January 23, 2009
Vol. 136, Issue 28

Bruce Vogt will speak in honour of Alfred Fisher’s 17 years with the music department this Friday and Saturday. (Supplied)

A fond farewell to Fisher

The more Alfred Fisher talks about his art, the more I realize how irrelevant it is to categorize it, to place it under the banner of “avant-garde” simply because it’s challenging.

Hyper machines

These days even the most fluorescent- and neon-clad of indie adolescents would have a devil of a time denying that the Midland musical associates Born Ruffians are indeed the cats pyjamas, as it were.

Slim storms brightly

I pictured Slim Twig standing casually, wearing slippers and sweats, in a cozy kitchen as we chatted over the phone.

Through the valley of the shadow of Doubt

Our petty lives can be reduced to stitching together a disparate set of perceptual swatches.

Get Out There