The new offer was quickly shot down by the musicians, leading Koch to make another for the same amount but with the extra $250,000 going directly to the tenants. Initially, they turned this proposal down too, causing a great deal of frustration on the part of Koch and Gavin Newsom (who, instead of being referred to as "gooey-haired supervisor," will now be known as "the crazy supe who ditched a wedding reception replete with drunk debs and foie gras for a contentious meeting with ornery music types").
"I really want to make this big fat check and put it on foam core," an exasperated Koch said over the phone on Friday. "I want to feel good about this. Everybody's saying, "It's about the music community,' but now they're saying, "Yeah, it's about the music community, but what about me?'"
"I'm just afraid they'll end up with nothing and we'll have to start over with bake sales or something," Newsom said on Friday. "Already I have all these nonprofits who are complaining that we're helping a profit venture before them."
In the end, cooler heads prevailed. After a heated debate Friday night, the 300 or so musicians agreed to accept the offer, with one change: Instead of the tenants being responsible for clearing out any stragglers, Koch would be.
"We were just looking for something that was fair," tenant representative Mark Gregory said on Sunday. "This gives people money for storage space, moving costs, and possibly rent for those who were living in the building. It wasn't a money grab or a buyout as some people have been saying.
"I felt physically nauseous going in and out of the building [on Friday]," Gregory said. "I know we did something positive for the scene but my life has drastically changed. The message is now you have to fight to save the arts in San Francisco; you can't just take them for granted anymore."
What's your sign? Recently I met a 22-year-old dot-commer whose professed life philosophy is "Work hard and play hard." This to me was baffling, since when my friends and I were 22, our motto was "Play hard and work as little as possible." (Of course, as one person pointed out, 22-year-olds in San Francisco often think playing hard means going out to clubs to listen to house music.)
While Aquarius Records bills itself as "the store that's old enough to drink," its unofficial motto might as well be "We work hard so you can play records." For 30 years now, the shop's employees have been searching the far regions of the music world to provide listeners with unique, often challenging records.
Originally, the store was located in the Castro next to Harvey Milk's camera shop, and served as a haven for punk fans. Bands like the Ramones, the Dead Boys, the Minutemen, Hüsker Dü, and Blondie all gave in-store performances before they even had full-length records out. The Dead Kennedys met through a bulletin board ad at Aquarius, and the Residents designed numerous window displays for the shop.
In 1996, longtime owner Butch Bridges sold Aquarius to store manager Windy Chien, who then moved the shop to its present Valencia Street home. "It's cheaper rent for twice the space," Chien says. "Also, our customers live in the Mission, and my employees and myself [do too]."
Still, the move from the quaint and creaky 24th Street confines to the more glacial palatial space wasn't perfectly smooth. At first the new store felt cavernous, and slightly unwelcoming; the drum 'n' bass seemed to skitter around the walls looking for a place to land. But, over time, Chien and her employees' constant attention to detail and genuine good-natured love for music warmed the setting. Now, pictorial displays by local and regional photographers adorn the walls, along with band promotional displays that have been tinkered and toyed with until they look more like art than commercial eye candy. Many of the albums feature attractively designed review stickers that describe sounds and detail histories.
Still, the main reason people visit a record store is the music. Aquarius excels at finding records that no one else in the Bay Area -- or in the country -- carries, whether it's the circus synth new wave of Italy's Confusional Quartet, the French avant-lounge rock of Dominique A, or the long-unreleased soundtrack to Deep Throat.
"That's what this store is good at," Chien says, "making sure that that stuff has a home and you can find it."
In 1996, when Chien took over the store, she held a benefit concert featuring Mark Eitzel, Barbara Manning, Dirty Three, Fifty Foot Hose, and more to pay off old taxes. Now, for the store's 30th anniversary, she is putting on a free show to thank all the people who have supported Aquarius over the years. The event, which takes place at the Bottom of the Hill on Saturday, features four of the employees' favorite bands: former Sacramento/future New York City group Outhud, which makes punky dance sounds from '80s no-wave and post-punk; Milk Cult, an offshoot of local combo Steel Pole Bathtub which recorded its last album with over 30 artists, including French folkies, Buddhist chanters, hip hop artists, and an African orchestra; Village of Savoonga, a German trio that's equally at home with noisy avant-rock and ambient soundscapes; and Finland's Circle, a heavy guitar band that leavens kraut rock's love for droney repetition with jazz and dub sounds. Call 621-4455 for more info.
Live Free or Get High I like poetry as much as the next guy -- which isn't saying much since poetry is pretty well despised, except by people who really love trees -- but I never expected to be reading it on the Web site of a candidate for supervisor. And not just poetry the potential official wrote -- though there's that, too -- but lines written about him. That's just the kind of all-around inspiration District 5 candidate and renaissance man Matt Gonzalez is. Here's a guy who plays in a punk band, defends the downtrodden, and throws great parties, who for his 35th birthday asked all his friends to write poems about him, and who then felt proud enough to share them with the world. To wit: "Super & wise/ Matt Gonzalez/ Walks his talk/ Foot in the NOW/ Eye in focus/ To make the Western Addition/ A blue-print in ethics." Well, it isn't Shakespeare or even Sharon Olds (whose work "The Pope's Penis" has to be my all-time fave). Still, it got me thinking: Why not have a contest to see which readers can come up with the best political poems? Only let's not call them poems -- in the spirit of folk singer Oscar Brand's new album, Presidential Campaign Songs, let's call them songs. That way we can give them cool titles like "Tippecanoe and Tyler, Too," "Huzzah for Madison, Huzzah," and "Get on a Raft With Taft."
The contest will feature three distinct categories: presidential, supervisorial, and propositional. Send in your lyrics by Oct. 20 (extra points if you actually record them with musical backing and send in a CD). We'll print the winners on Nov. 1, along with my own offerings.
You say you need motivation? Well, originally we wanted to alleviate the ongoing rehearsal problems by providing practice spaces. Unfortunately, every spare nook of our office is taken. Then we thought about giving the songwriters exposure by releasing a CD, but the business office nixed that idea. So: You will, for your efforts, receive one of the many previously unworn promo T-shirts languishing in my office, as well as a copy of an album by either the latest and sure-to-be-greatest girl-band, Innosense, or sexy wind-machine-haired Kristine W. And yes, I have enough for everyone.
One more thing: Tom Ammiano hosts a fund-raiser for Matt Gonzalez at the Justice League on Thursday, Oct. 5, from 5:30 to 8:30 p.m. Zmrzlina, Marginal Prophets, and Stark Raving Brad will perform; maybe if you ask nicely, Gonzalez will too.