It’s been around since 1994 but does anyone ever really notice it? Passing over the plaques of Dal Richards and Diana Krall this afternoon I was inspired to find out more about Vancouver’s own walk of fame.
The Starwalk pays tribute to local musicians, entertainers, producers, actors and radio DJ’s, which is a compliment to the old days of Granville street itself. The Starwalk spans from the entrance of the Orpheum, heads East up Granville and even loops around the back of the building including inductees’ tiles on the wall that borders Seymour street.
But just who runs the Starwalk and who decides which celebs get included?
The B.C. Entertainment Hall of Fame honours BC residents who have made an outstanding contribution to entertainment in British Columbia, across Canada, and around the world.
Starwalk at the Orpheum was inaugurated on July 24, 1994, honouring members with plaques embedded in the sidewalk along Granville Mall near the Orpheum. The Starwall gallery inside the Orpheum is a display of member’s photos. To date 158 individuals have been honoured with induction into the Hall of Fame and Starwalk at the Orpheum.
The Vancouver Favourites category honours international entertainment personalities who have captured the hearts of Vancouverites through frequent visits to the city. Their plaques are installed on the exterior of the Orpheum near the Stage Door at 865 Seymour Street. [BC Entertainment Hall of Fame]
However, the Starwalk’s been criticized for excluding, or not yet inducting several internationally-acclaimed, big name stars:
Where are B.C.’s two big movie stars of the 1940s — Penticton’s Alexis Smith, who shared the screen with Humphrey Bogart and Cary Grant and later won a Tony Award, and Vancouver’s Yvonne De Carlo, who starred in many movies and later TV’s The Munsters?… ….Burnaby’s Michael J. Fox (Back to the Future), Carrie-Anne Moss (The Matrix) and New Westminster’s Raymond Burr (TV’s Perry Mason)? [TheProvince]
Regardless, the next time you’re taking a stroll to the Adidas or Puma store, take a look down and see if you recognize any of the names under your feet. If you don’t, then why not go home and Google them to find out more about these instrumental players in BC’s entertainment history.
More Starwalk info is available on the BC Entertainment Hall of Fame website, or blog (although someone should really get them off Blogger) and a list of inaugural inductees is on the Vancouver History site.
On Wednesday January 23, 2008 there will be an open house at the Pacific Centre Atrium (Georgia and Howe, 12-1:30 pm and 4:30-7:30 pm) for all interested parties to view approved sketches and get answers to questions with regards to the redesign of Granville street.
The purpose of the will be to “enhance traffic, pedestrian movement and vitality of Granville from Drake to Cordova”.
A two-block long civic plaza is proposed to be centered on the high point of Granville Street at Georgia Street. The plaza, characterized by both permanent and temporary installations, is envisaged as the centre of commercial street life in the downtown. Access to the two Granville Street rapid transit stations between Robson and Dunsmuir Streets will also be facilitated by the wider sidewalks of the civic plaza. [See: Approved Design]
As for the Starwalk, it will be included in all plans going forward, as confirmed on the city’s site last March.
I realize right off the bat that the title may be misleading for those Google searching something else in Yaletown but “Blo” is actually the name of a “Wash. Blow. Go.” salon on Hamilton.
Wash. Blow. Go. Under 30 dollars. Just over 30 minutes [BloMeDry.com]
At first I scoffed of the idea of a hair salon not doing any haircuts or colour and simply washing your hair for you how lazy can you be?. Then I clued into the fact that drying your hair also equals styling your hair. Sometimes after a hair cut my favourite part is when my hairdresser busts out the flat iron and I get to pretend I have ‘skyscraper straight’ hair for the day. Since my office Christmas party is tonight, I decided it would be the perfect time to hop across the street to “Blo”.
though there’s a lump in my hair for this pic
The space is very white however hot pink beams all around; from the flat irons down to the jar of Hubba-Bubba at the waiting area. The staff is friendly and the iMac at the counter gave me a sense of comfort. It took about 35 minute to wash, blow, and flat iron my long hair, which is about 2-3 inches past my shoulders.
I would have appreciated a little more use of product to help tame some stubborn frizzy bits but all in all it was a good experience. I think I mostly paid for the convenience, as I would normally just visit my regular stylist on Denman for anything to do with my hair.
They lived up to their slogan as the bill was no more than $31 with tax, and I walked away from “Blo” pretty pleased.
I should also mention that at other salons downtown a “blow” service like this costs $40 and up – there’s no “and up” at Blo.
“Blo” is located at 1150 Hamilton. They take walk-ins but you can also call ahead for an appointment as they seemed pretty busy.
Edit: They also have a Tab where you can accumulate 8 visits/styles and get one free.
It’s a shame I can’t remember the sound of the electric trolley transit buses that rolled up and down either side of Aberdeen Ave. They were yellow and white with black trim, and had rear doors that opened on the driver’s side to accommodate loading on one-way streets and off the boulevard under the maple trees.
Aberdeen was a rather short street, T’ing off on either end. To the North was Fresh Pond, an urban oasis surrounded by running trails and off-leash areas for cocker-spaniels wearing knitted garments from Huron Village. To the South, Mt. Auburn and the entrance to a dauntingly large cemetery that I always wanted to visit but could never find a good enough excuse to enter. It was located on top of a hill overlooking the Charles River that wound through the area like a coiled spring. I love the Charles even though it always turned me about when navigating the streets. One minute it was on my left, then I’d soon catch a glimpse of rowing clubs and kayakers passing by on my right.
