By Paul Margach
When Lassie could rescue Timmy in every single episode ("What’s he saying?" the baffled townsfolk would ask; "Timmy’s on fire again?") it must have been apparent. And when the Littlest Hobo foiled criminals and even once piloted a hot air balloon all by himself, there could not have been any remaining doubt: dogs can easily… Continue reading See Spot Run as dumb as a kid’s book
By Paul Margach
Walking through the old part of Mac Hall on any given day, you’ll perhaps notice several students down by Speaker’s Corner playing with cards. I don’t know much about them but I’ve always found them to be rather fascinating people. Is that all they ever do? But the truth is, they’re really just like the… Continue reading D ‘n’ D: It’s dynamite
By Paul Margach
In the year when Y2K didn’t materialize, the power of man and machine would seem to be omnipotent. The sublime "He’s Simple, He’s Dumb, He’s The Pilot" opens Grandaddy’s second album and puts man at a technological crossroads. The storyline is maintained throughout and concludes with "So You’ll Aim Toward the Sky," where we start… Continue reading Sophtwhere Slump
By Paul Margach
There are three kinds of people in this world: those who fit in, those who want to fit in and those who don’t care. It was true in junior high school and it still applies today, only without quite as many sloppy joes thrown at your French teacher. Kelowna’s The Grapes of Wrath have been… Continue reading Picking up squashed grapes
By Paul Margach
Picture this: an adoring crowd, clapping their hands and singing along to "Hallelujah," led by a most stirring preacher. But wait, something’s wrong. This so-called preacher is a little scruffy. And since when did "Hallelujah" include the lines, "What about Jesus/Didn’t he do it too?/Hang out with prostitutes/And have a drink or two." The preacher,… Continue reading Martin Sexton set to convert campus
By Paul Margach
Poor Valentina Tereshkova. Despite being the first woman in space, she remains even more obscure than Laika, the first canine to orbit the Earth. Vostok 6 deftly combines folk music with ’70s synth-pop in order to tell her extraordinary tale. The dark overtones of Pink Floyd’s Meddle and David Bowie’s Low resonate and the chill… Continue reading Vostok 6
By Paul Margach
It’s coming. Less than three short months from now Popstars will take over our night time viewing. I know I can hardly contain my excitement either. For any of you who haven’t seen the ad on Global, the premise behind the series is to document the formation of an all-female, Canadian singing group from auditions… Continue reading Popstars all about cosmetics