Never fear, you didn’t miss ANYTHING YET. The Laugh/Cry Comedy show is March 16th, and we’re all getting real excited/weepy thinking about laugh-hyperventilating through our tears. THIS WEEK, on this website, right here, we will be celebrating our comic line-up with a series of interviews so STAY TUNED. For today’s special, check out the wildchild whimsy of our host, Tegan Verheul.

 

Laugh/Cry Comedy Show

Starring:
++Ivan Decker
++Cameron Macleod
++Rachel Burns
++Andy Kallstrom
++The Bobbers – Queer Comedy Improv
++Instant Theatre Improv

…and more!

Doors at 8:00pm / show at 9:00pm
$7.00 admission / $3.50 beers

648 Kingsway, Vancouver

 

Don’t forget: !!! UGLY CRY FACE CONTEST: Post your best ugly cry face to Sad Mag’s facebook page and get free tickets to this show ¡¡¡

Gay Incantations is a project started by Coral Short and Lucas Crawford. The pair offered 56 incantations across the internet to add some glitter and gold to the bleak month of February through their website and Facebook page. 

The One Project is a creative project by Bryce Evans designed to inspire and encourage people to realize their dreams by helping readers understand misconceptions about loneliness.

Bryce interviewed both Coral and Lucas about Gay Incantations and will be connecting with friends of the two to create new photographs for The One Project and an upcoming issue of Sad Mag. Below is an excerpt from the interview.

What are Gay Incantations?

Coral: GAY INCANTATIONS are about honesty and relevance to our inner worlds. Gay Incantations are CAPS LOCKS statuses on Facebook. They are psychic magical emissions towards a more loving gay community starting from a foundation of loving ourselves.

Lucas: Gay Incantations are attempts to use language, speech, and human connection to change the possibilities of our lives, our moods, and our days. They are succinct magic spells that we are casting on ourselves. They are little relics of depression hammered into hopes.

In The One Project, one of my main goals is to help people understand that loneliness is universal and it is something we all experience. Does education play a role in Gay Incantations to help erradicate hate?

C: Facebook, I believe, is a very lonely place at times – surfing through the statuses and photos… GAY INCANTATIONS are there to pierce this interface and interupt the feeds by encouraging us to flourish in our day to day lives.

L: I like the idea of thinking of them as educational, but in the sense of provocations rather than lessons. If we provoke some people to think differently or act differently in relation to their own loneliness or that of others, that would be a success in my books.

Vancouver Art Gallery’s Art Spiegelman retrospective proves there’s much more to comics than Archie & Betty and childhood superheroes. 

 

The Vancouver Art Gallery’s current exhibit, CO-MIX: A Retrospective of Comics, Graphics and Scraps, showcases artist Art Spiegelman, whose innovative use of the comic strip– as a tool for social commentary and to fearlessly intervene in high-stakes political, aesthetic and cultural issues– leaves nothing off limits.

The underground “comix” movement of the seventies in San Francisco ignited Spiegelman’s career. During this time Spiegelman published in diverse styles in Short Order Comix, co-edited and published in Arcade, and worked as a cartoonist for Playboy. Spiegelman was also employed by the candy company Topps as a designer of trading cards and stickers. In typical Spiegelman style, this meant producing designs that criticized consumerist culture even as it paid his bills.

There is so much to see in this exhibit, and if you look closely, you will be rewarded with the most “comical” of comic jabs. My favourite work, “The Comics Historian,” combines unlikely comic characters in a critique on the erosion of the cartoon craft. Spiegelman’s witty dialogue between Charlie Brown and the Peanuts, Popeye, characters from Southpark, and his own Maus mice are a clever juxtaposition of mass-market, lowbrow erotica, and coterie comics: the so-called “co-mix.” Fast-forward to Spiegelman’s work today and you will find him designing children’s books such as “Open me … I’m a Dog!” with a much more refined and censored style.

After providing a critical foundation in his juvenilia and the early work for Topps, the VAG’s exhibit launches right into the highlight of Spiegelman’s international career: Maus. This thirteen-year project skyrocketed Spiegelman to success and has since become his best-known work. A deeply personal artist, Spiegelman turns to his own adversity for inspiration in his works, and Maus is no exception. Weaving the threads of two narratives, one of a father and son, and the other of the Holocaust, Maus retells history. This graphic novel was revolutionary because it did something that had never been done, which is to combine reality and autobiographical material to enter into the world of comics. The VAG dedicates the largest chunk of the exhibit to Maus, with pages mounted like canvases on each of the walls and numerous sketches showing his artistic process.

