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Album Review: The Wilderness of Manitoba’s newly-released Island of Echoes

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If Fleet Foxes and MGMT got together and had a love child, one that was subsequently sent to a commune in a forest and raised by gypsies, it might sound something like the The Wilderness of Manitoba. We got our first listen of the Toronto-based hippie-folk-revival quintet’s latest album, Island of Echoes, ahead of its official release party, slated for Oct. 26. The verdict? Pure magic.

Theatre Review: Tear the Curtain!

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Keanu Reeves recently produced a documentary featuring a bunch of well-known directors arguing the merits of traditional filmmaking versus the modern, digitized way. Some of these filmmakers get pretty emotional when they concede that their art form is changing into something bigger, and possibly, better. Tear the Curtain!, a play about the war between film and theatre in the ’30s, proves that concern over film’s place in our culture is nothing new.

What I Wore: how a good biker jacket — along with some intricate jewellery — can spice up any outfit

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Throwing on a good black leather jacket, especially of the motorcycling kind, can edge up any outfit. Case in point: when myself and some other fashion bloggers in the city were asked to wear Rachel Rachel Roy to the designer’s recent appearance at The Bay, each and every one of us showed up with a black biker jacket overtop of our RRR dresses of choice. Basically, it’s a no-brainer for making anything look extra cool, and it’s so easy to throw on.

Toronto’s wake up call

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We follow top morning show host Liza Fromer on her mission to bring witty banter to T.O.’s breakfast tables

Drink This: Sidecar’s new autumn cocktail

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Hogtown is in the throes of a throwback cocktail fever — something for which Sidecar is partially to blame. Situated on Little Italy’s main thoroughfare, this restaurant was one of pioneering forces behind Toronto’s resurgence of Prohibition-era tipples. Four years ago, when the bar opted to eschew ’90s-style beverages, people would send back their drinks, proclaiming they were too strong for their saccharine palates. Now, of course, people can’t get enough.

Meet a Comedy Troupe: Sex T-Rex

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There’s a lot to be said about a comedy troupe that would name itself after a line uttered by wrestler-turned-actor-turned-politician Jesse Ventura, especially one that conjures a rather intimate image involving one of the most dangerous creatures to walk this Earth. But, that’s Sex T-Rex for you: spinning improv on its head with its ambitious and physical — and of course, funny — prowess.