Sad Mag and Rain City Chronicles are teaming up to bring you an evening of storytelling and music on Saturday, February 15th. Join us for Love Hangover, an evening that remembers everything that can go wrong in matters of the heart, at the historic Rickshaw Theatre.

Tickets will be released next week on Eventbrite (and we’ll be offering a special one-year subscription deal with purchase!), but in the meantime please get in touch if you are interested in taking the stage to tell your true tale. We’re looking for storytellers with tales about:

  • Workplace romance disasters
  • Bad breakups
  • Long-distance relationship travails
  • Being the unwilling subject (or author!) of a Missed Connection
  • Disappointments after a much-anticipated first date or first make-out
  • Unrequited crushes

Rain City Chronicles is an event for Vancouverites of all ages, backgrounds, professions and interests. If you have a parent, grandparent, new neighbour or old friend with a great tale, or maybe you have one yourself, send it to us!

The rules, for the Rain City Chronicles newbies:

  • Stories must be true, and they must be yours. No stand-up or in-character performances, and no notes.
  • Stories are seven minutes or less. We will play you off the stage like drunk Cate Blanchett at the Golden Globes if you go too long
  • Stories can be intimate, revealing and cathartic, but not mean-spirited. This isn’t an event to talk about how much you hate your ex. It is an event to talk about how you got stuck in a tiny elevator with her for six hours immediately following your breakup, for example.

Details:

Saturday, February 15th, 2014

The Rickshaw Theatre (254 E Hastings at Main St)

Doors @ 6PM, Show at 7:00PM

Tickets released next week- follow Sad Mag on Twitter and Facebook, or sign up for the Rain City Chronicles Newsletter for more details!

The rise of fast fashion is unfortunate for many reasons: the proliferation of disposable clothing; the unethical sweatshop labour required to keep up with it; the additional motivations for teenagers to spend their weekends loitering in a mall trend-hunting; haul videos. But the issue in the spotlight this week has been the tendency of retailers to colonize culturally meaningful designs and traditions for the sake of selling crap to trend-hungry, culturally-naïve consumers.

Paul Frank, memorable for their cartoon monkey imagery, recently provoked an outrage when they hosted a party described thusly: “Paul Frank celebrated Fashion’s Night Out with a neon-Native American powwow theme. Glow-in-the-dark war-painted employees in feather headbands and bow and arrows invited guests to be photographed on a mini-runway holding prop tomahawks.”

The party encouraged partygoers to chug cocktails such as the “Neon Teepee” and “Dream Catcher” while simultaneously claiming that they “[celebrate] diversity and [are inspired] by many rich cultures.” As Jessica Metcalfe of the Native American fashion blog Beyond Buckskin put it in a letter to Paul Frank Industries, “It is ridiculous to see this level of racism still occurring in 2012.”

Paul Frank invite

Except it’s not ridiculous, unfortunately. It’s neither rare nor unbelievable. Paul Frank was just the most recent audacious example of companies thoughtlessly considering dressing up like a “Native” to be a breezy pop-culture reference, dumping of a continent’s worth of distinct indigenous cultures into a feckless blender and mixing the resulting puree with diet Red Bull & vodka.

Previous offenders include Urban Outfitters, who were sued earlier this year by the Navajo Nation for committing cavalier copyright infringement on their eponymous copyright to sell products like the “Navajo Panty” and “Navajo Flask.”

The practice is so common that Jezebel made a whole slideshow entitled “The Most WTF Navajo-Inspired Clothing and Accessories.” And let’s not forget the seasonal popularity of the Sexy Indian Girl, or the capitalization of Spirithoods© on the animalistic “savage Indian” stereotype.

Indignant party-goers and anonymous internet commenters everywhere argue that there’s nothing racist about smearing “war paint” on one’s face, posing with a plastic tomahawk, or mounting a supposedly Peruvian stuffed animal on one’s head before diving headlong into the void. The claims that such acts are “celebrating” Native culture are undermined by the fact that all of one’s insights into the homogeneous “Native culture” they’re celebrating are derived from corporate party props.

