wanted and did see and hear was a great band and to relive some distant memories of good times. Very cool.

Tears for Fears

Beer Can

It’s getting towards the end of the season and already the early signs of fall are here. Sailing beer can this summer has been a ton of fun. We have progressed from a motley assembled group to now a veteran team capable of flying the kite in almost all winds. Lately though its been mother nature calling the shots on the water.

First up, fog. Mostly converging on the fleet at our outermost mark. It is pretty cool to fly the kite home mostly looking at the navigation plotter and keeping a sharp lookout for sudden collisions in the fog. That, said fog, fog, fog…racing in the fog is more fun then not.

This past wednesday evening when we got the dock. Calico was moving wildly around in her slip – which was very strange considering the winds were pretty calm. Little did I know, but as soon as we rounded the dock and headed out towards the harbor entrance a huge eight foot wave came breaking across the full entrance of the harbor.


Everyone froze when they saw wave after wave come crashing through the harbor mouth. After confirming that we were indeed not going to let an eight to ten foot wave stop us from heading out for the beer can race we geared up and headed out. The wave was huge, but we made it through. Andrew was able to take a few pics of our return back into the harbor. These waves were half the height what we experienced just an hour before….

 

Holiday beachgoers warned of big waves in Santa Cruz during Labor Day weekend

“The south-southwest swell started building Wednesday and is expected to peak Friday and Saturday with 6- to 10-foot surf at 18-second intervals, according to Surfline.com. The swell is expected to drop to 4- to 6-foot surf on Sunday with smaller waves on Monday. ”

Beer Can