Spiegelman’s influence on the art world cannot be overstated. He and his wife’s creation of RAW magazine, which was recognized as the leading avant-garde comix magazine of its era, brought together American, European and Japanese up-and-coming cartoonists in order to give them exposure.  This lead to recognition of artists such as Robert Crumb and shone the spotlight on up and coming cartoonists. His ongoing conversation with contemporary politics creates bold, sometimes controversial pieces. These dialogues come head-to-head in his cover for The New Yorker titled “Valentine’s Day” in 1993 and later “Ground Zero” following the events of September 11, 2001. In total his twenty one covers for The New Yorker are admirable for their intentionally scandalous say-it-how-it-is attitude. I highly recommend taking a close look at the “Ground Zero” cover and the series of incomplete covers for RAW; they are brilliant.

The VAG does a fantastic job showcasing Spiegelman’s artistic progression and ongoing experimentation. I would advise visitors to imagine the show as a manifestation of his Breakdowns: Portrait of an Artist as a Young %@?*! 2008 series, which was a sort of retrospective of his earlier series Breakdowns. Viewed this way, the exhibit not only builds up the successes of this artist but it also tears him down, revealing the intimate moments, scraping away the layers to find brilliance in the flaws. A culmination of the scraps of his artistic genius, Spiegelman is remarkably diverse and is sure to grab hold of your own artistic imagination.

The exhibition is running February 16 – June 9 2013. 

album cover portraits that scream Kokoschka

BEEKEEPER is an indie post-pop power trio from Vancouver consisting of comedian Devon Lougheed, protein synthesist Luke Cyca, and opera singer Brandi Sidoryk. Their music blends together infectious hooks, stunning male/female harmonies, and unsettling math-rock dissonance. Their music and live shows are infused with good-natured twists, pranks, and hoaxes that keep listeners guessing. As they just returned from a Western Canada adventure to promote their new album “Shout at People” they haven’t stopped asking questions to fans via the social media sphere. As a way to engage the public, much like their shows, questions such as “What do you want your gravestone to say? Or “Do you have any regrets?” color their interactive wall space. SAD MAG decided to reverse the asking of questions, giving beekeeper ten lines to fill out, of which lead-singer Devon responded in the most serious way possible.

First show ever was The Philosopher Kings with my dad in Brantford, Ontario. The singer got multiple girls to throw their bras onstage. My dad’s mind was blown, and I knew what I needed to do with my life.

Best words from a stranger were “You can’t just shout at people”.

My love for Arby’s will never die. I’m the worst vegan ever… although, Arby’s is barely food, much less meat, right? Horsey sauce!

Favourite spot inside my mind is halfway between two coffees and two whiskies. It’s called “songwriting ultrazone”, and it is a good – albeit frightening – place to be. Wanna join me?

I feel great when ladies throw bras onstage. Ok, that’s never happened, and I’m not sure what I would do with them. Maybe I’d give them to Brandi, our bass player. I wonder what her bra size is…
Vancouver can be the really vibrant music scene that it is — we just need to let ourselves admit it. There are fantastic bands here, and some great venues (although we could use some more of those). Let’s be proud! We can be the new Montreal, come on folks.

Most people think that beekeeper is too hard or too soft, when really, we’re just right. And also those other things too.

I can only imagine that you’re reading this on your iPad in the bathroom.

My grandma was in the first graduating class of doctors at the University of Toronto to allow *gasp* WOMEN to graduate.

beekeeper better notice that you popped by http://buy.bkpr.ca/ to check out our new EP. Honestly, it is the most fun thing we’ve ever made, and we think you’ll really enjoy it.

Check out their newest album “Shout at People” HERE

let it all out, Claire.

At Sad Mag, we know all about the ugly cry. 

On March 16th, come celebrate shamrocks and Irish charm through the lucky rainbows of your tear-filled eyes at the Laugh/Cry Comedy Show at Toast Collective. Sample the Laugh/Cry Photo booth, ginger themed cocktails + Beerz (“Ginger” Ale) and all the cry-your-face-off funny stuff you can handle.

Laugh/Cry: designed for optimal facial contortions by your friends at Sad Mag, and hosted with tender sarcasm by Vancouver’s very own Tegan Verheul.

