You enter to the sweet song of two metal-heads arguing about music. “Okay, name me one decent album in the last five years,” says one. “No, they’re all shit,” says the other. On your right, a white board details prices and policies. At the bottom, it reads “Dirty Looks Free.”

Welcome to the mid twentieth century in beautiful Alameda! If you were swept out to sea, on what kind of island would you hope to seek refuge? A mysterious, tropical island filled with your hot travelmates, like in Lost? Gilligan’s Island? This crazy-ass cluster of islands for rich people? Well,