Issue 11 Randy Jackson by The Local Malibu

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RANDY

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\ THE MALIBU GUITAR FESTIVAL: \ HOW MUSIC \ RETURNED TO

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ISSUE 11, VOLUME 1 MAY/JUNE 2015 Founder, Editor in Chief

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No doubt about it - this issue R O C K S! The Local marks the return of live music to Malibu with one of music’s most prominent figures, musician and former American Idol co-host, Randy Jackson who graciously fitted us into his crazy schedule for our cover shoot. As if we weren’t grateful enough for that opportunity, we get to add another blessing into the mix - and even more style to our brand - with fashion icon and co-founder of True Religion Brand Jeans, the beautiful and talented Kym Gold who has joined the team as publisher and executive editor!

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MALIBU

OIL

By Steve Woods

SPOIL

Is the May 19 Refugio Oil spill on its way to Malibu ? Portions of three Southern California beaches south of Malibu were ordered closed by public health officials on Wednesday, May 27, after what was described as “globs” of oil began washing ashore. All beaches in Redondo Beach are closed until further notice as was the coastline between 34th Street in Manhattan Beach, South to Longfellow Avenue in Hermosa Beach, according to a news release from the Los Angeles County Department of Public Health. “Right now, they’re cleaning up what is washing ashore, and hopefully they’ll find where it’s coming from,” said Manhattan Beach Mayor Wayne Powell. The source of the oil globs was still unknown as investigators have not ruled out the Refugio oil spill, local Chevron pipe lines or tanker spills. Like Malibu and Manhattan Beach, more than 6 million people a year visit Santa Barbara County’s south coast, from Gaviota to Summerland, mostly during the summer months, said Karna Hughes, a spokeswoman for the marketing organization Visit Santa Barbara and local businesses have been affected with vacation cancellations. The spill released as much as 101,000 gallons of crude from the pipeline, according to the company, with an estimated 21,000 gallons of oil flowing downhill from the spill site through a culvert, under U.S. 101 and into the Pacific. The oil is concentrated along several miles of the Gaviota Coast near Refugio and El Capitan state beaches. Those beaches remain closed until June 4, but Eric Hjelstrom, state parks superintendent for the Santa Barbara area, said the closure is likely to continue another week into June. Scientists with UC Santa Barbara and the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration will be working to “fingerprint” the tar balls and globs of oil along the beaches to determine if other oil concentrations are from the current spill or from natural seepage. Typically, there can be up to 50 barrels of natural seep a day in the Santa Barbara Channel , said Thomas Cullen, an administrator for the California Office of Spill Prevention and Response .The Chumash Indians found these tar balls as a valuable source to waterproof their canoes and baskets but for todays beach goers it is an annoyance that requires a rub down of peanut butter on our feet to remove the black goo. The Refugio spill has been a an environmental disaster that has killed a half dozen pelicans and 3 sea lions and several dolphins but it does not compare to the massive Santa Barbara spill in 1969 that killed thousands of sea creatures ,disrupted the local economy and took decades to recover. Although Malibu beaches receives natural tiny oil globs on our coast ,a spill the size of the the Refugio spill would be devastating to local marine life and repel ocean recreational uses with negative economic consequences. Plains Pipeline official Patrick Hodgins said workers are expected to cut out the ruptured section of pipe near Refugio and send it to a third-party metallurgist to determine the condition of the pipe when it failed.

“Oil Spill” graphic by Taylor Woods

ABOVE:

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Tar balls are plentiful at Zuma Beach.

ZUMA

By Steve Woods

TAR-nished

Oil spills to the north and beach closures to the south. Last Saturday morning revealed a Zuma tideline blackened with tarballs in concentrations that have not been seen in decades.

With glassy conditions and a moderate south swell, many surfers were checking the soles of their feet and cursing the unwanted stickiness. As The Local goes to print the source of the tar at Zuma has not been revealed nor has the oil pollution from the South Bay Beach closures that co-incidental closed within weeks of the May 19 Refugio Oil spill. Zuma surfers side step the stickiness.

Zuma surfers side step the stickiness.

Authorities have said the Refugio oil slick would not drift South to Santa Barbara but eyebrows are being raised. EDITORS NOTE: If you go to Zuma, watch out and carry some extra peanut butter just in case!

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HERE COMES THE

SUN

BY RANDY OLSON

James Cameron and wife Suzy Amis-Cameron deliver the power of the sun to the MUSE School.

Visiting the MUSE School recently I had an “Oh my goodness, I’ve seen the future,” moment. I’ve visited the beautiful campus nestled in a wooded portion of Malibu Canyon numerous times over the past four years, and even heard something new was on the way. But what I saw as I drove down the main hill was breathtaking — as stunning as a couple of freshly landed space ships. It was two of the five newly installed “Sun Flowers” — solar panel arrays that now provide upwards of 90% of the power to the school. I had to stop for a photo. As I took in the view I imagined what it must be like as a kid on that campus, seeing them every day. We know that solar energy is the future, but what better way to convey it to the next generation. The sun flowers are the singular creation of iconic moviemaker James Cameron — a gift to his wife, Suzy Amis. She, along with her sister, Rebecca Amis, co-founded the school. For the man who has made futuristic movies like “Terminator” and “Avatar,” they are a piece of the future brought to life today — a snapshot of a world finally freed of carbon-based energy sources.

“This is our children’s future.” - Paul Cummins, MUSE Board Member The Sun Flowers are nearly 30 feet in diameter, and like real sunflowers, track the sun, all day, every day. “You can try to tell the kids about the importance of solar power,” says Jeff King, Head of School for MUSE, “but this actually shows it to them every time they go outside.” Perhaps most impressive and even philanthropic, Cameron is already sharing the design specifics with others. He has filed for a patent, only to prevent people from making money from his design. But for non-profit ventures the knowledge is open-source and plans will be published online. The MUSE School was founded in 2006 and now has roughly 150 students across two campuses from kindergarten to high school. One of the members of the MUSE Board of Directors is legendary Los Angeles education pioneer Paul Cummins — founder of both the Crossroads and New Roads schools in Santa Monica. Upon seeing the Sun Flowers for the first time he gazed in amazement and said, “This is our children’s future.”

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FEATURE

MUSIC Returned to

How

By Doug Deluca, Co-Founder of the Malibu Guitar Festival

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LEFT: Doug Deluca, co-founder of the Malibu Guitar Festival on opening night at Casa Escobar. BELOW: Laurence Juber who played the first and last performances of the festival.

In my 25 years of living in California, I spent a good deal of time in Malibu. Prior to our family moving to Malibu 8 years ago, I frequently visited. I’ve always loved Malibu, as it is, in my opinion, one of those “special” places in the world.

