WHISKEY IN THE JAR

my knowledge of the world comes extensively from a very limited framework. most of what i know in the world is contained within four places:

toronto, ontario
winnipeg, manitoba
kingston, ontario
montreal, quebec

yet i often speak for those who have lived in far off places and different planes of history. i think of life at other time periods, such as the second world war, for instance, or during the belle epoque. i like to think about where we are now as a species, as a civilization, and i wonder: is it better now? was it better then? or is it always just the same?

some things are better, for some people, but we have yet to come to the point in human history where we can say that 50% of our population was living happily. we're nowhere near it, and i wonder if in my lifetime i'll be able to look at statistics with optimism.

@ CINECYCLE, LAST SATURDAY

WE DON'T NEED NO INSTRUMENTATION

by guy stevos

photos by peter mohideen

did the kids come all the way to cinecycle in the cold to sit? look at those shameless, motionless chair dwellers. i bet they really just needed a good bangin' from the penis that is live music.

YACHT told them not to sit anymore. he lead by example, putting on a show rife with handkerchiefs and spastic freakouts.

not everyone joined him in the dance, but they all "got it" and dug the kid's message of hope. it was THE BARCELONA PAVILLION, however, that cranked things up to 12. a particularly jovial steve kado and his band of merry misfits walked the plank for twenty harrowing minutes of coldwater-flat-rock mayhem.



"how are you people gonna have fun when none of you people ever participate?"

who ever thought a little garage-like warehouse in the middle of an alley could get so hot! kids was sweatin, ya heaaaard me? they was up and at 'em by the time THE BLOW came on. she asked for the "steppers" to come forward, and forward they did march to the beat of familiar drum...from yacht's laptop!

"i'd like to make you nervous
i'd love to make you sweat
i'd love to cook you breakfast
the morning after"
- jet ski accidents

so many boys must have fallen in love with the heavenly khaela that night. "i-guess-i'm-just-one-a-those-girls-that-loves-the-shit-out-of-you-boyyyyyyy-whoooaaaaa" might be the height of indie girl r&b. i know i have a girl to think about in my lonely cold bed onthose low key saturday nights. khaela, canada loves you too!

what a show! what an environment! no stage! no live drums! why don't people do this more often?