Even worse, this party draws on the worst of prevailing Indian stereotypes: that Native people are savage, mystical, drunken anachronisms, practically mythical creatures; certainly not real people with meaningful histories and contemporary cultures. It’s depressing to realise that the partygoers who thought it was fun to dress up “like an Indian” probably thought it was no different than dressing up like a unicorn or a Harry Potter character.

Paul Frank PowwowThe only unique twist on the Paul Frank story is the aftermath, in which the company president, Elie Dekel, reached out to to Jessica Metcalfe and Adrienne K, the bloggers behind Beyond Buckskin and Native Appropriations respectively, to discuss how the company could rectify their actions and develop corporate standards of practice to ensure that a similar event wouldn’t happen again.

Concrete commitments include Dekel and both bloggers speaking at a panel for the International Licensing Merchandisers Association (LIMA) conference about the use of Native imagery in fashion, and collaborating with a Native artist to create designs that would see profits donated to a Native cause.

This is the real jaw-dropping turn of events: not the careless racism, but the thoughtful apology. It not only sets a bar for other companies that want to continue using Native imagery, but it demonstrates that it’s at least hypothetically possible for collaboration to happen between mainstream designers and Native artists.

Too often mainstream culture falls on the “frozen Indian” stereotypes, assuming that only through appropriation, re-envisioning, and marketing by non-Native individuals can indigenous designs break out of their irrelevant, prehistoric moulds and become appealing or interesting to the masses. Paul Frank apologizing, reaching out, and welcoming collaboration changes the conversation to include Native voices and perspectives, rather than simply plagiarizing them for the sake of convenience.

This isn’t to say that disposable fashion is defensible as long as they have an indigenous designer on board. But seeing this response at the level of Paul Frank has the potential to set a precedent for fellow fashion leviathans who can and have simply steamrollered over complaints and carried on, relatively unmarred by scandal.

Paul Frank could have issued a culpability-shrugging statement (a la Urban Outfitters: “Like many other fashion brands, we interpret trends and will continue to do so for years to come”) and carried on, and the sad truth is most shoppers would be undeterred from scooping up their products. What matters even more than their apology and subsequent actions is the fact that they could have chosen not to take them at all, but did.

Originally posted at Art Threat.

The work of Tobias Wong, a self-declared “paraconceptualist” and category defying artist-slash-designer (or designer-slash-artist), is intimately and revealingly documented in the latest exhibit from the Museum of Vancouver.

The show follows his progression as a sly critic of consumerism and marketing and a playful innovator, beginning with his early work as an art student to his most renown and subversive work. In light of his sudden and tragic death two years ago, it’s even more impressive that the show is bright and celebratory where one might expect gloominess. The pieces on display are captioned by those who loved or worked with Wong, sharing their perspectives on his creativity, ideas and dreams; each one is a lovely tribute in miniature, a revealing glimpse into a clever, iconic mind.

Fall is here and the long grey days have set in until June. When you’re feeling uninspired and are dreaming of dropping your projects to stay in bed all day, swing by the MOV instead. There’s no way you won’t leave with a fresh source of inspiration and a few great ideas.

Object(ing): The Art/Design of Tobias Wong
Museum of Vancouver
1110 Chestnut St
10AM – 5PM Tuesday to Sunday
Thursday 10AM – 8PM

Chlamydia Dell’Arte is billed as a “sex-ed burlesque,” but it plays more like a two-woman variety show. Twelve acts on sexual topics- from oral sex techniques to the differences in meaning between “transvestite”, “transgender,” and “transsexual,” are punctuated by brief videos starring the same two women (Gigi Naglak and Meghann Williams) in granny (not tranny) get up, introducing the sex ed topics to the “class.” Other video segments between acts feature real women sharing their own experiences and views on sexuality.