Photos by Emily Scher

Malibu is a community that has a small town feel. For the most part, it attracts good people who care for family and friends. Another great side of Malibu is that it is a magnet for artists and the arts – be it surfers, painters, healers, writers, designers, or musicians – the list goes on. All of the above would make for a wonderful place in and of itself, but now take all of those attributes and place them in one of the most beautiful landscapes in the world, and as I mentioned, you find yourself in a truly “special” place. As long as I have lived in Malibu, I’ve wanted to create a music festival here that we can call our own. Think Monterey Jazz Festival on the southern California coast with an injection of Rock n Roll – cool, laid-back, brilliant musicians and music-lovers hanging out, having fun in this special community. My desire to create this stemmed from my love of music, which throughout my career as a TV producer, I have been blessed to have access to and be involved with some amazing musical performances – especially in my role at Jimmy Kimmel Live. On top of it all, I am a hack yet passionate guitarist, so it all seemed to make sense, though nothing seemed to motivate me to kick things into the next gear. Then one evening during a boozy dinner at our dear friends’ home, Eamon and Veronica Harrington, our mutual dear friend and Eamon’s partner in Planet Grande Pictures, John Watkin, went through a bucket list of his. He listed many fun and quirky and wellthought items and then he came to one that struck a chord (pun intended) with me. John listed, “#5 – produce a guitar festival in Malibu.” (It is worth noting that John is an amazing guitarist and performs regularly in Malibu with the New Old.) For me this was like a lightning bolt. Everything came into focus and there was no looking back. That dinner was a year ago and from that night I immediately took to planning. As far as I was concerned, it was no longer a matter of if, it was a matter of when.

ABOVE: Doug Deluca and Randy Jackson RIGHT: Legendary guiarist Robby Krieger of The Doors. BELOW: All star jam; Randy Jackson, Robby Krieger and Laurence Juber. BELOW RIGHT: Alejandra Deluca auctioning off an autographed guitar for charity.

We knew over everything else, we needed great music. To get there, we needed a great musical director, someone who people liked and respected and could get the job done. I had the good fortune of making contact with legendary drummer, Steve Ferrone (who is most currently know as one of Tom Petty’s Heartbreakers). I asked Steve (who is one of the greatest guys in the world) if he would be part of our little dream and without a second thought, he said yes. With that, I started calling all the usual (partner) suspects, beginning with a friend formerly at Guitar Center, Dustin Hinz. Dustin was an amazing advisor as to who we should contact in the industry and I listen and reached out to – Ernie Ball, Gibson, Vox, Guitar Center, Fender and then some. I also reached out to some non-endemic sponsors like Harley-Davidson and Ketel One Vodka – positive responses from all! People got the concept immediately. Malibu, great people, great music add a charity component – viola! – The Malibu Guitar Festival. I know from the above, it sounds like things came quick and easy – not the case. In fact, it took the better part of 7 months to get real momentum and commitments. In the interim, I reached out to a local promoter, friend and Malibu crusader – Matt Diamond. Matt and I had often spoken about our common visions for music in Malibu. Matt loved the idea of the Malibu Guitar Festival, so I introduced him to John and we brought him on as our Director of Operations. Somewhere around February of this year, I knew we were at the point of no return. John, Matt and I met at the Starbuck’s next to Ralphs on PCH. We started planning. First order of business was getting the city up to speed and on board. We met with Laura Rosenthal, which led us to the Malibu Cultural Arts Commission, which led us to the planning committee – so far so good. All positive. We met with potential advisors Greg Sills, Marco Beltrami, Marc Brickman, Doc McGhee – full steam ahead. We started our location search, which eventually led us to the owners of the Malibu Village (thanks to Catherine Brickman at the Malibu Cultural Arts Commission). They were angels for us. They hopped in feet first and provide us with our location, our headquarters, our VIP lounge and they helped us pull all necessary permits. Next we wanted to add some additional locations to give this a real festival feel. We added the Malibu Lumber Yard as our “Community stage” and Casa Escobar as our “Saloon Stage.” Both venues could not have been more helpful and enthusiastic.

Photos by Stephanie Pick

ABOVE LEFT: Johnny ‘Guitar’ Watkin and Doug Deluca, right; musical director Steve Ferrone, bottom left; Kevin Costner with his two daughters who attended the festival, and right, Malibu City Council members Skylar Peak and Laura Rosenthal.

FEATURE Next we needed to lock down the charitable arm of the Festival, so I turned to the best person I know to give things shape, order and purpose – my wife, Alejandra DeLuca. Years ago Ale had helped Jimmy Kimmel and me build a very successful charitable Italian Festival in Hollywood called the “Feast of San Gennaro – LA.” She did an outstanding job of guiding everything from vision to mission to charitable activities and then some. I knew she was the right person, but convincing her to take it on was the issue, so I did what I do best – I didn’t ask, I acted as if it was a forgone conclusion (BIG smile). We were blessed as she went along with it and quickly we formed our thoughts around charity – Kids, Community and Music. This year we chose Boys and Girls Club of Malibu, Little Kids Rock and Malibu Special Education Foundation to be our beneficiaries. Simultaneously, we started booking talent, which is always challenging. We were fortunate enough to land great artists who were people with big integrity and big heart. They too got the vision and wanted to be a part of our dream. Promotionally, many people and platforms were very helpful. It is worth mentioning Malibu Times and Julie Ellerton who was helpful and supportive all the way through. Though the major turning point in promotion and PR was when Alejandra introduced me to Cece Woods and her publication, The Local. Cece took an earnest and fully engaged interest in what we were doing and she set out to help us tell the story of the MGF. She helped us shape the lead-up, she helped us spread the word and she built on the story of the Festival as it was happening, thus paving the way for next year. Cece was a gift for the MGF. We all know the story of the event. Truly spectacular. Great team, great artists, great music, great times, money raised for charity – onward and upward! There is no question that the Malibu Guitar Festival will live on. The vision is an annual music festival with a community spirit that focuses on guitars, good music and good vibes while doing some good through charitable efforts. The MGF will live on for many, many years to come. Malibu has so much more to give. Every other house has a guitar. In those homes, you will find the spectrum of legendary guitarists to passionate hacks like me. The residents of Malibu love music and love their community. A great many of them were so supportive of the MGF this year and we are so grateful. I believe even more will support as this grows. In the following years, the MGF will grow steadily and properly. It will maintain its integrity and essence. Eventually all of the restaurants, bars and parks will be activated with music on this one weekend each year. Jam sessions will break out spontaneously everywhere. There will be concerts on the beach, in private homes and on sailboats. Lots more money will be raised for charity and people will have an amazing experience each year that is filled with Love and Music and Community…to be a part of it, the only things you will need are your guitar, your surfboard and a BIG HEART! A BIG heartfelt thanks to each and every person who made the 1st Annual Malibu Guitar Festival a huge success. You are all part of it…it belongs to you!

