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The shocking reality that what happened in Manchester could have happened to us leaves me feeling helpless. How do I talk my child about hatred, violence and fear? How do I expose her to the incomprehensible acts of terror when I can't assure her that I will be able to keep her safe?
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I was the master of ceremonies at my brother's wedding. I wanted to engage the audience and what better way than using humour to do so. I searched for some wedding jokes for ideas but they were just too cliché-ridden. I stumbled upon some "Before Marriage and After Marriage" jokes using a play on Bollywood movie titles
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I love being a fan. There are a lot of reasons why and it all boils down to this: it simply makes me happy. I have no agenda. I'm not a badass superstar fan for any reason other than that it fills my world with joy. I'm not a groupie (i.e., my fandom isn't sexually driven). I have no illusions. Jim Cuddy may have joked about going for coffee with me and Corey Hart may have written me into a song, but I know those two -- and all the other artists I've met -- are not my buddies (of any kind). I'm just a fan revelling in the moment, the music, and the rockstar glow
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An article written for The Guardian by Charlotte C Gill sparked a considerable backlash from the music community. The premise of the piece entitled "Music education is now only for the white and wealthy" suggested that music has become an elitist subject, and that this is largely due to the "academic" way in which it is taught.
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Sex is great, being sexy is great, looking sexy is great. Double standards, not so much. I don't see why a young actress in a magazine article describing her talent and her latest projects must be photographed in her underwear, when a young man in the same situation is photographed in jeans and a shirt.
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But putting personal sentiment aside, I do firmly believe Leonard Cohen deserves to be on a stamp. I wish it had happened before his death -- as I have written previously, placing living Canadians on stamps, beginning 11 years ago, was the right thing to do, honouring groups like Gord Downie and the Tragically Hip and individuals like Stompin' Tom Connors, Joni Mitchell and Anne Murray.
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Recently, it was Family Day, and I got to thinking about all the different types of families there are: single-parent families, blended families, LGBTQ families, mixed-race families, multi-faith famil...
The Lady Gaga we fell in love with 10 years ago is back and better than ever. The icon who carved out an indelible brand persona has finally returned to her fans, her roots, her senses, and to her betrothed little monsters. She has reclaimed her trademark pedigree that made her the irrepressible image we all fell in love with. And she did it without any outside help or needless controversy.
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I am going to admit something. I didn't know "fitness hacks" were a thing until Lisa Davis asked me to chat about them on her show Talk Healthy Today. Now that I know what "hacks" are -- basically inn...
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It's that time of year, folks. People are scrambling through stores, rifling through racks of clothes, desperately yelling, " I need this in a medium!" before collapsing from pre-holiday exhaustion. I...
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Despite the headaches of tape in my early years I've come back to it. It took many months of agonising over which cassette deck to buy and whether I'd even enjoy the hobby; after all, together with my wife we've amassed a large collection of vinyl records that offer a warmer, clearer, just plain higher sound quality.
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When it comes to climate change, the math and science are clear -- but not to everyone. The arts can be powerful allies in helping us all understand the severity of the challenge and the urgency for action.
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The digital era, it was believed, would usher in a utopia for both musicians and the consumer. But in reality, artists - the people who build our nation's cultural foundation and much of the intellectual property we export - now struggle more than ever to earn a living. The creative middle class has virtually ceased to exist.
It was Ramadan, May 1988, and I was even more spaced out than usual, subsisting on a strange student diet of fig cakes and arroz y garbanzo. After an afternoon at the Prado, I found myself wandering one evening near the palacio de deportes and magically happened upon a Leonard Cohen en concierto esta noche sign. But what would I do? How would I ever afford a ticket?