I wanted to love this show, but like most sexual encounters it was a mix of pleasure and awkwardness. The weakness of a variety show is always that the best acts throw into sharp relief the shortcomings of the ones that don’t quite work. My favourite was a recitation of the balcony scene in Romeo and Juliet, performed as a frenzy of mutual masturbation “O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?” moans Williams clad as Romeo. Naglak’s dance routines- a menstruation ballet and a feathery fan dance- are sparkling. But a monologue by Williams that starts out with a slyly humorous recanting of pre-date grooming rituals suddenly veers into a dark rape anecdote was unsettling and out of place in a show highlighting the weird and wonderful aspects of sex.

A few technical glitches cropped up- not unexpected for a first Fringe show- and Naglak and Williams confidently and gracefully carried on. They make for an entertaining contrast, and their different styles keep each segment entertainingly different and unexpected. And from a lady’s perspective, I loved seeing a show that explores sex and sexuality from a female perspective- after all, you’ll never find another show out there in which a woman converses in depth about contraceptive options with her talking vagina. If the phrase “talking vagina” appeals to you, don’t miss it. If the phrase “talking vagina” weirds you out, then you could probably use the perspective offered by Chlamydia Dell’Arte anyway- so don’t miss it.

Catch Chlamydia Dell’Arte at the Vancouver Fringe- details here!

At Sad Mag HQ we take an interest in all art forms, or at least we try; personally, I can’t sit through a musical unless it was penned by Joss Whedon. But when we heard about a velvet art show, we were curious: velvet art? What is that, anyway? We inquired with Peter Short, one of hte curators of The ILL’N Velvet Show, about this rare and beautiful (one might say unicorn-esque) art form.

Sad Mag: Why velvet?

Peter Short: Velvet is so soft and smooth. It feels good against your mustache. It’s sexy yet sophisticated. Many people who hang velvet paintings also climb mountains and drink only the finest scotch. These are just a few reasons.

SM: What made you decide to do a whole show with velvet art?

PS: I think its safe for us all to admit just how bomb velvet paintings are. It’s true that the factory production of velvet paintings that existed in the 1970s was a bit of a bummer. Everyone was left with a cheesy impression of what velvet paintings could be but its just an unfortunate misconception. It was only a brief moment in the long history of paining on velvet. The medium has endless possibilities. We wanted to offer art lovers a different kind of gallery experience. The show is a celebration of the ILL’N Club’s second successful year in operation so we wanted to do something fun and unexpected.

SM: Is velvet art making a comeback?

PS: There has always been a desire and interest in velvet paintings. It never really went away. The problem is that the average art lover has to depend on the thrift or antique market for their supply of works on velvet. Quality paintings are only getting more scarce and desirable. Even ‘bad’ velvet paintings can have an outsider quality to them which is very sought after for some collectors. It’s sustained popularity has even necessitated a velvet museum called Velveteria which is now relocating to LA from Portland due to its growing popularity. They are seriously carrying the flame as well as the collectors of this great art form. Collectors whom we can only assume are mostly spies and secret agents. They like to come home after a hard day and puff on their pipes while getting the evening news from Ron Burgundy and the Channel 4 News Team.

SM: When was it in style, anyway?

PS: We’re not even sure, really. Archeology can only tell us so much but we know that it popped up soon after velvet was invented in Kashmir. It was once treated quite seriously and the paintings mostly dealt with religious iconography. Sacred images painted on what was then a seriously luxurious material. There are velvet paintings that are hanging in the Vatican to this day. Who knows. Maybe all the popes smoked the dope.

The ILL’N Velvet Show: Closing Party

7:00PM, April 21st, 2012

Chapel Arts (304 Dunlevy)

$5 at the door

Free moustaches to the first 100 guests.

RSVP on Facebook


(If you can’t wait til April 21st to see the show, you can arrange a private preview. )

Read Part I (an interview with RC Wes­lowski) here.

The second annual BC Youth Poetry Slam championship, Hullabaloo, is coming to Vancouver April 10-14!