Randy Jackson’protogees:

than just a

MOVIE STAR

To me, and to many, Costner is a giant of the movie industry, and that’s how I expected him to perform that day, nothing short of that - a giant. In his soft spoken voice, he told me “I hope I don’t disappoint you and everyone out there.” I rushed to interrupt him, “How could you? There’s no way!” He turned to me and holding my arm said, “Please understand me, I am a human being. And as a human being I really hope I don’t disappoint you or anyone…” I froze in that moment. Suddenly, I wasn’t in front of a giant of the big screen. I was in front of a human being openly expressing himself, showing his true emotions and his humble side. Leaving me with no more words to say, but with an eagerness to see this gentle being perform. “This next song … …Wow, This is how nervous I am, I had to ask for a capo when I already had one on my guitar, (he paused to ponder). That’s bullsh*t! I don’t need to be afraid of you guys. [public laughs],” Breaking the ice completely, It was right there, with that honest, short and funny little speech that he won us all over, doing something out of his comfort zone, something he loves, and in the process, sharing his passion, his personal stories and his great music with us. He made us feel as if we were right there visiting in his living room. We all witnessed the love and the pride he has for his family when he asked us for patience on calling his daughter, Lily, to sing with him. It was a moment that warmed the heart of the audience and was followed by a great performance that brought tears to some eyes. The sun was soon to set, and this moment would be one day remembered in Malibu history: the day music returned to Malibu. -Alejandra DeLuca - @DakiniDesigns

NORTH of NINE

“It’s amazing to see the North of Nine manifest their sound. What I look for in artists is instinct. Artists have great instincts, they don’t know everything to do right, but most decisions they make are really good musical decisions with arrangements and everything. I’m really happy with where this band is and where we’re growing. I really think big things are ahead for them in the future.” - Randy Jackson

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BENEFIT for

MARTYat the GREBB Canyon Club As told to The Local exclusively by Jennifer Pietro Bonnie Raitt, Leon Russell, Ivan Neville and Friends rally around beloved local musician Marty Grebb First and foremost, our evening was meant to be an exercise in love and spirituality, and a testimony to the healing power of music in healing those who suffer with phyical and health challenges, soothing the troubled soul if only for a few moments. And on Wednesday night at the Canyon Club that healing energy was palpable: it was one powerful, magical night, and one to be forever remembered. Our nonprofit partner, Sweet Relief, and its Founder Victoria Williams, President Bill Bennett, and Executive Director Rob Max were present to support and cheer on Marty. Sweet Relief Musicians Fund provides financial assistance to all types of career musicians who are struggling to make ends meet while facing illness, disability, or age-related problems. In other words, Healing Musicians in Need.

Freebo (tuba,) Will McFarlane (guitar,) Bonnie Raitt, Ricky Fataar (drums,) Marty Grebb (soprano saxophone,) James “Hutch” Hutchinson (bass) and Walt Richmond (electric piano.)

And Malibu local showed up in droves, a community rallying of support to match that of the LEGENDARY musicians who turned the Canyon Club into a musical celebration and revival meeting: lifting the spirits of all in the room.

Photo by: Matthias von Bank

From the opening blessing by Wishtoyo Foundation founder Mati Waiya and the loving energy of Luhui Ishi Waiya and friends Eddie Olmos and Rosana DeSoto:

To the wonderful Dorothy Lucey, Maibu mother, a star with an incredibly huge heart for children in her work with Mending Kids International, and just about every great children’s cause on the planet, and (who knew?) brilliant co-auctioneer:

Marty Grebb and his daughter Anna

To the incredibly devoted team of MARTY’S ANGELS volunteers, the GREAT stuntwoman extraordinaire ANNIE ELLIS, local musician/musicians’ wife/musician’s mother Leslie Bixler, ghe AMAZING Kim LeDoux, our own Max Gail and Chris Kaul, Barrie Buckner,: Brian, Kristen and John Pietro, , Lovely Lolli, Diane Moss and Matthias Bank, Janice Burns, Bill Bixler, Rosana DeSoto, Carol Bretonne, Skylar Peak…. and Shelby Basso from the UCLA Master Gardening program for the beautiful flowers on your table….. and CASA Escobar (and the entire Escobar family) who extended their support above and beyond their usual generosity, feeding our musicians and keeping them happy and full!

We could write volumes on this legendary nature of this concert. It was a reunion of musicians who have played together, some since 1972, and who came back together playing as seemlessly and transcendently as could be imagined…. it was dreamlike, yet inspiring and worthy of the greatest of rock concerts: energizing, often unbelievable in its sheer musical power and brilliance. 15 year old Ray Goren rocked the blues guitar, and the legends on stage took note, just as those in the audience were taken by surprise. There is no question that Marty’s daughter Anna was another lovely surprise, singing with her father with the love in her eyes that only a father and daughter could completely understand.

At dinner the great Fred Walecki and Howard Malley were honored, as well as all of Marty’s die-hard musician friends. Marty thanked Bridget Sweeney for her love and support! And Chris Kable and Dennis Tufano, who braved BOTH Marty’s Chicago Concert and our Concert at the Canyon Club (and lived to tell the story) were a constant force for good. Marty’s family came out to cheer their guy on: daughter Anna who performed brilliantly on stage, and Nika and Mickey and Willy and Bridgette and April and the entire Malley clan in the audience. This was a love-fest of epic proportions: We were so grateful to the heros in this room who are fighting their own battles with cancer, and to ERIC CLAPTON and DAVID FOSTER who generously donated tickets so that we could reach out to some of our local heroes, two of whom were honored at the dinner: These two young men are fighting the good fight: each of them has faced a serious cancer diagnosis and each of them has fought mightily and with great courage and optimism. These young men are loving brothers, and sons and friends…. they are students pursuing their academic interests and dreams, they are fun-loving, ocean loving, AND THEY ARE WISE BEYOND THEIR YEARS! They are our HEROES. So instead of thanking each of our guests personally for their great contributions to this event — and great they were —— the concert organizers THANKED TWO OF OUR YOUNG HEROES for fighting on: TAYLOR WOODWARD, aged 20 and LYON HERRON, aged 22 stood to the greatest applause of the night during our dinner show. And then it was on to the concert.

Photo by: Rich Saputo So there you have it. A story of love and the healing power of music, love and friendship. A story of a man who wants to live to make more beautiful music, and the friends that rallied because they are musicians who refuse to let one of their brothers go down without a fight. So the noble fight continues. Marty does not use the “C” word, but in this case the “C” word stood for something different: the word was Celebration.

