Sep. 23rd, 2009

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Every time I went to Vancouver, the Greyhound bus would swing by the Cobalt and I would get a quick glimpse of who was playing.
I always wanted to see a punk show there, despite the reports of OD'd junky stiffs being hauled out of the hotel upstairs (at the rate of one a week in the late 90s, when some especially potent heroin hit the streets), but never had the time.
Now I never will.

Last Stand for a Heavy Metal Haunt
Wendy Thirteen presides over the Cobalt Hotel bar, a world facing its doom.

By Darryl Greer, Today, TheTyee.ca

It's a familiar late evening scene in front of Vancouver's Cobalt Hotel. Amid clouds of rising cigarette smoke, long-haired revellers in dark clothes puff away before disappearing into the dimly lit haunt. Some years back, the Cobalt was converted from a strip club into the city's premier live heavy metal and punk rock venue. The only remnant of its previous life is a crudely wired sign over the entrance that's supposed to glow "Girls, Girls, Girls," but instead, due to neglect, reads "..., ...., G...."

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