Shellbound: A Kavatender’s Journey from Maui to Downtown Phoenix 

Step into Lacuna on a weekday afternoon and you’ll likely hear it before you see it: the easy basslines of Gregory Isaacs or Chronixx floating through the air, mingling with the earthy scent of fresh root. Behind the bar is Joshua, steady-handed and unbothered, shell in hand, soundtrack selected, wearing a look that says: This ain’t my first rodeo.