The creation of RC Weslowski and Chris Gilpin of Vancouver Poetry House, Hullabaloo brings young slam poets from across the province together to compete on stage. Not a fan of regular poetry readings? Don’t worry– slam poetry was actually conceived as the answer to the boring poetry recital.

As we covered in the last post, there are few rules to slam poems (no props, no music, nothing over three minutes) and winners are selected by randomly-chosen audience members. That ensures each event will be unpredictable, exciting and nothing like the last. Don’t miss it!

The Teams:

15 teams from around the province will be competing- one of which will be formed April 9th in the Last Chance Slam Cafe Deux Soleils, as youth ages 14-19 who are not yet registered for Hullabaloo will compete for a spot on the Wild Card Team.

Details on the Last Chance Slam.

Preliminaries:

April 11th and 12th
The Vancouver Art Gallery (750 Hornby)
4:30PM-9:30PM
Free (Details)

Finals – Individual

April 13th

The Rio (1660 E Broadway)

7:00PM-11:00PM

Details

Finals – Team

April 14

Granville Island Stage (1585 Johnston)

7:30PM-9:30PM

Details

Visit Hullabaloo to get your tickets now!

There are a few simple rules to slam poems, in case you were wondering: no props, no costumes, no musical instruments, and nothing over three minutes. Beyond that, anything goes. “Someone could do a haiku, or a hip-hop piece, a rant, a lyrical love poem, or a mix of comedy and poetry,” says RC Weslowski, founder of the Vancouver Youth Slam and c0-creator of Hullabaloo. “By definition, there isn’t really a type of poem called a slam poem.”

So what distinguishes a slam poem from the garden variety? Apparently, it’s not about the poet so much as the audience. Weslowski is wary of laying down any definitions (“there’s a bit of an argument between the poetry slam circles”), but tells me, “What the poetry slam does is encourage poets to engage with the audience. At the Youth Slam we have poets getting up and talking about the teachers’ strike- they are talking about stuff that’s relevant to an audience, and relevant to their audience, the youth of today.  You’re not just dong it for yourself, you’re trying to avoid being self-indulgent and appealing to your own tastes, you’re attempting to make a connection with the audience.”

A little history of the slam poem.

The origin of slam poetry dates back to the 1980s, when American poet Marc Smith realised how bad poetry readings could be. “He was going to readings and poets were just getting up and reading into their papers, and not paying attention to the audience,” says Weslowski, “And they were boring the people who were there.” He devised a different method that would keep the audience interested and provide a new challenge for the poets.

A poetry slam revolutionizes not only the poetry reading, but the universal competition metric of a scoring system. Instead of experts or trained individuals, the judges are five audience members, picked at random. They get cards with scores from 0 to 10 (10 remains the highest score) and vote for their favourites based on whatever criteria they decide matters, be it style or content.

“Everybody acknowledges that it is a gimmick, and it’s entirely arbitrary, because the next night there’s five different judges and the poem that won the night before won’t win. That’s why we encourage people to experience in style, in writing and performance, and not to talk it too seriously. Only take seriously working on your skills as a writer and performer,” explains Weslowski.

Hullabaloo and the Vancouver Youth Slam

Weslowski has been mentoring young poets for years, including as the founder of the Youth Poetry Slam (A Vancouver Poetry House project), now in its fifth year. The Poetry Slam convenes every fourth Monday at Cafe Deux Soleil for a slam. He also works with Wordplay, another Vancouver Poetry House program, that sends poets into schools to do poetry workshops with students and introduce them to slam poetry.

A few years ago, he and fellow Vancouver Poetry House member Chris Gilpin were watching Chicago high school poetry-slam competition documentary Louder Than a Bomb and decided to emulate it in Vancouver. The result was Hullabaloo, a competition inviting teams from around BC to compete in Vancouver and as a by-product building a provincial community of young poets. Impressive for any new arts venture, the first year was a success, which Weslowski attributes partly to the “critical mass of interest” generated by the Vancouver Youth Slam and Wordplay.

