Cvillain is going under and, like all good things, it must come to an end. Floozy said last weekend that the site ought to die like Marilyn Monroe. I’m not sure if she meant that it was supposed to die beautiful or if she meant it was supposed to die naked on a bed with big boobs and a belly full of pills and booze (the latter is more attractive to me). Either way it’s better than dieing like Elvis. Those of you who want to keep in touch will, I’m sure. If you do a modicum of digging or emailed anyone you have the e-hots for they’d likely tell you where they frequent. I’ll miss the site but I won’t be sad and I’ll tell you why:
I love Charlottesville. I love the people here, I love the architecture, I love the fact that there always seems to be a new restaurant or bar opening (or closing). I love the progressive attitude, even if we do tend to try to compare ourselves to NYC or San Francisco or other big cities. We are not any of these cities and should stop punishing ourselves with the comparisons. I even love the people who complain about everything because I know that living here is a love/hate relationship with this town. It’s why many of us have left and come back (myself included). There is something irresistable about this city that draws people in and keeps them. Most anyone who lives here and frequents the social scene downtown has stumbled out of Miller’s on a moonlit night to a quiet downtown mall or hailed a cab into the depths of Belmont at 4:30am. Everyone has their own beauty that they hold here along with all the ugliness.
We don’t need a website to push our social lives forward – though it was pretty cool having a central resource for knowing what was going on every weekend or on the gossip scene. I’ll find that information somewhere when this site closes down. I love all of you – the regulars, lurkers, haters, “anonymous” flamers, politicians, cops, drag queens, DJs, metalheads, primadonnas, weirdos, gangstas, wannabe gangstas, students, bartenders (!), pot dealers, band members, artists, bloggers, and even Matthew Rosenberg. Yes, even Mr. Rosenberg – I love you for uniting all of us in vitriol and filling us with a sense of pride and ownership is something as fun as this site was. Thanks everyone and I’ll see you on the irl.
[Pic from Spicy Bear] (natch)
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Does this mean the meeting Sunday was a failure and no one could come up with a plan to save the site?
good question. what does this love letter post mean, exactly?
It is done July 31st?
Depends which meeting you are referring to… the sober one in the gym or the one with booze and drunks in kayaks.
That’s the magical beauty of drunken meetings… you get to do it all over because you can’t remember what you decided. Oh oh oh I remember that you decided you like Taittinger.
will check back on the 31st to see if anything is new. I wonder if there will be a funeral.
In the words of Eric the Midget, “bye for now”.
Eric the ACTOR. :0)
….erm you know that ‘chicken’ that you griled on Sunday night….. yep.
griled being the posh word for grilled of course.
Fava beans go so well with feathers and the chianti dulls the guilt.
Death. I have lost the love of my life. cvillains’ death is of no consequence. Evil black yo is in effect. Bring it.
Are you DJing somewhere this weekend? We can drink tequila until forget your own name.
Bravo!
Ditto to the post!
“even if we do tend to try to compare ourselves to NYC or San Francisco”
Heartfelt writing — thanks — but DON’T ever think I would compare this town to San Francisco.
Is Not Happening.
P.S. LOATHE San Francisco.
Internet people don’t exist in real life.
Is my mom on the internets?
Hi mom
I’ll miss cVillain for all its colorful outspoken characters, its often bizarre/entertaining/fnord/fascinating articles/reviews/gossip-monging/opinions, and a place where I can embarrass/flog myself in a fit of drunken flatulence. Ok, maybe not that last part.
But aren’t there other blogs (GASP!) we could frequent? Couldn’t a new virtual meeting place arise from the ashes of cVillain, like a Phoenix hell-bent on shining a light in these dark times? Aw, who am I kidding? Dark times? Life is fucking beautiful, and I’m grateful for all that cVillain has provided over the past couple years.
So long, and thanks for all the
tartarefish.Is that like snipe hunting? I’ve heard that’s fun.
Just a note – i frickin’ love this town. And I really don’t give a dang whether you do or not. It rocks, and if you don’t… you can leave it and we won’t miss you one bit. Bon Voyage! So, who’s playing at the next Fridays? Anybody?
I’m pretty sure comment #20 is a compliment.
then again, you also met me. so there’s the downside too.
Could we do a post —THOR OUT THERE?—and discuss the possibility of WHICH other blog we should join en masse after the 31st so we can keep together?
just in case Cvillain does go into a dormant phase while charmed and the rest get CVILLAIN: THE RETURN together?
i say outskirtsguy’s bc he’s so cool.
If I buy a house in Belmont now am I going to have to turn it into a restaurant? Are my neighbors one week after I close on the house going to put a taco bell in their basement? This trend is not good for the long run.
Dear Charlottesville. I’m on the verge of getting drunky, so I’m going to walk away form my computer before I have another maltdown in your divine presence.