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The California Coastal panel voted unanimously at its recent meeting in Santa Barbara to postpone a decision on rock star David Evans’ proposal to build five mansions of 10,000 to 14,000 square feet each, all with swimming pools on a prime coastal view shed ridge of Sweetwater Mesa. As David Evans of U2 makes another attempt to push his 5 mansion development for approval, letters of opposition have poured in. Among those who raised concerns or complaints were, Mary Wiesbrock of the nonprofit Save Open Space (SOS), the National Park Service, Los Angeles County Supervisor Sheila Kuehl, Chester King, ( a renowned native Chumash archaeologist), Serra Retreat homeowners and the Santa Monica Mountains Conservancy which back in 2011 had agreed to remain neutral on the project in exchange for money and dedicated open space. Joseph Edmiston, the conservancy’s executive director, said his group had been wrong to agree to those terms. “The project is going to have tremendous ... effects,” said Ventura County Supervisor Linda Parks, chairwoman of the conservancy’s board. “It goes against our mission on the conservancy of trying to protect habitat there. This is a real affront to it.” After years of trying to get this project approved with development reductions and coastal recommendations David Evans and his legal team were hoping to have their item heard before a new Santa Monica Mountains Local Coastal Program (LCP) goes into effect Friday. The LCP will present new guidelines for development.

FURTHER THE

from

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What’s wrong with the plan? Everything. According to the Sierra Club who opposes the Edge development these issues are valid legal concerns. Grading: Grading for the project is massive, nearly 42,000 cubic yards (28,720 cubic yards to be cut, 1,490 cubic yards to fill in). It would be a major disruption of the existing landscape. Landslide area: The structures, swimming pools, garages and driveways and the entrance road are slated to be built in areas of mapped landslides. In addition, there will be a16.5-foot-high mesh rockfall stabilization device running more than 300 feet across the hillside. Road grading and building: Grading of a 2,000-plus foot road is required to access the proprieties, and compounds the already huge footprint, along with accessory uses such as lighting, pets, and required brush clearance of large land areas. The overall size and grading is not consistent with the requirements of the Coastal Act to minimize grading and avoid locating structures on known geologic hazards and known landslides. This project is incompatible with its presence in the National Recreation Area. Viewshed: And then there’s what’s called visual degradation of the area. The Coastal Commission Staff admits the project will have impacts that are “unmitigatable” on public views. The proposed five mansions and their associated outbuildings are within the view site of this designated “significant ridgeline” along the Malibu coast. Placement of these homes would have a jarring visual impact. Also the height limit is not to exceed 18 feet above grade, but at least one of the structures exceed this limitation. Fire zone: The entire area has a history of wildfires, and structures built will require extensive resources for fire protection, costly and dangerous for both residents and firefighters. Ecological issues: The land to be developed in this project is comprised of pristine native chaparral, coastal sage scrub and oak woodland habitat with ESHA designation. It is surrounded by some 28,000 acres of undisturbed native habitat. This habitat sustains mountain lions, coyotes, bobcats and other animals who need large undisturbed blocks of habitat to survive.This core habitat area will be severely impacted by development. Growth inducement: Installation of a 7,800-foot water line with a capacity for connecting to adjacent undeveloped properties provides infrastructure that encourages additional development. Core habitat will be cut into pieces by the long water line, access road and brush clearance.Trenching and installation and maintenance of the waterline significantly impacts this presently undisturbed area and is inconsistent with the L.A.

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MC DONALD’S vs.NOBU by David Stansfield

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I know who you are. You are somebody who is reading these words. I know that because otherwise they wouldn’t be words at all, just a series of meaningless black squiggles streaking across bits of paper stuck together with glue. Like Bishop Berkeley’s trees in a park, without you these words could not exist. Without you, these words would never have gone from not being here to being here in a split-second the instant you clapped eyes on them. Like the universe going from nothing to something in a split-second. Like you going from nobody to somebody in a split-second as that same universe arranges for a sperm to touch an egg so it can appear for a brief time disguised as you. It’s pure magic. Abracadabra! Now you’re not here – SNAP! – now you are. Before, there was no you, now there is. So you see I not only know who you are, I know how you are. SNAP. What shall we do with the words you are currently breathing life into? Let’s have a go at these ones: The man who has nothing stares at the man who has everything and smiles. Where do you think we’re going with that? Who is this man who has nothing? Who is the other man who has everything? Why is the former staring at the latter? Why is he smiling? Let’s try to figure out the answers to these questions together. First things first: where are we? We’re in Malibu, California. Yes, I know: movie stars and trust babies. But you’re going to be surprised. Very surprised. There’s a great deal more going on here than meets the eye. Who is this man who has nothing? It’s me. I am a homeless man and I am slouching under a golden arch on the little orange adobe wall of a McDonald’s parking lot in the middle of one of the richest cities in the richest country in the world – the richest country that has ever existed, as a matter of fact. I am in my thirties or forties or fifties. How could you ever tell without knowing what’s going on under these filthy rags? I can no longer tell myself, because I am all filth: my hoodie is filthy, my face and hands are filthy, my bedraggled hair is filthy, my tangled beard is filthy, my battered dark glasses are filthy, and you just know that if you got close to me you would be almost overpowered by that unmistakable, sickly, metallic and irredeemably filthy stench of a body that has slept in gutters and behind bushes and back alley dumpsters for months and years, perhaps even decades for all you know. But of course none of the passers-by on the sidewalk flanking the little orange adobe wall will ever get close to the likes of me, either with their golden limbs or their sky-blue eyes, which look at everything and everyone except me. You can call me Ben, that’s as good a name as any, and there’s little danger of my contradicting you by producing evidence to the contrary. So here I am all alone on my wall like Humpty Dumpty, gabbling away to myself all day long, because there’s nobody else to listen. Well, not quite alone. I do have Poncho, who is also homeless, and also rather filthy, to tell the truth. Poncho is half Chihuahua and half Miniature Pincher. I found him in a dumpster and he’s so small I can (and always do at night when it gets cold) fit him in the capacious pocket of my raggedy old coat, to which I am presently keeping him tied with a piece of string. I strongly suspect, but have no hard evidence, that from the number of clever tricks he can perform, Poncho ran away from the circus. It is one of those days, one of those perfect sunny 72° degree days (even though we’re just a week shy of Christmas and not thirty minutes from sunset) that most people almost everywhere else only experience for a few fleeting summer months. But here every month is a summer month, almost every day a summer day, almost every minute 72° with the humidity just so. One day, one lovely sunny 72° low-humidity day just like this – but somewhere else – people woke up and said, how perfect, just look at that golden sun and sky-blue sky! What if every day could be like this all year long? What if the sun was always golden and the sky was always blue and the temperature and humidity always just right? What if we could stop summer in its tracks and never let it die in the fall or have to be born again in the spring? Just be there all the time forever and ever like God? That was the question. And the answer was California, spelled G-R-E-E-D. For that’s what it is, isn’t it? Come on now, be honest: the ultimate form of greed, plain and simple. I like this, so I want it all the time, every minute of every day, all year round, nothing but sunny blue. Gimme this now and always, gimme, gimme, gimme. I never want another cloud in my life, no more gray, no more dull and dismal. I want nothing but brightness and golden light caressing my golden limbs. Like Croesus, I want everything to turn to gold. After all, that’s why we all rushed to California in the first place, wasn’t it? For the gold.