What does Weslowski hope the competitors, from Grades 9-12 around the province, will get out of the experience? “They’ll be encouraged to continue their writing. To know they have lots of peers within the province who are into the same thing that they are. If you’re into poetry and writing and books, you can often feel alone and isolated, like a big geek. And maybe you are a big geek, but then you come to this event and find out that there are other geeks just like you out there, and they’re totally into poetry as well.

“I hope they’ll keep on writing and be inspired by the other poets, the featured performers. And they’ll know that if they chose to, this is something they could keep on doing. This is something they could do with their lives.”

And what of the slam poetry neophyte who attends Hullabaloo- what can they hope to get out of it? “They’ll get to see that the kids of today are able to speak for themselves. They’re smart and articulate and they know what’s on their minds. They don’t need interpreters to speak for them. The audience can get inspired and feel a sense of pride about kids. It’s great. That’s kind of what we’re in it for—all the mushy reasons.”

Sounds pretty good to us!

Check back at the end of March for full details about Hullabaloo 2012, or for info and advance tickets to the semi-finals and finals now, visit their website!

Carmen Mathes is a writer, artist, and UBC PhD candidate who took time out of her busy schedule to chat with Sad Mag about her contributions to the upcoming Issue 9, plagerizing Jack London, and the best gymnastics video on YouTube. Read on!

Sad Mag: Who are you?
Carmen Mathes:
I am an academic and a romantic, who is spending the next six months in the South of Germany reading poetry.

 

SM: What are you writing for Issue 9?
CM: I’m interviewing two twins who, having grown up together and then settled at opposite ends of the country (Vancouver and Montreal), are both breaking into the Canadian fashion scene. Although they are going about “making it” in extremely different ways, both possess panache, style and sophisticated cosmopolitanism.

SM: What is the first piece of writing you were proud of?
CM: I wrote a short story in grade three that was a rip-off of Jack London’s White Fang. The teacher read it aloud to the class and my cheeks were definitely flushed with pride the whole time.

 

SM: Favourite Vancouver authors?
CM: Gillian Wigmore (although she’s based in Prince George) and Rachel Rose are two of my favourite Vancouver poets. I brought Gillian’s collection Soft Geography with me to Germany, and it’s currently living bedside.

 

SM: Favourite place in Vancouver to read and write?
CM: Upstairs at Trilussa pizzeria on Main Street. Go say hi to Alessandro and he’ll make you a breakfast pizza with nutella, strawberries and parmigiano-reggiano.

 

SM: Best bookstore?
CM: The miniature Pulp Fiction on West Broadway

 

SM: Current favourite YouTube video?
CM: This 1979 recording of Russian gymnast Natalia Shaposhnikova’s bar routine, which I found on the wonderful Rick McCharles’s website GymnasticsCoaching.com.

 

SM: Favourite annual Vancouver event?
CM: Eastside Culture Crawl!

 

SM: Where are you as you answer these questions?
CM: Die Vogelhaus Café und Kaufhaus. I’m sitting on a cushion in a little space between the regular tables and the window. I’m at street level, looking out onto the Münzgasse in die Altstadt of Konstanz.

 

SM: Last album you listened to?
CM: “The Goat Rodeo Sessions” from Yo Yo Ma, Stuart Duncan, Edgar Meyer and Chris Thile.

 

SM: What are you most excited about right now?
CM: This new word I’ve just learned—Möglichkeit—which means “possibility” in German. That is how my life currently feels: filled with possibilities.

To help support Issue 9, come to our St Patrick’s Day fundraiser GINGA NINJAS at the Cobalt!

We could not be more delighted that Sad Comedy: Valentine Edition will be hosted by the lovely Caitlin Howden. Originally from Montreal and trained in theatre at Ryerson in Toronto, she has a very long list of awards for being funny and also has a pretty amazing worst-show story. Read on!

Sad Mag: Who is Caitlin Howden?

Caitlin Howden: “OH, that’s me.” I emerge from the back of the room looking guilty and afraid.

