It’s hard to find good writing about the rise of punk rock in Canada. While Canada had a thriving punk scene in the ‘70s, to many outsiders it seemed like nothing more than... » Full Story
It starts with dusty socks and a slide across the marble floor. Then, hot humid breezes surrender to northern winds, your dad lets the water run free and—abracadabra—come... » Full Story
There’s a box of Kellogg’s Corn Flakes on Dr. Joe Schwarcz’s desk bearing his likeness, right beside a rubber duck wearing a stethoscope and a digital picture frame... » Full Story
McGill graduate Josh Massey would like to see another sport added to the Olympic Games: tree-planting.
“I’m pretty sure that if we had a Team Canada of tree... » Full Story
Classical music is often misconstrued as the exclusive pleasure of brainy music majors and gangly old men in turtlenecks with wiry, ponytailed gray hair. While classical music... » Full Story
Imagine a world where people spend their entire lives on the Internet, and where a group of friends must defend themselves from a psychotic artificial intelligence who also... » Full Story
Forget succeeding in Montreal if your first language ain’t French. Any good Anglo with their head square on their shoulders and even a scrape of ambition knows to follow the... » Full Story
Dear __________,
How are you? I am fine. Regarding that Cornish hen biting the dust—it was certainly a goddamn peculiar way to start the weekend. Not that he was some... » Full Story
Once in a while a book comes along that pulls the Ikea rug right from under your feet and lands you on your behind. Lawrence Hill’s The Book of Negroes has just that... » Full Story