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MUSIC
Public Circuit’s Modern Church Is Built on Sweat and Synths
Public Circuit treats the dance floor like a place of worship. Think of a church rebuilt from sweat and distortion: strobe lights as stained glass, the crowd as congregation.
fakemink Concert Review: Dirty Luxury Shakes Toronto’s MOD Club
Toronto has always thrived on contradictions. It’s the type of music city that, in the late 2000s, birthed the distinct nihilistic electro-punk sounds of Crystal Castles and by the mid-2010s, gave rise to Drake who turned Toronto into the global capital of moody rap.
Dancing in dystopia: Annie-Claude Deschênes new single
Annie-Claude Deschenes, a mainstay in Montreal’s independent music scene, has come out with a new single “Main de Fer,” a reflection on urban isolation with an infectious beat.
Inside Winter’s World of Wonder and Realism on Adult Romantix
Summer’s end bears a myriad of emotions. Wistfulness and longing, the anticipation of the changing of the seasons, finding calm in closure, and nostalgia for the months behind us.
FAKE:Mask vs. Persona dares you to consume differently
FAKE, an experimental New York publisher that specialises in multi-sensory media, has released its fourth edition, Mask vs Persona. Each edition of FAKE has consisted of a high-quality vinyl accompanied by a physical printed zine.
God Save Sophie Powers—She’s Out of Her Mind and Into Yours
At just 20 years old, Toronto-born, Los Angeles-based provocateur Sophie Powers is reengineering the blueprint for today’s avant-pop princess. With anthems that hit like a panic attack and read like a diary entry mid–crash out, Sophie’s world is brutal, unapologetic, and hopelessly relatable.
Who Is bbno$? The Cult of Baby No Money
bbno$ (real name Alexander Leon Gumuchian) is one of the most internet-native artists to emerge from the SoundCloud era—an artist whose success is inseparable from meme culture, algorithmic fluency, and a distinctly online sense of self.
Maryze’s Versed is a Sleazy, Slinky, Queer Club Banger
After years of cultural stagnation, hedonism one could argue, is back: brat summer ignited a fire, The Dare ruled 2024, and indie sleaze—once the grimy, unbothered predecessor to the hyper-curated Instagram era—is resurging with a vengeance.
Oklou’s “blade bird” and Sylvia Plath’s “The Shrike”
Imagine the one whom we love consumed, savoured, and slowly eaten through the act of our love. After listening to French avant-pop darling Oklou’s recently released song, “blade bird,” this year’s Valentine’s Day found me reflecting on how romantic love so easily turns into cannibalism and possession.