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Justin Trudeau takes over
When JT finally arrived, the atmosphere shifted immediately from low-budget art experiment to federal dream sequence. Assistants materialized carrying coconut-milk lattes and dense clipboards. JT entered wearing a winter coat […]
When Justin came aboard
By the time they reached Vancouver, merch tables could suddenly outperform years of carefully engineered artistic labor. Then came the idea for the video. Not a normal music video. Neither […]
only the true ones
A month later, Clara and Marcello found themselves sharing a bill in Thunder Bay at a venue shaped psychologically like a bowling alley The green room contained a framed photograph […]
znaimer
At the show at Hugh’s Room I met Moses Znaimer and he offered me a show at the Zoomer Radio theatre studio sometime. I thought that pretty cool! I actually […]
ending the partnership
At first he thought the drinking just enlarged existing traits. His partner had always been suspicious of institutions, drawn toward grand theories about power and hypocrisy. In the early years […]
Collapsing
She lived as though someone always was grading her. Somewhere behind every chord she played there seemed to be an invisible examiner with folded arms and impossible standards. If she […]
noticing life after automation
He lied recreationally. Like a jazz musician adding extra notes because silence made him itchy. He claimed he almost joined Frank Zappa’s band but “the astrology looked hostile.” He informed […]
come make noise
Playing Hugh’s Room next weekA strange gratitude about TorontoIt has been less a backdrop to this lifethan asprawling rehearsal hallevery decadeleaves one more ghostleaningagainst the wall smoking A unique listening roomstill standingwhere songs still have a chanceto arrive intactinstead […]
his royal highness
He moved through life like a man perpetually arriving at the scene of a crime committed by others, forever explaining that his disappointments had been engineered by his ex-wife, directors, […]
the memory loss
She remembered everything except the songs. Never the chords. But the words, the things audiences came to hear, suddenly vanished mid-performance as if someone quietly removed pages from a script. […]