The Charles / Harvard
The house on Aberdeen, even with its lack of a yard, was pleasant, as were its twins up and down the street. Front steps, shrubs, porches, and that one house on the corner that perpetually displayed an “Impeach Bush” sign in the window. We were on the top floor, including access to the finished attic which was Jay’s room, so it seemed like two levels. You would open the front door to find a wooden staircase that creaked and as you ascended into the living room. The wallpapered ceiling in the stairwell seemed to get lower the higher you went but it soon opened up to a sitting room. The dining room was to the right and was separated by French doors that we never closed. From there, heading straight to the back of the house was my territory. Just off the kitchen, next to the bathroom.
My room alone was probably about 400 square feet – I had too much space and I wasn’t sure what to do with it. I went to Target and bought some modular furniture including two side tables, a laundry basket, and this big drawer that looked out of place in any setting. Gazing out my back window I saw a canopy of Maple and Oak. Just past a small span of grass, there was a parking lot for a modest four-storey office complex. I didn’t buy curtains for a few days so I’m certain the workers got to know me very well, although I never peered back at them. In the evenings I’d walk through that parking lot on my way to Shaw to buy pasta, crackers and other depressing foods that couldn’t be combined to make a complete meal by any means.
Shaw was great, aside from the 4-litre jugs of wine available down aisle 12 they also had self-serve checkouts so I wouldn’t have to talk to anyone if I was having a down-day.
Cambridge Water Works/Fresh Pond – Photo credit: FredSmith on Flickr
There were leaves, chestnuts and foliage everywhere, except on pathways. Being how wet autumn leaves on cement are conducive to slipping I’m not sure if everyone was just extremely considerate, or because I was in a nation obsessed with law suits, but every sidewalk was always cleared. Walking home from the grocery store I’d usually call my sister or mom with my one free hand as I huffed back up Aberdeen with my goods.
The hardwood floors were sturdy, polished and cold. I did buy a small rug for my room, which helped somewhat with making it less echoey but it still didn’t feel like home for quite a while. Jay gave me an old TV set that, when plugged straight into the wall, still received 3 channels. I bent a metal coat hanger MacGuyver-style and stuck it in the cable input to get about 5 more stations, crystal clear. On top of that, I had my laptop, candles and wi-fi, what else could a lonely girl in a new country and city ask for?
There I would sleep, wake, dress, do my nails and lounge for the next few months between trips to work and back. It started to feel comfortable, and like my very own space, even if the room was too big and insufficiently furnished. One afternoon I headed out to Harvard Square where I ended up in that Curious George Store on the corner and bought books for my niece and nephew. Then I had a brilliant idea. I called my mom.
Are you walking? I can hear your heels,’ she’d always say. I told her I was window shopping, avoiding towering snowbanks on the side of the road, and that I was returning home for the holidays.
I held my phone away from my face. I think everyone from the Cambridge Common down to Peet’s Coffee heard her squeal and utter numerous sugary phrases about her baby coming home. I think she was excited.
I packed up and jetted across the country, passing faces at Logan Airport that became familiar due to my frequent flying at that time. I came home for Christmas and New Years and I wouldn’t have been able to fathom not doing so. Thanksgiving was tough enough, and I suppose a stronger person might have embraced the distance and the new adventure – but this was Christmas. I just had to be back home.
In honor of our boys kicking some serious NJ Devil a$$ tonight, Luongo getting a shut out and Alanah’s live blogging, here’s a clip folks have been buzzing about lately: Mason Raymond is mentioned on the hit CBS sitcom “How I Met Your Mother”. Yes, Neil Patrick Harris’ character disses the Canucks name-drop. Cool.
Side note: If you sponsor me for the Skate for a Cure I may have the chance to meet Mason too!
I admit, I don’t think I’ve ever done any shopping in Yaletown aside from the new Dollar Store I discovered but if you’re out and about downtown and need some of your Christmas gifts done up in pretty little bows, keep this destination in mind.
For six glittering days from noon ‘til six pm, volunteer elves – direct from the North Pole – will be at the Yaletown BIA office to wrap up your holiday presents by donation. All monies raised will be donated to the Empty Stocking Fund and Yaletown House, right here in the neighbourhood. [YaletownBIA]
Update: Here’s another program on Robson Street with all proceeds going directly to A Loving Spoonful.
Where: Milestones on Robson Street When: December 17 to 21 – 5pm to 9pm, December 22 to 23 – 12pm to 9pm, December 24 – 12pm to 4pm
While attempting to locate other by-donation gift wrap centres downtown I came across VancouverPlus.ca’s “Green Christmas Guide“. It offers up “Green Gifts” that you can purchase at various stores and also supplies some useful tips that would nicely compliment Keira’s pointers.
Dine by Candlelight – Instead of having your house lit up like a baseball field, turn off the lights and fire up the candles when it’s time to dish out the turkey and stuffing. BONUS: now you know what to do with all of those Christmas candles you have stashed away.
Turn off the TV – Do you really need to watch The Grinch again this year? Switch off the TV and engage in conversation with each other instead. Get the kids involved by swapping stories about your best Christmas or the worst gift you ever received. Another suggestion: buy a board game that the whole family can play throughout the day.
Recycle your wrapping paper – Instead of crumpling the wrapping paper up and throwing it all in a garbage bag, keep the paper to use for next year. You could also save for arts and crafts time with the kids. Another option: use gift bags or boxes that you can use over and over again. Cloth Christmas bags are also easy to use.
For more information and tips on having a “Green Christmas” visit VancouverPlus.ca.
