Earlstown Winter is a very Canadian band. Stomping Tom sang about snowmobiles and PEI potato haulers. The Tragically Hip probably know the career stats of every small town kid who ever laced up a pair of skates. That’s Canadiana. Earlstown Winter are Canadian. This might be the only place on Earth where they could have […]
It started with a foot, a picture, and a hallway. It ended with me, fearing for my life, dragging my terrified body through Vancouver’s streets. I’d peer around corners and squint down alleys. I was avoiding The VanDolls. Now to be fair, I had slighted them. I’d promised them a review and that review never […]
Even as I begin to type, I have no idea where I am going to post this. Facebook notes are usually a waste of my time and it is probably too tangential for burlesquestars.net. Too personal for the YVR blog and not self-centred and smutty enough for The Bastard’s Notebook. I’m going to start by […]
Melody Mangler has a very dirty mind. I wouldn’t have her any other way. I pride myself on my ability to skew every childhood memory one may have but she has taken that to a whole new level with her latest endeavour and my hat is off to her. Mangler, the writer (artistic director and […]
Living my life the way that I do has had several regrettable side effects. One of these is my description of the past being either “a while ago” or “yesterday.” Sometime, between a while ago and yesterday, a website, “Tales From A Bar Stool“, popped up on my radar. It was filled with usually humorous, […]
We’re on course for the coldest June on record. It’s feeling like fall. Generally speaking, spring and fall are the major fashion moments of the year. Friday was a weird day because it looked like the Vancouverites in Yaletown were dressing for both. Below are the photos I took over half and hour, Friday afternoon.
I was invited to The Rio Theatre for “Cheeky Tiki Luau: Scout Boutique Retro Fashion Show, Tropical Party, and Pop-up Shop”. Taking my shoes off at the beach is about as “tropical” as I get. When I saw on the invite that “Aloha and tropical wear is STRONGLY encouraged, vintage or not just make it island […]
Of the three pictures below, two are by world-famous, professional fashion/street photographers. One is by a young, local photographer who wishes to join their ranks. I think she deserves to have her work seen on the scale of the other three. Follow the link at the end to see if you can help her get there. Cheers, BSC […]
My family has a cattle ranch in the Rockies. It was there that I learned that the night sky has far more stars than anyone who lives in the city will ever see. It’s called “light pollution.” The light that the city gives off, the buildings, the streetlights, the cars; all of them combine to […]
I prowl your streets. Sometimes alone, sometimes in the pack, but always howling. I both love and violate you with ink and film, kisses and urine. I have seen your beauty and photographed your gaping wounds. Sometimes my love for you makes me nauseous, afraid. But it is love all the same.
stories of my life & city 