MALIBU So that’s your typical day in Malibu. “Another day in Paradise,” as the latest crop of fugitives from the Frozen North chortle upon opening their curtains each morning. But beware: Paradise has a habit of changing into a Fool’s Paradise to go along with the Fool’s Gold, and eventually a Poison Paradise to go along with – well, keep reading. There’s a snake in every garden. Now back to what I am doing as I sit on my wall. I’m staring at someone. Who am I staring at? Well, follow my eyes. You don’t have to follow them far, only about fifty feet to the other side of the street, although it might as well be the other side of the universe. As I said, I have nothing. It’s important there is absolutely no doubt about that. Not a cent. No roof over my head, no bed under my bones, no family, no pension, no food I haven’t had to beg for, not even a decent pair of flip-flops. NOTHING – if you exclude the tattered square of cardboard propped up on my lap asking my brother if he can spare a dime dollar, which has obviously borne fruit. If you look closely, you can make out a discarded Double Cheeseburger wrapper at my feet.

So. Where was I? Oh, yes I was staring across the street. But of course this isn’t just any old street, this is one of the most spectacularly beautiful streets on Earth: the legendary Highway 1, a.k.a. the Pacific Coast Highway, which snakes down the middle of Malibu for twenty-seven paradisiacal miles beside the sapphire glitter of a Pacific Ocean fringed with gold dust from the Getty Villa in the east to the Ventura county line in the west. Highway Number One. What else could it be, in a place where it’s the only number anyone ever looks after? Speaking of Number One, back to me. Here I am, Ben Somebody, forget the surname, everyone else has. Here am I, Ben Nobody, staring at someone across this fifty feet of heaven, of hopes and schemes and tourist dreams. Who am I staring at? I am staring at a man with a bottomless fear in his eyes who has EVERYTHING. A man who doesn’t have hundreds of dollars, or thousands of dollars, or millions of dollars, but billions of dollars. A hundred and thirty-nine billion, to be precise. A man who, if he set out to spend a thousand dollars on himself every single day of the year, wouldn’t be done until he was 2,739 years old. A man who, if he wanted to buy himself half-a-million average-priced houses, could do so tomorrow, all cash offers, and still have thirty-nine billion in change. A man whose fortune, if converted into a stack of $1 bills, would reach 29,000 miles into the Heavens, the equivalent of 1,700 Mount Everests piled one on top of the other. A man who would never have enough to quiet his demons, who would cry more, more, more into the grave, digging his grave with mores; a bundle of fears: of never having enough, of losing it all, of being killed by the envious, mugged by the thieves, ransomed by the kidnappers. It’s all very Shakespearian, when you come to think of it: Much Ado About Nothing. I have nothing, he wants for nothing and God fears nothing. And what is this man who wants for nothing – whose name is appropriately, Bill – doing at this minute? This Bill, this Richest Man In The World, this Titan Telecom giant who measures five foot, three and half inches in his purple silk socks, what is he up to as we speak? He’s striding round the corner of what looks like a concrete bunker, something you hide in when the bombs rain down, (“Helter skelter in a summer swelter/The birds flew off with a fallout shelter”); a rectangular blob of concrete just the other side of the fifty feet of concrete, with no windows or doors, solid through and through for all we know, no distinguishing features whatever – well, except for the single enigmatic vaguely oriental four-letter word: NOBU. Does Bill stare at me staring at him? Of course not. He doesn’t see me at all. He can’t see me. I am invisible. Haves and Have Nots live at opposite ends of a one-way street. Haves almost never look at Have Nots, just as Have Nots almost never stop looking at Haves. You can’t avoid them, can you? They’re stuffed in your face and jammed in your ears and rammed down your throat the livelong day. They’re in your magazines and on your billboards, in your movies and on your TV sets, even the newsreaders and the talk show hosts are millionaires with private jets. The rest of us are invisible. Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose. Victor Hugo conceived Les Misérables in a single flash of insight when he saw a starving man being arrested for stealing a loaf of bread as a sumptuous carriage drove by with an immensely rich lady inside looking straight through him as if he were not there at all. That’s me. Some people think I’m not all there. They’re wrong. I’m not all here. The man who has nothing, is nothing. So what has our fearful Bill been doing on the other side of the fallout shelter with the funny name that he’s just walked round in his Italian labels? There are some large objects lined up in the small area in front of the concrete blob that may give you a clue. Very shiny large objects balanced on thick rubber rings, otherwise known as cars or automobiles or vee-hickles as they say in Texas. Although none of these words does them justice. For these wonders on wheels are as perfectly beautiful as Bill’s surgically-enhanced face, have as many Iteye names as his togs, and lie so flat on the ground they might have been stepped on by Godzilla. All of this denoting that Bill is not alone; even he can’t possibly have driven up in all these woppy wonders; even a billionaire can only drive one of the damn things at a time. So there must be other Bills at large, mustn’t there? Such men stick with their own, they hunt in billfolds. What could they all have been doing behind the blockhouse with the funny name? As far as we know, there’s nothing beyond it but a stretch of golden beach. But wait, here comes another clue, or rather two clues, in the sprightly shape of two young men in skinny blue shirts and spindly beige trousers, who have been hovering beside a small wooden desk under a blue and beige parasol also labeled NOBU. Young Man #1 grabs a set of keys from the desk, dashes towards one of the shiniest of the pancaked vehicles – which is all of ten yards away – and presses a button on one of the keys. There’s a whispery beep and suddenly the left side of the steel-gray full carbon- fiber monocoque $3.9 million Lamborghini Veneno (which is Spanish for venom and is “so aggressively styled,” according to one automotive reporter, that “it runs the risk of giving small children nightmares”) leaps up into the air as if it has seen a ghost. #1 almost grazes his nose on the ground as he folds himself into the narrow gap now opened up in the car. The left side of the vehicle guillotines down like a prison door encarcerating #1 in the dago sardine can. Whereupon he drives it ten yards up to Bill, unfolds himself, and hands over the keys in exchange for a fistful of spondulicks. Meanwhile Young Man #2 escorts to the Lambo an apparently teenaged, apparently seven-foot girl with short, sassy, spunky flaxen hair, who’s just teetered round the corner of the concrete bunker on her Christian Louboutin Maralena Flame 5-inch Stiletto Sandals and is now doing something important to her eyelashes in a pocket mirror, her blood-red fingernails flashing in the sun. She is barely covered in a Balmain micro skirt and matching bare-midriff top stretched as tight as the botoxed skin on her perfectly beautiful grandfather/father/husband’s (?) face, which is now turned up at her with just a hint of impatience as she prepares to concertina herself into his

