It’s hot, it’s humid, June is already in the rearview mirror, and Summer is flying by like a witch on a broomstick.
Here in Toronto we have been inundated (bombarded, really) with an amount of music and art that would deafen and blind most cities, but not Toronto. We LOVE music, we CRAVE music, we DEMAND music 7 days a week and have the venues and artists to prove it. You can bitch and moan all you want about the dearth of music and clubs in your town, you can whine all you like about how bad music is today, how shitty and stupid it all is, and you can bemoan the state of radio and despise your unfortunate luck of having been born too late to see and hear “The Great Bands” of yore.
Shut up.
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