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Pasta will remain pasta and not “pâtes alimentaires.”

According to the Gazette, Quebec’s language watchdog has done a one-eighty and has backtracked on its attempt to change the menu at Montreal’s Buonanotte restaurant

An OQLF inspector provided a report on Wednesday urging the removal of names on the resto’s menu such as, pasta, carne, antipasti and pesce and replacing them with their French equivalent.

The descriptions of the dishes on the menu are provided in French.

The change of heart by the OQLF came about, after news of the decision sparked uproar on social media. It also brought about the hastag pastagate on Twitter and an anonymous at Quebec Pasta Twitter account.

The controversy made headlines as far away as the home of pasta, appearing on the website of the famous Italian daily Corriere della sera.

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Hosted by: Catlin Spencer

Stories by: Alyssa Tremblay, Aisha Samu, Chloe Deneumoustier & Saturn De Los Angeles

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CKUT Montreal’s Homelessness Marathon radio broadcast came to a close this morning.

The marathon ran live from five p.m. on Wednesday to seven a.m. this morning.

The 14-hour broadcast included discussions in French and English on problems and solutions related to homelessness.

CKUT held the marathon outside of the Native Friendship Centre.

MediaCoop.ca reported that eleven other radio stations across Canada participated in this year’s marathon by hosting live segments in their own cities.

CJLO was one of several radio stations broadcasting the marathon live throughout the country.  

This year marked the marathon’s 11^th year running

STORY WRITTEN BY: ALYSSA TREMBLAY

Ty Segall played the Cabaret du Mile End on February 5th, touring with the release of three full-length records in 2012. Needless to say, we were expecting a big show, as he has been drawing a lot of attention. With recent studio album Twins, released back in October, he is no doubt starting to build an empire with his prolific contributions to the psychedelic pop-punk genre, all being heavily tainted with west coast surf nostalgia. Through the massive touring in the past year, he has only continued to stray away from the once loose grunge appeal he emanated in his earlier albums, and has broken into somewhat larger musical sphere and audience—enough to fill this Montreal venue on a Tuesday.

We waited in line outside the venue for half an hour to get into the then over-capacity venue; a lineup reminiscent of the Juicy J show earlier that year, only to then wait in a coat check lineup of equal length. Ex-Cult and K-Holes were warming the crowd up for the long-anticipated headliner.

Although we missed Ex-Cult while we were in the line, we were greeted by a lot of smokers outside who left during their set. There seemed to be a general disappointment at their sound, being described by one apathetic smoker as "soulless". She intimidated me, so I took her word for it.

Once inside, K-Holes had just began. K-Holes are a post punk band whose sound remains pretty true to their New York based punk influences. The best part being the saxophones' crunchy riffs that created an ambiance that was seemingly spaghetti western infused. Oh yeah, and the ‘80s-super-blow-dried hair, paying respect to their elders through their post punk nostalgia.

When Ty Segall came on, the crowd compressed to the front of the stage and so many off-putting camera flashes appeared. This obviously marked a departure from his humble grunge roots, to the mainstream celebrity-ism. Segall's set list was a visceral one to say the least, as he picked up the most heavy-hitting rock songs seeming to play to the crowd. The front of the stage was packed with super eager moshers who danced in anticipation more often than to the music. Although this was to be expected, as the stage was heavily guarded by two bouncers who periodically threw the straggling over-confident person who wandered onto the stage to take pictures or reoccurring crowd surfers.

A haunting harmony between Ty and the bassist made the group hypnotically pause in the moment of psychedelia;  "Open our hands, up on the sand, we are the children still". This broke out into a heavy riff only to bring the energy in the room to a new plateau. The energy of the crowd was the driving force of the concert. Ty Segall in the end proving to have an undeniable relationship with his audience, where his music is the fuel for the relentless energy of his live show.