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A Few Privileged and Hasty Notes on Two Edmonton Planning Concerns
I have a bit of time on my hands, unlike the majority of people in my neighbourhood. Most people around me are still students, parents, renters, workers, homeless, marginalized, seniors, mobility challenged, with an “and/or” between each item. With each passing year the proportion o...
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I have a bit of time on my hands, unlike the majority of people in my neighbourhood. Most people around me are still students, parents, renters, workers, homeless, marginalized, seniors, mobility challenged, with an “and/or” between each item. With each passing year the proportion o...
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Reminiscences of the Future
I’m writing this about twenty-four hours after the last burn of the upper stage of the first Falcon Heavy test flight which sent a red Tesla Roadster and it’s laid back space-suited mannequin driver on it’s million year ever-circling picnic to the Asteroid Belt, re...
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I’m writing this about twenty-four hours after the last burn of the upper stage of the first Falcon Heavy test flight which sent a red Tesla Roadster and it’s laid back space-suited mannequin driver on it’s million year ever-circling picnic to the Asteroid Belt, re...
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Bourgeois Thoughts
In no civilization is city life evolved independently of commerce and industry. Neither antiquity nor modern times show any exception to this rule. Diversity of climates, peoples or religions is as immaterial as diversity of eras. It is a rule which held true, in the past, in the cities of...
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In no civilization is city life evolved independently of commerce and industry. Neither antiquity nor modern times show any exception to this rule. Diversity of climates, peoples or religions is as immaterial as diversity of eras. It is a rule which held true, in the past, in the cities of...
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Onegin
Look around Look around Look around Do you see someone worth dying for? — Onegin I just got home from a wonderful evening in downtown Edmonton. No, not at that hockey game. I just got home from an evening of wonder at Catalyst Theatre‘s presentation of The Vancouver Arts Club producti...
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Look around Look around Look around Do you see someone worth dying for? — Onegin I just got home from a wonderful evening in downtown Edmonton. No, not at that hockey game. I just got home from an evening of wonder at Catalyst Theatre‘s presentation of The Vancouver Arts Club producti...
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Malachite Theatre’s Epiphany at Holy Trinity Anglican Church
It was a bitterly cold night outside Old Strathcona’s Holy Trinity Anglican Church, but so wonderfully warm and cozy in the Christmas tree (and empty wine bottle)-filled Sanctuary in which the Malachites gave us a laugh-filled and tender gift of a remarkably fresh yet faithful treatment of ...
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It was a bitterly cold night outside Old Strathcona’s Holy Trinity Anglican Church, but so wonderfully warm and cozy in the Christmas tree (and empty wine bottle)-filled Sanctuary in which the Malachites gave us a laugh-filled and tender gift of a remarkably fresh yet faithful treatment of ...
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Memories of Ruoti
About two years ago I was asked by a young friend in Italy to send her some reminiscences of a summer spent in her home province some years before she had been born: I spoke to a member of the cultural association of my town , called “Gruppo Folck” , with who I collaborate last […]
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About two years ago I was asked by a young friend in Italy to send her some reminiscences of a summer spent in her home province some years before she had been born: I spoke to a member of the cultural association of my town , called “Gruppo Folck” , with who I collaborate last […]
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“Shatter”, by Trina Davies, at the Walterdale Theatre
I dedicate this play to every shadow lost to tragedy. Every voice hurt, silenced, or blinded by this tragedy. Every person in our community and the world right now who is hurt, silenced or blinded by our recent tragedies. May you find your hope. May you look forward towards the future. And may y...
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I dedicate this play to every shadow lost to tragedy. Every voice hurt, silenced, or blinded by this tragedy. Every person in our community and the world right now who is hurt, silenced or blinded by our recent tragedies. May you find your hope. May you look forward towards the future. And may y...
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Pawâkan Macbeth
Pawâkan Macbeth is not 1870s Rupert’s Land period-dress Shakespeare, not a Red-Face Scottish Play. Rather, Pawâkan Macbeth is a breathtaking, entertaining, and timely (re)conciliation of Cree traditional narrative and an iconic piece of the European narrative tradition. As I scrambled on a ...
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Pawâkan Macbeth is not 1870s Rupert’s Land period-dress Shakespeare, not a Red-Face Scottish Play. Rather, Pawâkan Macbeth is a breathtaking, entertaining, and timely (re)conciliation of Cree traditional narrative and an iconic piece of the European narrative tradition. As I scrambled on a ...
