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A Message from DBAWIS

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 24, 2016 by segarini

DBAWIS is on Hiatus until September 5th. In the meantime, don’t forget to visit our site and catch up on the over 1500 articles by entering the name of your favourite DBAWIS scribe in the “Archive” window, and have at it. Great reading for the Dog Days of Summer. See you with Fresh Fun on September 5th!

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The Writers – Roxanne Tellier, Pat Blythe, Frank Gutch Jr., Cam Carpenter, Jaimie Vernon, Gary Pig Gold, Doug Thompson, and past contributors, Nadia Elkharadly, Justin Smallbridge, Geoff Pevere, and the Sometimes Darrell Vickers. Not pictured are Guest Writers Ira Robbins, Bobby Singh, and Jade Dunlop, plus friends who have contributed a column or two over the years

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JAIMIE VERNON – GODS OF THE HAMMER

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 6, 2014 by segarini

Jaimie as King George

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Roxanne Tellier: My Toronto – Part Two

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 13, 2014 by segarini

january roxanneToronto was a different place in the late 1970’s and early eighties. Although it’s easy to look back with rose coloured glasses, it was, in fact, a watershed time for Toronto musicians. Everywhere you turned, you were surrounded by outstanding music, made by dedicated and very talented players, who enjoyed the freedom to create their art, and make a living at the same time.

 

 

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Geoff Pevere: Ridley Scott – Mack or Hack?

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , on June 29, 2012 by segarini

I’ve let the matter settle and sink in for a couple of weeks, so I think it’s time to say it:Prometheus may be one of the worst movies I have ever seen.

This is not stated lightly. I am fully aware that I have seen maybe a hundred thousand or so movies in my lifetime, and that I have seen more bad movies than any reasonable person ought to. That’s why I wanted to give the after-effects of Ridley Scott’s epically appalling exercise in ponderous new-agey wanking some time to clarify their impact. Which they have. Prometheus is a crap movie of legendary and timeless proportions.

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Geoff Pevere: Cosmopolis VS Teenage Girls

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , , on June 15, 2012 by segarini

I doubt the summer, or maybe the entire year, will provide me with another movie experience quite like the one I had last night with Cosmopolis, David Cronenberg’s new adaptation of one of Don Dellillo’s least-admired novels.

The movie itself is a challenging piece of work: largely taking place in the back of a spacepod-like luxury limo conveying Robert Pattinson’s soulless Wall Street billionaire-bloodsucker to a haircut on the other side of a riot-stricken Manhattan (nicely and not in any way unobviously played by Toronto), it plays out as a series of largely deadpan, abstract-theoretical exchanges between Pattinson’s dead-eyed uber-broker and various people who are briefly along for the ride.

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Geoff Pevere: Welcome to Geezerville. Population: Us.

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , on June 1, 2012 by segarini

The confirmation provided by this week’s Canadian census data that the country’s gone geezer – more Canadians than ever before are over 65 – provided an opportunity to consider a paradox. If so many of us are old, I was asked to ponder, how come there are so few codgers in pop culture? As a question, it’s more interesting than good, but in that it’s perfectly apt, as most popular culture itself is more interesting than good.

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Geoff Pevere: Music on Television 1969

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , on May 18, 2012 by segarini

In the course of watching practically everything I own for the purposes of launching some truly insane encyclopedic websites – one on westerns, one on crime movies and TV, one on cult entertainment and one on rock culture – I spent nearly fifteen hours recently in 1969. My Lord, what a fucked-up year.

For the rock culture site, I pulled out two DVD collections I’d had for years but not yet watched. (One of the reasons I’m starting these websites, apart from pure obsessional perversion, is so that I am compelled to actually look at just about everything I’ve accumulated over the years.)

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