"Ca-na-da! Ca-na-da!" The patriotic cheers are still echoing in my ear ( Read more... )

Happy Monday! Let's kick off this work week with another round of updates.

(-) Vancouver Public Library, you disappoint me. On Saturday, I planned to return a hardbound book and a magazine via the library's drop box on Hamilton Street. I asked my sister, who was sitting at the back of the car, to return them for me. I had a small stack of books ( Read more... )

Remember my blog post from a couple days ago about Kaden, this kid from Langley, whose dream to watch Bon Jovi in concert came true thanks to uber-generous people who restored my somewhat-dwindling fate in humanity?

Well, I have a fabulous update for you!


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I have a new favorite band! Neon Trees.


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I watched The Faint/Ladytron at the Commodore last night!

Well, actually it was just The Faint because I started feeling queasy during intermission - thanks to bad crab cake at The Granville Room. Do not go there, people, not even for the 2 for 1 small plates promo. Look where that got me: throwing up in the bathroom at 2 a.m., dizzy, weak, with ( Read more... )

Clickety-click: Susan Boyle on YouTube.

I'm addicted to this clip. And even after the 15th time I still get a little teary-eyed.

Perhaps it's the song; I love "I Dreamed a Dream." Perhaps it's Susan Boyle's voice, which is pretty spectacular, looks or no looks. But more likely it's because of the stunned looks on the judges' faces and the ( Read more... )

I normally don't like airy, dreamy female vocalists - the songs are too slow, too moody, puts me to sleep. But I have two exceptions.

Sarah Slean won me over after I saw her perform at The Centre last summer. I already had a couple of her songs, mostly the happy, upbeat ones, but after watching her concert, I'm an out-and-out fan. I love her CD, ( Read more... )

I'm indecisive at the best of times. But this, tonight, is getting ridiculous.

I'm going to my first-ever symphony at the Orpheum featuring Romanian pianist Mihaela Ursuleasa. While the story behind the origin of the ticket is better banished into a box - nay, iron chest - locked, soldered shut and thrown into the Bermuda Triangle, I am looking ( Read more... )

I love Keane, especially the first five songs in their first album. Even now, more than a year later, it still takes me back to Buenos Aires. I'm trying not to listen to them too much, lest it dilute the warm, golden memory of that trip and replace it with memories of daily drudgery ( Read more... )