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“TWO WORLDS. ONLY FIFTY FEET APART.” Sprightly young men dashing about? Parking valets. Of course. Get it now? This can only mean one thing: food. The concrete blob must be a restaurant. Of course. It’s either very late lunch or very early dindins time. Bill and his granddaughter/daughter/wife must have been eating. How apt once again: one restaurant facing another across fifty feet of concrete. At the very moment I was sinking what remains of my broken yellow teeth into my McDonald’s $1.47 pink-slime-sodden Double Cheeseburger, courtesy the kind man in the cab, Bill was sinking his hydrogen peroxided dazzlers into a $500 16-ounce Wagyu steak made from Japanese cows “bred with a genetic disposition for the high concentrations of intramuscular oleaginous unsaturated fat that accounts for its tender, juicy marbling characteristics,” as it says on the NOBU Me-and-You. I looked it up in the library, they have really fast wifi. So. Two men, two lunches: put a fez on them, and they could have been Bill and Ben the Flowerpot Men from the old BBC Children’s TV show. Two worlds. Only fifty feet apart. There’s even a set of pedestrian-crossing traffic lights just beyond NOBU that occasionally turn red for a few beguiling seconds as a little green walking man invites you to tempt fate with a fifty-foot dash across the PCH from one world to the next. So near and yet so far. Oh, look, what’s Bill up to now? Oh, how cute: he’s waving goodbye to Lola as she starts to inch his vehicular marvel out of the NOBU parking lot; no mean feat given its intense dislike of traveling a millimeter south of two hundred and twenty-five miles an hour. One inch, two inches, it’s bordering on farce, but nobody seems to notice Lola’s jerkily stopping-and-going like a strobe-lit dancer in a strip joint. She finally makes it to the exit, which is flanked by a pair of majestic palm trees looming over the Lambo; thirty-foot Grenadier Guards with fluffy green busbies and she’s the Queen. I wonder where Her Majesty is going? The answer of course is screaming me in the face – or trumpeting, more like, for the answer is the proverbial pachyderm in the room, looming over everything and everybody so ginormously it’s hitherto been invisible. It’s part of the landscape, it is the landscape – or seascape, more like, for it is almost the horizon itself, dwarfing NOBU, dwarfing half of Malibu: Bill’s Boat. Also known as his ego, for if his body only stretches for 5’ 3½” in his purple silk socks, his ego stretches for 590 feet (only 293 feet short of the Titanic), complete with two hundred crew members in Service Dress White naval uniforms with gold buttons, two helipads, two infinity swimming pools, a cinema, a disco, a basketball court, an anti-paparazzi laser shield and a mini-submarine that can dive to two hundred feet to explore the ocean floor. (You can google your brains out in the Malibu Public Library.) So there’s no doubt where Queen Lola is driving in Bill’s Lambo: to visit her grandfather/ father/husband’s self-esteem via Malibu’s Zuma Beach, whose stainless steel public bathrooms with cold-and-cold running water and no soap, towels or toilet paper is the last resort for the men and women who have nothing but dirt on them and would like to get a bit of it off. That’s it, the puzzle is solved: Her Majesty must be driving herself to Zuma Beach where Bill’s Sikorsky S-92 helicopter with the Hermès-designed interior covered in Toile H with naturally resistant calf leather is waiting to whisk her to Bill’s Boat. Oh dear, she’s stalled. What’s the problem now? Traffic. The PCH is as jammed full of snarling, whining automobiles as Monaco at Formula One time. Even Lola’s venomous Italian nightmare can’t part this sea of angry metal. As Bill shrugs and turns to hurry back into the restaurant, even from over here I can see Lola bouncing up and down in her seat as she stabs at the accelerator with her Marelenos, provoking the neutralized 12-cylinder, 6.5 liter, 750 horsepower overhead quad-cam engine into giving an ear-splitting roar of frustration, a pack of pit bulls caught in a drainpipe, drowning out everything else within a thousand yards. Except for Poncho’s high-pitched yelps. Which is where our yarn really begins. With a piece of string. Specifically, the little piece of cord that tethers Poncho to me, now stretched taut as a bow string as the little guy strains and strains to wrench it away from my raggedy old coat. This time so he can make mincemeat of the growling monster on the other side of the street. Still the monster roars at the endless traffic. Will those crosswalk lights ever turn red? Or are they as evergreen as Bill’s wallet? I look down at the tug-of-war still taking place between Poncho and me as he strains and strains at the little piece of string. Will the string snap or will it hold? Our story hangs by a thread. With his wife, Denise Boiteau, David has written and produced some four hundred television shows in Canada (both in English and French), PBS in the U.S., the Discovery Channel, NHK, Encyclopedia Britannica and Time-Life. Their TV productions have been translated into numerous languages and have won over fifty international film and television awards, including the selection of their “The Middle East” series in the Academy Awards Best Educational Documentary category. David’s most recent published books are One Last Great Wickedness, The Man Who Murdered Time, Take Nothing For Granted, Blood, Attack at Noon, The Seventh Coming, Got a Couple of Minutes? and Highway Robbery. He is currently working on a ninth book, provisionally entitled Cerebrum. He graduated Summa Cum Laude in Modern Arabic from Durham University, followed by further studies in the same language at Cambridge University, the Sorbonne and the University of Toronto, whereupon he was recruited by MI6. David and his wife, Denise Boiteau, have lived in Malibu for 28 years with the son and two daughters they have between them, each of whom founded a clothing company here: Pascal, Freedom Artists with Patrick Jensen; Claire, C&C California with Cheyann Benedict; and Olivia, Three Tees Golf with her husband, lifeguard and aquatic stuntman Brett Smith.

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Are we at the mercy of our hormones? Or the other way around? Most people “entertain themselves with food”, we spend countless hours thinking about it, shopping for it, preparing it, depriving ourselves of it. It’s become a major preoccupation and a downright dilemma for many. Our diet is so much more important than anyone ever thought! You don’t have to look to heaven (the medical community) for HORMONE insight. Not that the medical community doesn’t offer valuable information... but you can do your homework. In addition to the foods to avoid (namely refined sugar, which should be renamed “People Poison”) we should focus on fortifying ourselves with amino acids which are critical to the balance of the nervous and endocrine systems. Many hormonal abnormalities can be corrected in these two systems by replacing deficient amino acids!

