By Mikey B - The Lonesome Stranger - 02/19/2005

By Alex - Losing My Edge - 09/18/2004

By Mikey B - The Lonesome Stranger - 02/12/2005

I can specifically remember working on a crisp late summer day in Fairview. It’s those kinds of days where the slightest thing would piss you off… People who know me best know that it takes a lot to piss me off. I can take most physical and verbal abuse and still have a pseudo-smile on my face. This particular day at HMV, however, just killed my spirit. Not because of co-workers, and surprisingly not because of jerk-off customers, but because of the store playlist.

By Mikey B - The Lonesome Stranger - 01/22/2005

6:45 in the pm on Saturday night, I busted my ass to catch the 211 to get downtown. A few days earlier, I was ecstatic to be going to see Bright Eyes at the Spectrum. My spirits were still high, even though the cold was a motherfucker. This time, I didn’t wear my regular concert attire, which by the way usually consists of my black Converse High Tops, a various rock concert T-shirt, and my Saran Wrap leather jacket… ohhh noo… tonight, it was all about layering.

By Jordan-na - Canadian Invasion - 02/12/2005

Sometimes you just want to rock out. Fuck the deep meaning and weird synth sounds. Leave the violin and accordion at home. Lose a few band members and strip down the sound to the three basic elements of rock: guitar, bass and drum. Unfortunately, Montreal is hardly the place to find this type of bare bones rock, as we’re infatuated with our own trendy art rock music scene.