We're honoured and privledged to have one of our first pieces of Optimuscrime Hate Mail!
"I sure am glad I'm not from Kingston. Sounds like you retards have nothing better to do than blog blog blog and suck each other's cocks. Try going outside once in a while you pathetic tits."
-- Anonymous
Go outside? Why, with all the blogging and cock-sucking we have planned, we simply haven't the time!
But speaking of going outside, we're happy to present our monthly Kingston show roundup. As always, full show listings are at Stillepost.ca, which now has a splendiferous and prismatic logo designed by the mad geniuses of Montreal's Serigraphe Populaire.
First, tonight: The Hidden Cameras with Lesbians on Ecstacy at the Grad Club.
November third is a toughie: Golden Dogs and Pelt at the Elixir? Or Controller Controller with Magneta Lane at the Grad Club? We're totally torn.
November fifth wins the Wierd Venue of the Month award: It's Haligonian crooner and occasional sea-captain-hat wearer Joel Plaskett at... (record-scratching-to-a-halt sound) Dunning Hall Auditorium. We'll be there nonetheless. Comfy chairs at shows? Hellllls yes. (That is the old age speaking).
November eighth, Jill Barber brings the fragile singer-songwriter noiiiiiize to the Grad Club.
November eleventh, we listen to Luther Wright belt out some y'allternative with an implausibly southern accent.
November twelfth, having prayed and repented sins and the like, we hope the Sydenham Street United Church will let us in so we can see Sarah Slean take the stage.
November sixteenth, Wintersleep returns. These guys rock socks, so attendence is mandatory (if only to make up for their totally unattended summer show).
November eighteenth, Kids On TV bring keyboard party-rap about activism and gay hustlers to the Grad Club, and Dandi Wind promises to both frighten and delight with her possessed aerobic routine.
November twenty-fifth, if we can scrape together thirty bones (ouch!) we may go see local heroine Sarah Harmer at the Sydenham Street church.
That is, if we can fit it into our oral sex/blogging schedule, of course.