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“The National Museum of Animals & Society is far more than just another fabulous, professionally-curated museum with extraordinary, thought-provoking displays intended to enrich the Los Angeles Arts Community; it is a critically impactful next step in the development of a meaningful theory of change and a complete philosophical/academic approach to protecting our non-human partners on this planet. Every great movement has its theoreticians and its philosophers, as well as excellent researchers; the National Museum of Animals & Society is a pivotal force for developing the ongoing intellectual history of Animal Rights and a greater vision of a planet in which all its inhabitants are inherently valued. As a rabbi committed to the well-being of all life and living in Los Angeles, I am elated, and feel blessed to know that the National Museum of Animals & Society, with its talented staff and leadership, will accompany my work and ultimately strengthen our movement for compassion toward all living beings.” What is the National Museum of Animals & Society? NMAS was the brainchild of our founder and director, Carolyn Mullin. The museum was started as a result of the realization that the Animal Protection Movement was the last major social movement which didn’t have a museum dedicated to its cause. NMAS is the first museum of its kind and it seeks to nurture humanity’s legacy of compassion for animals through humane education programming for all ages. Tell us a little about the history of the museum. NMAS was founded in 2010 and began as on online museum. However, we quickly moved into our first physical space which was located on Melrose Avenue in Hollywood. In that gallery, we held six diverse and thoughtful exhibitions and hosted innovative and educational programs and events. With impressive public support, we quickly outgrew that space. So we decided to temporarily close our doors for a few months and focus all of our energy on fundraising, which will enable us to move into our new, much larger facility along Museum Row on Wilshire Boulevard in Los Angeles. We will open the new gallery in the fall of 2015. What is the goal of the museum? Our goal is to educate and enlighten people. We want a kinder, more compassionate world that celebrates animals as sentient beings who are deserving of our attention, understanding and respect. We want to honor the inherent value of the animals with whom we share the planet. We have big plans for our new space and we believe that a museum of this caliber, in such a prestigious location, will promote the credibility and legitimacy of the Animal Protection Movement as a whole, and will bring it into the mainstream. Give us some examples of the museum’s past exhibits? Some examples of past exhibitions include: “Be Kind – A Visual History of Human Education”, “My Dog is My Home – The Experience of Human-Animal Homelessness”, “Light in Dark Places – Anti-Vivisection from Victorian Era to Modern Day”, and “Elephant – Forget me Not”. We also hosted numerous educational and motivational events. And what about future exhibits? We will continue to present animal protection issues through world-class curating in a palatable, viewer-friendly manner. Our new facility will allow us space to present our permanent exhibit “Animal Protection: An American Movement,” which addresses topics including, “Pet overpopulation and the need for spay and neuter laws”, “Wildlife concerns and conservation”, “Factory farming and alternative food sources”, “Animals in entertainment”, “Animals in Fashion”, “Cosmetic testing and alternative testing methods”. We will also host rotating exhibits such as our upcoming “Crazy Cat Ladies” and “Religion & Animals”. This new space will enable us to offer even more educational events such as film screenings, lectures, receptions, panel discussions, classes, and field trips. What else can we expect from the museum? Well, many people don’t know that the Animal Protection Movement has a long and rich history. This history will now have a home. The museum will actively continue its collection of artifacts, archives, oral histories and research materials from around the world. This will ensure that the museum will serve as the preeminent storehouse for the Animal Protection Movement, domestic and abroad. Also, as a premier research institute, it will provide unique resources to scholars, educators and the general public. Have you received support from the public? Our support has been overwhelming. We have experienced excellent attendance at all of our exhibit openings. We have welcomed visitors from not only across the country, but from around the world. We have gotten the support of many celebrities and community leaders. We are very proud to be working with many of the leading animal protection groups in the country. This level of support is what spurred us to open our new facility. We will now have the opportunity to reach many more people, from all walks of life, and for generations to come. Tell us about your leadership team.

And finally, tell us about your fundraising gala taking place on June 6th. Yes, we are very excited about our gala, which starts at 6:30 pm on June 6th. It is being held in the beautiful Regency Ballroom at the Olympic Collection in West Los Angeles. We will start with a cocktail reception on a city-view terrace, followed by a gourmet sit-down dinner. We will have celebrity presenters and guests. We will honor Moby – Musician, Artist and Restauranteur, Tracey Bregman – Emmy Award winning actress, as well as the founding members of START Rescue – Adam Tarshis, Rene Ruston, and Steve Spiro. We will have live entertainment in the form of music, comedy and magic. There will also be live and silent auctions with fabulous items. We encourage everyone to attend. You can purchase tickets online at www.museumofanimals.org, or by calling Heather at (310) 887-6700.

Photo: Emily Goodman

We have a fabulous team which includes employees, volunteers, an active board of directors, and an honorary board. These individuals offer a wide range of experience and talent, and come from arenas such as museum management, advocacy, legislation, business, finance, and education. We also have an advisory council which includes academics who are the premier leaders in the fields of animal sentience and welfare. We are a cohesive team, all supporting the concept that humane education can heal the planet.

Local philanthropists Diane Burnett, Gala host Bobi Leonard, Cindy Landon and Tracey Bregman with Andrea Kichaven, Kandy Lozano and Board member Shelley Traywick.

ENVIRONMENT

TIDAL

by Steve Woods

MYSTERIES

You Never Know What Will Wash Up On Shore One of the great things about an early morning beach stroll is you never know what has drifted to shore over night . Tom Hanks in the movie Castaway was stranded alone on an island in the middle of the South Pacific when he befriended a Wilson volleyball that washed ashore who he named “Wilson”.

Northern kelp “pretzel”.

Without Wilson and other debris that floated in on the currents ,Tom might not have survived his terrible ordeal Tom survived and was rescued years later only to find out his beloved wife married another man because she presumed he had perished from the plane crash but in saddness he moved on with a FED-EX package that had washed ashore on the island and ended up delivering it to beautiful and loving country woman and a new hope for the future. “You never know what the tide will wash up “,a quote from the movie that will stick with me forever . You may not be stranded on a distant island but you may be strolling down one of Malibu’s 27 miles of beaches and find strange things that have drifted ashore from the vastness of the ocean. You never know what mysteries or blessings may wash up on the shores of your soul . Along with shark eggs and strange kelp bulbs from distant shores, a second wave of jellyfish-like invertebrates have washed up on Malibu’s beaches by the Millions . These tiny clear and blue sea creatures called Velella Velella have turned up the several years en masse, along beaches from central to southern California that have surprised even veteran biologist to see such a large amount of the beached marine life.Though Jellyfish have no brain, no heart , no gills , no blood and no complex nervous system they have been drift ing along on ocean currents for over 650 millions years, even before dinosaurs lived on the Earth. The jellylike creatures pulse along on ocean currents and are abundant in cold and warm ocean water, in deep water, and along coastlines.Most jellyfish squirt water from their mouths that propell them forward b ut this 2nd wave of Vella Vella jellyfish that have recently been washing onto Malibu’s shores this spring by the millions were blown here by strong ocean winds that steer their above water sails. Also called “ by-the-wind sailor ,” they tack mostly down wind and across seasonally changing currents . “ It’s a little bit out of whack,” Rich Mooi, curator of invertebrate zoology and geology at the California Academy of Sciences, told to The Los Angeles Times. But, he added, the late arrival of the velellas doesn’t signify a larger problem in the ocean.Instead, as their colloquial name suggests, the velellas were likely at the mercy of the weather.” They go where the wind goes,” Jim Watanabe, a lecturer at Stanford University’s Hopkins Marine Station, told SFGate.

