I love the city of Edmonton, Alberta. And I’m perplexed by it. It’s this sprawling, squat homunculus of a city, full of one-story block-buildings and Soviet-era bunkers. I’m told Edmonton experienced its major construction boom in the ’70s, during the height of the Cold War; I can’t help but feel the majority of the structures […]Read more "Infill Edmonton"
Today I re-read one of my favourite essays: David Foster Wallace’s “E Unibus Pluram: Television And U.S. Fiction.” Aside from Wallace’s always-delightful blending of the hyperintellectual and the hypercolloquial, what I really enjoy about the paper is Wallace’s exploration of the usage of irony in fiction writing, and to what degree irony is still useful. […]Read more "The Post-Irony Manifesto"
Autumn is an incredible season. There’s nothing I can say about it that people far more talented than me haven’t already said better, but the power of the change implicit in Fall’s leaves and cold winds demands some comment. This autumn I have the distinct pleasure of helping a good friend make a film that takes […]Read more "As Autumn Moves In"
Two summers ago I painted my grandma’s fence. I would generally show up around eight or nine in the morning, work for two or three hours, and then come in and sit at the kitchen table where grandma would pour me bottomless cups of coffee while I tried to keep paint off of her freshly-laundered […]Read more "From Grandma’s Kitchen"
One year ago, Trina, Aerlan, and I were running all over Edmonton shooting Cities And Plains. We had no money and no permission to shoot anywhere, so we just went wherever we wanted, using wireless mics to conceal the fact that we were even making a movie. Aerlan constructed a make-shift shoulder mount out of an old tripod. We almost […]Read more "T-Minus One Week"
It’s sometime in April, 2013. The Elevation Room, an all-ages venue in downtown Edmonton, is closing. I’m there because Tyler Butler is playing as part of a farewell show to the venue and I play and sing in Tyler’s band. I’m in search of another beer when I see the enigmatic Layne L’Heureux over by the entrance. […]Read more "Layne L’Heureux – “Funeral Of A Former Self” Premieres on The Low Level Hum"
It’s been a few weeks since my last post. My intention has been and will continue to be to post (at least) weekly, and I will continue to endeavour to do exactly that. Let’s call these few silent weeks the exception and not the rule. The lack of posts in the last few weeks is […]Read more "Truthful Goings-On"