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The Spotted Cow – A beverage – or maybe a desert
For the past week or so the song “Spotted Cow” from British folk-rock legend Steeleye Span’s Below the Salt album has been going through my head, quietly begging me to be the name of a new beverage. As regular readers (both of them) will know, I’ve been fiddling abou...
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For the past week or so the song “Spotted Cow” from British folk-rock legend Steeleye Span’s Below the Salt album has been going through my head, quietly begging me to be the name of a new beverage. As regular readers (both of them) will know, I’ve been fiddling abou...
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“Hadestown” at The Citadel
In nova fert animus mutatas dicere formas corpora . . . — Ovid, Metamorphosis, Book I I just had to post a hasty note after seeing the first preview performance of Hadestown at Edmonton’s Citadel Theatre this evening. What a piece of work! Anaïs Mitchell’s wonderful, powerful, p...
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In nova fert animus mutatas dicere formas corpora . . . — Ovid, Metamorphosis, Book I I just had to post a hasty note after seeing the first preview performance of Hadestown at Edmonton’s Citadel Theatre this evening. What a piece of work! Anaïs Mitchell’s wonderful, powerful, p...
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“The Testament of Mary” at Northern Light Theatre
I suspect I’m a bit of an outlier in my opinion of Colm Tóibín’s The Testament of Mary. While Northern Light Theatre’s production of the Tony-nominated play is almost uniformly a fine thing (the smoke machine was both distractingly noisy and pretty much unnecessary) I fou...
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I suspect I’m a bit of an outlier in my opinion of Colm Tóibín’s The Testament of Mary. While Northern Light Theatre’s production of the Tony-nominated play is almost uniformly a fine thing (the smoke machine was both distractingly noisy and pretty much unnecessary) I fou...
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The Guavalhalla: a Tiki Drink for the North
I’ve been thinking about Tiki drinks lately, probably because I recently stumbled on some kitschy Tiki mugs and because I’ve long had a strangely obsessive nostalgia for the remembered exterior of The Beachcomber restaurant, long, long vanished from Downtown Edmonton. In my researchi...
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I’ve been thinking about Tiki drinks lately, probably because I recently stumbled on some kitschy Tiki mugs and because I’ve long had a strangely obsessive nostalgia for the remembered exterior of The Beachcomber restaurant, long, long vanished from Downtown Edmonton. In my researchi...
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“Mad Fantastic Maid of God: Joan of Arc” at the Edmonton Fringe Festival
I was a little uncomfortably unsure what to expect from Kenneth Brown’s retelling of Saint Joan of Arc’s story when we first sat down in the third row of La Cité Francophone’s l’Unitheatre We looked up two stories and saw Ellie Heath looking quite angelic in whit...
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I was a little uncomfortably unsure what to expect from Kenneth Brown’s retelling of Saint Joan of Arc’s story when we first sat down in the third row of La Cité Francophone’s l’Unitheatre We looked up two stories and saw Ellie Heath looking quite angelic in whit...
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“Wooster Sauce” at the Edmonton Fringe Festival
Just before Jeeves came in, I had been dreaming that some bounder was driving spikes through my head — not just ordinary spikes, as used by Jael the wife of Heber, but read-hot ones. — P. G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters If you don’t laugh at Bertie Wooster’s Bionica...
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Just before Jeeves came in, I had been dreaming that some bounder was driving spikes through my head — not just ordinary spikes, as used by Jael the wife of Heber, but read-hot ones. — P. G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters If you don’t laugh at Bertie Wooster’s Bionica...
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“Prophecy” by Jessy Ardern at the Edmonton Fringe Festival
Le vrai héros, le vrai sujet, le centre de l’Iliade, c’est la force. . . La force, c’est ce que fait de quiconque lui est soumis à une sélection. Quand elle s’exerce jusqu’au bout, elle fait de l’homme une chose au sens le plus littéral, car elle en fait un cad...
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Le vrai héros, le vrai sujet, le centre de l’Iliade, c’est la force. . . La force, c’est ce que fait de quiconque lui est soumis à une sélection. Quand elle s’exerce jusqu’au bout, elle fait de l’homme une chose au sens le plus littéral, car elle en fait un cad...
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