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friday favourites 18.05.12

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friday??? there was so much i was supposed to do this week and... friday? seriously?

yes, it's friday. and yes, i've not done nearly the number of things that i planned to, despite knowing that this weekend was likely to be busybusybusy because i'm helping to film parts of the kinetik festival, which kicked off last night. smart kate wore flats and hence can actually move today. silly kate is wondering if that means she'll be able to crack out the heels this evening.

that's not entirely silly, of course, because if you're my size [diminutive] and trying to film a band on a large stage, it basically means you get to stick your arm in the air for an hour at a time and hope that the resulting loss of blood circulation doesn't require an amputation later on. a few extra inches would help me out... [<--- note me avoiding super-obvious dick-joke here] [<--- note you finding it necessary to point it out -ed.]

of course, i've also been a bit stymied in my attempts to get things done during the week because someone has been editing a music video he shot for a local band called the fundamentals, which means that doing anything that involves making sound has been out. i mean honestly, we're both addicted to our computers, so couldn't we work out a schedule or something. [ok, i have to add that the video looks pretty darn cool and the song is the catchiest ska thing ever and will make the band millions if properly distributed. i've had it stuck in my head for four days and haven't shot myself yet, so it must be good, right?]

so yeah, no radio show, but i do promise it'll be up shortly.

also happening this week, i confirmed that i will be going back to office work, which is kind of terrifying, because it means i will have to start acting and dressing like an adult, at least part of the time. i hope i can remember how.

despite my scattered state, here are a few favourites i wanted to pass on...

good news :: stuff i can't make up from around the internet


canada's wicked cyber-spying with is dead.

sure, he came up with the theory of evolution [although some speculate he borrowed it from his father], but darwin was kind of a jerk to his friends.

everything you need to un-know about early american history.

and it turns out that kinetik started with a little bit of a controversial bang last night, when one of the artists decided to close their set by calling out two of the night's performers [including headliner combichrist] about their use of sexist and racist imagery. as someone who's followed the [d]evolution of the industrial scene for a long time and who has a pretty solid knowledge of where the music [and the use of such imagery] comes from, i have to say i got goosebumps watching this.

read about it here.

watch the presentation:



[thanks to i die you die for getting this up so quickly]

goings on :: stuff you can [and should] participate in


if you're in montreal... kinetik continues for another three days. feel free to say hello if you see me wandering around and if it looks like i'm filming something, please try not to stand in front of the camera.

you can also check out a tribute to french punk trailblazers berurier noir happening tonight and featuring some of the best post-post-punk in montreal. i'm a particular fan of dekoder and not just because their bassist brings me cider and sammiches at the caustic lounge every month. that's happening tonight!

if you're in the mood for something musical but a little more relaxed tomorrow evening, you can also check out the monthly post-punk night at the casa del popolo on saturday. enjoy the music and try the nachos.

on sunday, the [in]famous montreal student demonstrations mark their 100th day with, appropriately enough, a demonstration. the court of public opinion has not been kind to the students lately, since a certain faction have insisted on expressing themselves by disrupting the city's metro service during morning rush hour. the president of the downtown business association also took to the airwaves to decry the marches for costing them business. [his claim, is that there has been a resultant 15% drop in business because people have been worried about traffic, however he also conceded that there were similar problems caused by the road closures and construction over the last couple of years around place des arts.]

details about sunday's march can be found here.

i've honestly not had too much of a chance to look around at events in other cities, so i hope you'll forgive the hometown bias in this one.

musical notes


in the midst of all this electro-aggro madness happening around me, i cannot ignore the fact that the world lost a true musical icon yesterday. you might not love the music or the era, but it's hard to ignore this lady's influence. [fyi, last night, i could definitely hear the influence of those giorgio moroder basslines seeping through even amidst the angst and darkness.]



follow-up and shameless self-promotion


the more like space radio podcast will be up early next week. cross my heart and hope that i don't die.

TODAY ONLY!! get 20% off my short story collection "interference"- in solid or data form- when you order from lulu.com.

i'm sure i'll get around to posting something of a recap of kinetik once the dust has settled.

and i want to take this opportunity to thank those who have supported the blog through your donations. your dollars are being used for such worthy things as buying lots of cat treats for the kids, working towards getting this space set up with its own spiffy domain and stuff and, of course, buying me a new camera since the old one committed suicide.

kitteh of the week


how about a little bro fist for seth?


much love to all my readers. i'll be a little more back on track when i'm allowed to use the office again. :-P

have a great weekend!!!!

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