It’s been eight months since the world first heard about a bitumen-oozing fiasco on a oil field owned by the Canadian Natural (CNRL) corporation near Cold Lake, Alberta. Four mysterious leaks have slowly spewed 1.878 million litres of heavy crude mixed with water, spurring several government investigations and orders—one of which called for two-thirds of a lake to be drained over the winter months.
There’s at least one recorded casualty in the fight over prescription heroin in British Columbia. Back in September, B.C. doctors won approval from Health Canada to prescribe diacetylmorphine—the active ingredient in heroin—to 20 hardcore addicts in Vancouver. That decision lasted two weeks.
Like those underemployed twenty-somethings the internet loves to ridicule, former cabinet minister Chuck Strahl has to hustle a few side jobs to get the bills paid. “I’m not independently wealthy,” he told the National Post earlier this month, when questioned about his work as both an energy lobbyist and a government spy watchdog.
It’s been a banner year for British Columbia’s wild mushroom foragers. And with one month left in the high season, there’s still money to be made.
I called up the DEA—not to discuss their expensive, racist and failed war on drugs—but to unpack the devoted/bearded supply chain that brings Calgarians their party drugs.
Over 1.5 million litres of heavy crude has seeped out of the ground at a military base in northeastern Alberta. Regulators aren’t sure of the cause or when the spill will end.
Just a friendly reminder that two-and-a-half years after an earthquake and tsunami caused a series of equipment failures and nuclear meltdowns in northeastern Japan, the threat of radiation poisoning in the Pacific Ocean will be around another 40 years or more. Have a nice day.
B.C. hasn’t bothered to update a century-old law that allows multinational corporations like Nestlé to take water without measuring, reporting or paying for it. You’re welcome, billionaires.
In 2013, crowdfunding is no longer the realm of little guys and start-ups. Not only is Spike Lee funding hislatest million-dollar film on Kickstarter, but Vancouver’s own educational institution Science World recently turned to online community donations to build an upcoming exhibition called AMPED.
When my cat went missing this summer, the last place I thought to look was the Internet.
Don’t get me wrong—I look at cute animals on the interwebs as much as the next Buzzfeed reader. I just never thought such an activity would somehow result in my pet’s return.
Can Canada’s political comedy let go of fake news and parody? Comedians behind viral site ShitHarperDid.com take their answer on tour.
Wine and liquor establishments across the province have a few reasons to toast this weekend. Today B.C.’s Liquor Control and Licensing Branch announced a set of policy changes that will positively impact several sectors of the industry.
What do donuts, ice cream and beer have in common? (Besides the carbs.) In this installment, small-scale treat makers combine resources for sweet and savoury pairings.
While East Vancouver celebrated the demise of a beloved venue with abandon, a smaller gathering in the West End launched an unexpected new haven for fun-having. Though it certainly wasn’t the first show hosted by Googly Eyes Collective, Elsethings Arts Festival—a collage of performance, film, art, and cozy hangouts—was charged with expectation, light, and new beginnings.
B.C. has a debt problem.
On average, British Columbians owe $38,837 in non-mortgage loans—more than any other province. Across Canada, consumer debt grew 37 per cent over the last five years—way ahead of the country’s nine per cent inflation rate.
At a sold-out Wednesday night show, whilst a snowstorm swirled outside, it was obvious just how much frontman Ryan Guldemond of Mother Mother enjoys the drama associated with a perceived apocalypse. Forces both natural and amplified came together in theatrical tension on the Orpheum stage, beginning with a foreboding opener (and new album title) “The Sticks.”
For Sherri Johnstone, resident at the Rainier Women’s Treatment Centre in the Downtown Eastside, the last two weeks have brought on some tearful goodbyes. As Health Canada funding for the four-year pilot project ceased Dec. 1, Johnstone and the Rainier’s 37 current residents are adjusting to immediate cuts in staff and programming.
“It’s been hard,” says Johnstone, who struggled with crack addiction and failed at traditional treatment programs before she was referred to the Rainier in 2011. “We started to open up to these women and now they’re not here… Now we have to do that again with somebody else — it makes me feel like I’m almost back at day one again.”
Nearly two weeks after Hurricane Sandy hit the East Coast, many New Yorkers are struggling to understand why parts of the city are still in crisis. By the time the lights in my East Village apartment returned, the citywide death toll had crept north of 40, thousands were still displaced and hundreds of thousands remained without basic utilities like electricity, water and heat.