“Why? What happened? What did I do?” I put away my cell phone, which I was using for one of my many fake phone calls I have to look less awkward in my own body. “Did I block anyone in? You’re not going to make me to a handstand, are you?”

SM: How did you end up in Vancouver? / What do you miss about Montreal?

CH: I spent 9 years in Toronto and I fell in love with it. I a very proud Montreal native, because it makes me feel just a bit cooler. I go back to both cities quite often. But I had never been to Vancouver. Everyone was talking about how booming the film and TV scene was out here. In Toronto, there are commercials and Canadian TV a-plenty, so I thought I would try my hand out here. Turns out as soon as I moved out here things just dried up. The US started offering the same tax credits that made Vancouver so alluring to US work. So here I am! Ah, but don’t feel so bad for me. Come on, stop crying. There is a happy ending, I have also fallen in love with Vancouver. I love my Canadian cities like I love my men; hard to reach and in threes. (improv joke)

SM: What was your first stage performance?

CH: I played Auntie Em in the Wizard of Oz in grade 3. I thought I was playing Dorothy, because that was what my brain heard. Then we showed up for first day of rehearsal and I cried.

SM: What do you like about doing comedy?

CM: We make people laugh. And laughter is good for you. And it’s what I’m good at. Some people are good at having stability, going for regular check ups, paying their taxes, or sleeping at night without full on panic attacks.  It takes all kinds, right?

SM: What do you dislike about it?

CH: Please refer to what other people are good at in previous question.

SM: What was the worst show you’ve ever done?

CH: Probably the one where I fell off the stage while wearing a dress into a table holding three margaritas, a pitcher of beer, and a group of grown people who made a face I’ll never forget. They reacted to me the same way I would react to an open-mouthed shark falling on my face.

I had to do the rest of the 2 hour show with bloody knees, smelling of beer, and the lady-hose I was wearing to conceal my “less than a man, more than I’d like” leg hair was so torn up I went bare-legged and fancy-free. I could hear people in the front row whisper “Oh no, the blood is getting caught in her leg hair”. That was a shit night.

SM: Where do you get your inspirations?

CH: I like to stand naked in front of the mirror a lot. It’s usually my milky white skin that does the trick regarding inspiration.

SM: What do you like best: theatre, improv or standup?

CH: Well, Theatre is reaaaallllllly cute, and Improv did the funniest thing last night. Stand Up and I had a one-night stand back in 2003, so… I like them all, but Improv is the one paying my bills right now… .IMPROV! I CHOOSE IMPROV!

SM: What is the funniest thing you have ever seen?

CH: In this order:

See Caitlin this Thursday at the Cobalt! $10 gets you a one-year subscription, the finest comedy in Vancouver, and an all-night dance party.

Sad Com­edy: Valen­tine Edition

The Cobalt (917 Main St)

Thurs­day, Feb­ru­ary 9th, 2012

Doors at 8:00PM, show at 9:00PM

Cover $10 (includes subscription)

RSVP on Face­book

Valentine’s Day is a time to cry, whether it’s because you have no one to swap romantic sentiments and/or body fluids with, or because your swapping-partner gave you a box of chocolates with the best ones already eaten. Whatever your reason for resenting the holiday (just a little, you’re not bitter) join us for Sad Comedy to laugh and drink away the pain!

Happening at our favourite hangout (The Cobalt), the show features a stellar line-up of comedians and is hosted by Ghost Jail’s Caitlin Howden.

If that isn’t awesome enough, a full-on dance party is happening after the show, with DJs Jef Leppard and Robo Santa spinning tunes until close. We’ll have a crying booth and a kissing booth set upfor photo ops all night.

The $10 cover gets you a year’s subscription and admission to the show and dance party! So gather up all your Valentines and get your crying face ready for Sad Comedy!

Sad Comedy: Valentine Edition

The Cobalt (917 Main St)

Thursday, February 9th, 2012

Doors at 8:00PM, show at 9:00PM

Cover $10 (includes subscription)

RSVP on Facebook