Truth Be Told Victoria

So here we are.  A coouple of weeks into the new year and not too much has changed.  People are still who they are and shit still stinks.  The roads are awash with winter rain and the people that drive are still bad at it and worse when the weather isn't perfect.  Cyclists are crazier than ever, moving in careless flashes through and with/against traffic and bearing all the weather.  Art has slowed down and music has bundled itself into some starnge and pointless balls of pure putrid stench.  Laugh with me or at me or don't laugh at all.  I've taken abuse and compliment, all of it, as a poke and a caress of firey love and stinky hatred.

Last week I went out to the Fernwood Inn.  It felt oddly uncomfortable and hoity toity. It was over priced and the selection sucked. For the neighbourhood it felt like a miss.  Rich theatre going filth.
Wednesday I headed down to Logans for the record swap night.  I was quite disappointed that it was not happening.  This was shitty, as the bar wasn't as lively or interesting as I had hoped it would be, and I didn't really feel like venturing all the way downtown just to sit in some other shitty bar.
So, a bottle of wine and home.
Thursday I checked out White Ribs, Golden Axe and Human Demise.  This was at Logans and rocked!  It was excruciatingly loud, but the underlying melodies that rang beneath the veil of noise was panty wettingly good stuff!  White Ribs! Two guys with no shirts and hoods over their heads railing the train through your head with subliminal psych overtones. This was amazing! You missed out.
Friday night I got talked into going out to Lucky bar. Why I keep doing this to myself I don't know.  DJ basketball shitty dance night.  The music was all terrible, it's just the crowd is an immature ass grabbing bag of cocks!  A friend and I left and went to Swans.
This was ok. Pretty typical bar with a typical bar band.  Too loud to talk. Kind of ok though. The yam fries were great!
Saturday I went to the movies. True Grit.  I love the Cohen Brothers. They do not disappoint. Go see it.
Sunday I went to the Hootenanny at Logans. This is an open stage that is apparently world famous.  People tend to know a lot of the songs that are being performed by their regulars. The bar is super packed and thanks to waitresses I was able to get drinks without waiting in line.  This is quite a piss up. I cannot emphasize it enough. Sunday afternoon debauchery! I had no idea. I don't think this is something I can repeat too often. However, it certainly does seal the neighbourhood kinship and Logans as the headquarters for all walks from not just the neighbourhood but the entire city. Pretty impressive.
Truth be told Victoria, I am one hungover little lady today!  Still fuzzy and I'm certain it is reflected in this weeks blog. Blog. Blog. Blog. Blog.
Love Max xo

Truth Be Told Victoria

Truth be told Victoria, you're a strange lot! Pretty wimpy on most fronts. The Art is mediocre to poor at best. The food is trying. The music....this seems to be your strong point.
The cliqueee night life is quite disappointing.  Not much can get done as far as creating a well rounded counter culture to birth greatness from if you don't mix yourselves up a bit.
Also, you are a real whiney bunch.  This isn't cold!  Go anywhere else in Canada or the northern U.S. and you will freeze your tight little babied asses off!
Anyhow, I am back!  And for this entry I am making a best of and worst of list.  I'm sure I'm on many of your worst of lists, but then again, I'm also on many of your best ofs.

Worst bands I've seen since coming to Victoria-

Electric Empress

Whatever that last act was at the Camas benefit show at Logans last tuesday. Chicken Man.

A Day in the Life

VonBones

Kristian Values/Babysitter

Boys and Girls TV club

Growler

Techromancer

Zolabud

Year of the Rat

And a few I'm sure I have forgotten


Best Bands/acts I've had the plaesure to see since arriving here-

Leonard Cohen (I know he's not local,but he is Canadian so does he count?)

Slam Dunk

High Arctic

Run Chico Run

Himalayan Bear

The Poor Choices

The Revolutionary Cyborg Band

The Role models

Whatever that band was at Talk is Cheap that night I went

Bank Robber (though they might as well be Slam Dunk)

Fujiya Yakimoto in a couple of months if they stay together


Best Venue-

Logans

Talk is Cheap

Sugar

Open Space

Worst-

Rehab

Save on Foods

Lucky

That place under the sticky wicket


Whatever the 50/50 in hindsight seems to hold promise.  Some of the artists works I've seen outside of the gallery and on their own accord hold some merit and hope.
I can see how if one were to step outside of a scene here how they could get some work done. The arts are a funny thing in this city. The  Art gallery truly sucks dicks and the lack of direction among the creative spirit is encouraged by the people who run this city.
WTF?! That seems to be where the real problem here is.  A major lack of support and funding.  This town is filled to the brim with the filthy rich, and they seem to do nothing to help it's culture grow and flourish.
Truth Be told Victoria I would love to suck you off if you had the balls to come all over the place!
Much love,
Max xo