{"id":1161,"date":"2009-03-30T00:47:46","date_gmt":"2009-03-30T04:47:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/yulelog\/?p=1161"},"modified":"2009-03-29T21:48:37","modified_gmt":"2009-03-30T04:48:37","slug":"so-much-bubbling-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/yulelog\/2009\/03\/30\/so-much-bubbling-up\/","title":{"rendered":"So much bubbling up"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As we work on <a href=\"http:\/\/metrocascade.com\/\">MetroCascade<\/a>, I continue to be amazed by all the bloggers, events, and sources that we uncover (ok, that <strong>I<\/strong> uncover!).<\/p>\n<p>One twenty-something dude told me that he didn&#8217;t think there was any value in uncovering the cool stuff in Victoria. He didn&#8217;t think there was cool stuff in Victoria.<\/p>\n<p>Whatever. I&#8217;m nearly 3 decades older than he is, and I remember all the cool stuff that I enjoyed in Victoria BC when I was 14, 15, 16, 17 years old: the Churchill pub (ok, I was underage\/ drinking illegally: bite me), now reincarnated as the Jellyfish Lounge (and still troublesome!); Sappho&#8217;s (an early 1970s private gay bar in Victoria, unlicensed, where you could dance till 4 a.m. and then go to a 24-hour cafe &#8211; Scott&#8217;s! &#8211; for a butter tart and cup of tea, before heading home at dawn); the Quee Queg Cafe in Bastion Square (oh, scan thru this <a href=\"http:\/\/www.haloscan.com\/comments\/hormel26c\/1578012288420005019\/\">comments thread<\/a> for more info on <a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=CVhb4KFO6nk\">Valdy<\/a> &#8211; Valdy? Jesus, I completely forgot about that <a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=NtNSljYgDe8\">darned old hippie<\/a>!); amazing events at local music venues; the list goes on&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>And the point is that it&#8217;s still going on. What I saw in my underage degeneracy wasn&#8217;t a fluke. It was normal for here.<\/p>\n<p>You know, it&#8217;s like that <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Ren%C3%A9_Magritte\">Magritte<\/a> painting:<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm2.static.flickr.com\/1282\/801342233_64d7b33bae.jpg\" alt=\"Rene Magritte, Ceci n'est pas une pipe\" width=\"465\" height=\"360\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Ceci n&#8217;est pas une pipe<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>This is not Victoria<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">(&#8230;.Oh yes it is.)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">(PS: I was never a Valdy fan, by the way. I wasn&#8217;t a folkie. Still don&#8217;t like the style. Just saying. I do remember that one time, when I was 14 or 15, I was hitchhiking on Hillside Avenue with my friend, and we got picked up by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.moseallison.net\/\">Mose<\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.moseallison.com\/\">Allison<\/a> and his band. They were in town to play a concert at UVic. We told <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Mose_Allison\">Mose<\/a> in the most sage tones we could muster that UVic was out in the sticks, and that he and the band really should go downtown instead. True.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As we work on MetroCascade, I continue to be amazed by all the bloggers, events, and sources that we uncover (ok, that I uncover!). One twenty-something dude told me that he didn&#8217;t think there was any value in uncovering the cool stuff in Victoria. He didn&#8217;t think there was cool stuff in Victoria. Whatever. 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