Jay Currie

As nearly as I can see from Bob Lefsetz’s post the man walked around the block in downtown Vancouver. Apparentluy no one told him that its a peninsula:

But it turned out not to be the bay.  But a river.  Off in the distance, high in the sky, I could see the lights of Grouse Mountain, where people were night skiing.  But down at my level…  There was fog.  Across the river were evergreens fading in and out of sight.  It was just like “Snow Falling On Cedars”.  There wasn’t a single other soul there, but I felt so ALIVE!  It was just me and my thoughts.  L.A. is fun in the sun, Vancouver is people.  Three-dimensional.  Not dieted down for photo shoots, but human beings. bob lefsetz 

The Ramones; ex-manager gets Vancouver. Delightful.