Vella Vella jellyfish found on Zuma Beach.

Jellyfish have tiny stinging cells in their tentacles to stun or paralyze their prey before they eat them. Inside their bell-shaped body is an opening that is its mouth. They eat and discard waste from this opening. Though the Vella Vella jellyfish can be an irraitant ,other type stings can be painful to humans and sometimes very dangerous. But jellyfish don’t purposely attack humans. Most stings occur when people accidentally touch a jellyfish, but if the sting is from a dangerous species, it can be deadly. Jellyfish digest their food very quickly. They wouldn’t be able to float if they had to carry a large, undigested meal around. They dine on fish, shrimp, crabs and tiny plants. Sea turtles relish the taste of jellyfish. Some jellyfish are clear, but others are in vibrant colors such as pink, yellow, blue, and purple, and often are luminescent. The Chinese have fished jellyfish for 1,700 years. They are considered a delicacy and are used in Chinese medicine. What will wash up on tomorrows high tide line ?

Changing seasons, changing currents.

BELOW: Some sharks have egg sacks.

MALIBU

SUMMER SESSIONS at Cross Creek Farm

CROSS CREEK FARM had great success on the spring

horse show circuit in Southern California. Cross Creek riders show in association with Waldenbrook Farm at hunter/jumper shows on the “A” horse show circuit. The barn has a great show series coming up in late spring and summer for riders of all ages—adults, juniors, and younger pony riders.

Pony camp begins at Cross Creek Farm in June and will continue throughout the summer, weekly from Tuesday through Friday. In addition to lessons on horseback, students will learn a variety of horse care skills, and will establish a connection to the horses outside of time in the saddle. Activities each day will vary, and campers will enjoy games, arts and crafts, and observing various equine professionals such as veterinarians and blacksmiths. Students are encouraged to participate with grooming, feeding, and caring for the horses and learning the importance of human’s roles in a well-balanced horse. No previous riding experience is necessary, we offer camp to riders ages 4-15. Contact: crosscreekmalibu@gmail.com 310.650.7146

CROSS CREEK FARM Malibu, California

H U N T E R S, J U M P E R S, E Q U I T A T I O N, P O N I E S

LESSON HORSE PROGRAM Welcoming riders of all ages and abilities We have a quality selection of horses and ponies for sale or lease. Lesley Bulechek (310) 909-3883 Diane Dufau (310) 650-7146 Karli Postel (805) 496-6057 3661 Cross Creek Rd. Malibu, CA. 90265

PETS

CANINE CONVERSATIONS Whether we like it or not, the animal that we cohabitate with can sometimes be annoying when they won’t shut up, and so can our dogs Barking is one of the behaviors that we wish we could switch off, sadly we can’t. Dogs bark when they are startled, when they want to play, when something intrigues them and to scare off intruders. Barking is also one of the key things that separate our dogs from their ancestors, the wolf. Wolves don’t bark and one of the reasons we ascribe to that is that dogs are genetically “immature wolves.” Clients will hire me to “teach their dogs to stop barking.” My response to these calls is often the same: “It’s nearly impossible to do this.” That is to say, there is no magic wand; it’s a training that takes a very long time to remedy. I wrote an article about Bark Busting that gave good advice. This works if you’re able to dedicate a lot of time and work to your dog. For example we know that dogs bark out of boredom and frustration, so giving your dogs exercise and things to keep them occupied may prevent barking. Furthermore, barking can lead to more destructive behaviors; so nipping barking in the bud early may help prevent bigger problems. Some steps you can take to curb barking are simple. 1.Be sure your dog has exercise daily especially before you leave him alone. 2. If your dog is going to be alone leave him toys as well as chew treats such as a Kong stuffed with food to occupy his time. 3.If possible have someone check in or even walk your dog if possible. If your dog barks in spite of these things you may have a dog that needs a bit more help. Sadly people will often give up on their dogs before taking it to the next step. People dump dogs in shelters and think someone else will want them. However, if you don’t want your dog, chances are no one else will want him either. Shelters kill thousands of “good dogs” with no behavioral issues – dogs with issues have nearly no chance of being saved, so please think about this before giving up on your best friend. Using an electronic collar to stop a dog from barking is often the best choice, but let me be clear, I don’t mean remote controlled collars; I mean “electronic bark limiters.” The difference is simple; remote collars require you to push the button to correct the dog. The problem with these is that when you don’t push the button the dog continues barking and the dog “learns” to bark at certain times. Bark limiters are computer controlled collars that learn the dogs barking patterns and control them. They start out with very slight stimulation and adjust themselves automatically to accommodate your dog’s barking. That means they turn themselves up and down to control and teach your dog not to bark. Some people may opt for citronella type collars, and when they work they’re great. However for serious barkers I’d recommend an electronic collar. There are times when I use electronic bark collars on my personal dogs. Both of my dogs are protection /obedience trained. Even still, there are times when I want them to bark, but there are times when I don’t. By using a bark limiter I am able to teach my dog when I don’t want them to bark (usually when I’m not around and they annoy my neighbors) they learn this lesson when they are wearing the collar. The technology in the collar is very intuitive; it corrects the dog at low levels and only increases the stimulation when the dog doesn’t respond to the lower level stimulation. Once a dog understands the collar there is often no need to even turn it on. These collars are not cruel, allowing a dog to bark incessantly is cruel, hitting or punishing a dog for barking is cruel and the cruelest thing of all is giving up on your dog and dumping him at a shelter where he will be killed is cruel, so please think about this. Barking is not a bad thing, and I don’t recommend trying to stop a dog from barking all the time, this article is for dogs who are barking out of control. When you are ready to get a bark limiter, please don’t get the cheapest one, get a good one. The two I recommend and use are the Sport Dog brand and the ECollar Technology brand. They can both be found online and the later can be found on my website blackbeltdogtraining.com

BARK

BUSTING

Cats Meow, Cows Moo, Birds Chirp, People talk and YES… Dogs Bark By Robert Cabral

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