Amid this darkness and uncertainty, a once-familiar movement reignited. Long before the first subway tunnels were pumped dry, members of Occupy Wall Street sprang into action, assessing the needs of people who lost everything in the storm.
In her first semester at the University of Saskatchewan, Katie Dutchak missed barrel racing with her horse Rootbeer Kazanova. A competitive cowgirl throughout high school, she missed the type of community the rodeo had offered her.
Not anymore. Last January, the first-year arts and science student teamed up with fellow student and racer Shelby Clemens and brought competitive rodeo back to U of S.
This week has me digging deeper into the world of public film screening, poster design and (of course) urban agriculture. Paper Tiger is screening its latest full-length film Rerooting the Motor City at a brand new community garden that opened Saturday in Brooklyn.
Next week Paper Tiger Television will host its first screening of the fall season. Along with a Berlin-based video collective called Pappsatt, we’ll be screening/discussing animations and documentaries about urban movements from NYC to Berlin. No cover! $2 PBRs! See you there!
There is an uncanny pleasure associated with reading outdoors, and Liz Colville’s breezy collection of short fiction squarely aims to stir up these feelings. Picking up Cover Story, one assumes sand may already be pinched between its 100-ish pages.
On Thursday, August 30, the Vancouver Public Space Network is presenting an awesome collection of short films about public art, advertising, city hacking and other urban public space issues. Not to ruin the surprise or anything, but one of those short films is my documentary On Corporate Graffiti!
He may have reincarnated himself as a reggae artist, but so far this summer, the rapper is sticking to a more familiar style. Which Snoop will make an appearance at Montreal’s Osheaga Music Festival this weekend?
Being the starving (okay, lentil-eating) writer that I am, gifts generally come from the heart rather than my wallet. Since this birthday mixtape is full of sun-soaked summer jams with only a few weird autobiographical interjections (sorry in advance!) I thought I might share this one more widely.
For many of the musicians I know, band practice is an intimate weekly ritual. One member taps out a rhythm overheard on the bus, while another articulates some severely internet-centric lyric. Sometimes it’s all lighbulbs and fireworks. Other times ideas are ridiculed and abandoned as quickly as they’re expressed.
The Adulthood graciously shared a jam session with me, and even let me point a camera at their faces. When I stopped by, they were jamming out a new song called ‘Til Death do us Part. This is the resulting video/jam/document/thing.
It’s a trailer for a documentary that aims to restore tapes from a countercultural video collective called the Videofreex. This gang of young New York artists was originally hired by CBS in ’69 to capture important moments in the youth movement. CBS didn’t like their stuff (too radical!) so they went on to start North America’s first pirate TV station.
The Motor City was the first industrial boom town in America to experience massive corporate disinvestment. And in the wake of the global financial crash in 2008, two long-festering narratives went viral.
On one hand media makers relished in pornographic ruin, documenting empty factories and abandoned homes as a spectacle of urban decay. On the other hand Detroit was celebrated as a playground for young and privileged creatives to rebuild. Inclusionary, home-grown alternatives faded into obscurity.
In the labyrinth of jam spaces and studios known as the Secret Location, it seems a noisy cross-genre experiment is born every minute. Buzzing with activity on a recent Saturday afternoon in Vancouver, nearly 100 local bands set aside their hangovers to come down and get photographed for the upcoming Music Waste festival.
If you’ve ever caught yourself flipping through reruns of MTV Cribs wishing authors and designers got the same treatment, Coast Modern is likely a refreshing way to spend an hour of your life.
Scanning Monday’s headlines, you may have spotted Postmedia’s announcement that it will cancel its wire service and cut 25 jobs. The news comes less than a month after the Vancouver Sun and Ottawa Citizen introduced online paywalls to combat a steep decline in print ad revenue.
We’ve known the financial picture for Canadian journalism has been in decline for a while. But one quick-and-dirty answer that has yet to be considered in Canada comes courtesy of a documentary called This Space Available, which is showing in Toronto for the first time today.
Following months of struggle with British Columbia’s Liquor Control and Licensing Branch, the Rio Theatre in East Vancouver will gradually return to the mixed programming it cultivated before 2012. For most of this year, the Rio operated under an imposed liquor licensing condition that prevented the venue from showing films.
Although the single-screen venue expects to make a full recovery, owner Corinne Lea says her company is not out of the woods yet. “Because our finances got depleted so badly, our biggest challenge is just digging ourselves out of the hole,” Lea says. “Now we’re creeping back.”