Salgueiro samba school celebrate Carnival of books!
I never really understood it to be a literary occasion per se. On the other hand, it’s a natural combination: if you think about it, what are the two things you do in bed besides sleep?
W2 4 u
Yes, tonight W2 comes alive with more hawt literary action than you’ve seen this side of an Anais Nin concordance. Five bucks gets you in to this funky-bohemian artspace to enjoy shoulder-rubbing proximity to the real writers who are putting Vangroover on the cultural map. Tonight’s lineup features many ex-Duthieites including your host, Sean Cranbury, one of the infamous Cellar Dwellers of the old Hornby and Robson store (where I bought my first edition copy of Neuromancer, sigh, back when it was new).
Duthie Books closed for good on Monday, so if you want to celebrate one of the world’s best bookstores, tonight and our Wake next Monday are pretty much your only chances. But although the store may be gone, the literary tradition continues. Yes, the force is strong with these ones, so catch them now before they’re too famous to return your calls.
The Lineup (full deets on the RealVancouverWritersSeries):
See you there?
The Patient Succumbed to Amazonitis
Get your tickets now on Eventbrite!
http://www.eventbrite.com/registerbutton?eid=418674266
Online ticket sales are closed, but you can still reserve (and it’s strongly recommended that you do) by emailing Lorraine dot murphy at gmail dot com.
Help us wake the soon-to-be-late but always-great Duthie Books, one of the world’s great independent booksellers. Sadly, after more than a half a century of informed and impassioned involvement in the literary world, Duthie’s last location will be shutting its doors at the end of February.
We see no reason to wait till it’s dead to have a wake, so come out and reminisce and help us celebrate a great bookstore and an intellectual institution. This is a chain invitation, so pass it along to all who may be interested, either by copying it into an email, pointing out this blog post, or by inviting people by using the link in the sidebar on Facebook. Half of the Vancouver literati used to work there, buy there, or just try to chat up people in the Cellar (not as filthy as it sounds, outsiders!).
We will be accepting book donations for charity! All books and $5 from each ticket sold will go to the Stratcona One to One Literacy program. Keep books alive! And remember, Duthie Books IS having their regular sale starting at the end of January, so you can show your support for Duthie Books and contribute to charity at the same time if you buy the books to donate at Duthie.
We won’t have a presenter, but we MAY have a coffin. There will be many surprises there. Don’t forget to wear black! Full mourning dress preferred. Celia Duthie will be our guest of honour.
If you have a collection of old Duthie Bookmarks, please bring them in. They’ll be photographed for posterity and the best one will win a prize.
Ex-Duthieites are encouraged to attend, moderately encouraged to get maudlin, strongly encouraged to get into storytelling, and absolutely COMPELLED to get into the whiskey.
Come out and share your reminiscences of the deceased, and toast the memory of a fine, upstanding bookstore who never turned away an intellectual in need of brain food or met an esoteric literary magazine it didn’t like. God, I’m getting weepy just thinking about it!
Details: Since we expect this event to be packed, please reserve your ticket in advance on Eventbrite.
7pm till late
Monday, February 15th, 2010
The Shebeen, behind the Irish Heather pub, 212 Carrall Street, Maple Tree Square, Gastown, Vancouver
$20 (proceeds to charity) includes a drink and dinner, with a choice of:
- entree salad
- vegetarian pasta
- bangers and mash
- fish and chips
- sleeve of domestic draft or glass of white or red wine
Dress code: funereal. Black beret and tame yet ominous raven optional.
N is for Neville, done in by ennui. Check out the Gashleycrumb Tinies series by photographer Christine Mladic
Related Wailings and the Rending of Garments from around the interwebs:
Z is for Zillah who drank too much gin. Looking forward to that myself
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You laugh, but I went to a party like that once.
Poetry? Poetry that rhymes??? We can’t be having any of that shizznit around here.
What would the hipsters think?
The Shebeen Club 