A quick Q&A with the JUNO-winning band ahead of their sold out show in Kingston on February 23.
Yowza! Saturday night was a melting pot of birthdays, friends, and 4 of Vancouver’s finest bands all under one small jam-packed roof. Getting over the ridiculous layout of The Railway takes some time getting used to if you’re not a regu...
Marble Rye CD release party Friday May 8th
w/ The Matinee and Analog Bell Service
The Railway is a decent room to watch a few amazing local bands tear it up. Even with a totally irrational layout that makes it appear packed to the gil...
Six Degrees of Separation: A New Generation of Canadian Artists
Curated by Noah Becker
Claire Oliver Gallery
513 West 26th Street
New York, NY 10001
October 14 through November 13, 2010
Over the course of the last decade, the glob...
Homeland is an historic journey that reveals the artists’ pre-war lifestyle in Syria, the beginning of unrest, and finally, the trauma of dislocation. These artworks reflect on personal and cultural identity through the lens of memory and migrations.
Deb Rhymer has worn numerous hats over the years, from Bette Midler impersonator to daycare operator. But the one that fits her best is blues booster.
Rhymer, a Victoria native, spends almost all her waking hours dedicated to blues, eith...
Live-show extraordinaire act APEX BREAKS are quickly rising up through the ranks with their unique twist of Psychedelic Jungle Funk. The devoted 10-piece are carving out a lasting career for themselves, and kindly took part in an interview to delve a litt
In his basement bachelor suite, Lyle Schultz makes visually striking, confident and entirely personal paintings. He has the determination to make a living at it, operating outside the system. Upcoming for Schultz are shows at Lady Marmalade café, Metchos
Willy (Will) Datené
March 5, 1948 to November 5. 2018
On November 5, my beloved husband Will passed away suddenly. He was predeceased by his mother, Maria, and his father Leo. Will is survived by his wife, Tricia; his brother, Ludwig, ...
I’ve heard from numerous sources that the dance floor at the Commodore is supported by a layer of tennis balls, but I’ve never had cause to believe it until TV on the Radio unknowingly put this hearsay to the test. During a visceral tak...