Starring:
++Ivan Decker
++Cameron Macleod
++Rachel Burns
++Andy Kallstrom
++The Bobbers – Queer Comedy Improv
++Instant Theatre Improv
++Taz VanRassel and Sunday Service

…and more!

Doors at 8:00pm / show at 9:00pm
$7.00 admission / $3.50 beers

!!! UGLY CRY FACE CONTEST: Post your best ugly cry face to Sad Mag’s facebook page and get free tickets to this show ¡¡¡

Chen holds "Full Bloom"

Bad news, folks. While I’ve been trying to beat the system of institutionalized yoga in Vancouver and eat my weight in 5-year old cheddar, eleventh-grader Celine Chan has been launching The Greater Vancouver Art Contest, a completely student-run and organized contest for students all across Greater Vancouver. Addressing the need for more local art contests for youth, Chen invites art students from Grade 8-12 to participate and to expose their talent to the rest of the community. “Our vision,” says Chen, “is to transform the public’s perception of art, but most importantly, give the youth of Greater Vancouver an opportunity to express their creativity.”

 

Sad Mag: Who are you?
Celine Chen: I am a Grade 11 student at Mulgrave School in West Vancouver. I am a passionate art student, who loves exploring new frontiers with what I can create. I also love to spend my time looking other artists’ works on the Internet.

SM: How are you getting involved in the art scene in Vancouver?
CC: Well, founding this art contest is definitely my biggest involvement in the art scene. I want the art contest to become a catalyst for artistic growth in Greater Vancouver.

SM: What was the first artistic endeavor that you felt proud of?
CC: At our school, we have an annual Spring Gala. Each class from the Junior School (Gr. K-6) would create an art piece that would be sold in the Gala. During recess one day in Grade 3, I drew an abstract picture based on geometric shapes and showed it to my teacher. Later on, my teacher decided that this design would be the one our class would create as our Gala piece!

SM: What do you think the art scene in Vancouver is lacking?
CC: Vancouver is lacking a place for young artists to share their work. 

SM: Favourite Vancouver artist(s)?
CC: I have recently discovered the works of Jeanne Krabbendam and I love the way she works with mixed media.

SM: Favourite artistic medium?
CC: I’ve just started experimenting with more advanced mediums this year. Other than acrylics and oil paint, I like clay and digital art. The picture of me with the brightly coloured canvas is my latest piece. It is made of origami paper and glue. The piece is called “Full Bloom” and is inspired by the theme of repetition. For many people, repetition means monotonous, boring routines. Instead, I wanted to change their perspective and show the hidden beauty and intricacy in repeating simple elements.

"One Thousand Hands"

In the second photo, the piece is called “One Thousand Hands,” and made out of plaster of paris, plaster bandages, and wood. I aspired to encompass both themes of ‘play’ and ‘minimalism’ in this work as well as explore the evolution of hand actions in Chinese culture. As a silent form of communication, hand gestures can hold more meaning, value, and significance than words themselves.

SM: Best Vancouver venue for seeing art?
CC: I see a lot of nice art all over the streets of Vancouver.

SM: Where are you as you answer these questions?
CC: The comfort of my own home.

SM: Last album you listened to?
CC: Believe Acoustic by Justin Bieber :) Great music taste, I know.

SM: What are you most excited about right now?
CC: To see the contest submissions of all the talented youth in Greater Vancouver and the MeToWe trip to Kenya this summer with my school!

 

The Greater Vancouver Art Contest is open to youth from grades 8-12 in the Lower Mainland. There are two categories: Junior (gr. 8-10) and Senior (gr. 11-12). The online showcase will be from May 1st to May 7th. The winners will be announced on May 6th.  

Prizes include more than $1500 of art goodies and an opportunity to display your work in the Art Starts Gallery!

Check contest website for more details

The perils and misadventures of online dating in No Fun City, with bonus date-stalking tips from a tech-savvy single lady.

 

I’ve just completed watching seven seasons of Gilmore Girls. The entire series. And it’s not even on Netflix. Watching this much senseless banter (mixed with alcohol) seems to be my only distraction from the fact that I’ve just ended an eight-year relationship.

Let’s just put this into perspective: the last time I was single Facebook didn’t exist. We found our apartment in the newspaper. The paper paper. And online dating was reserved for the dregs of society. Most of my friends say this isn’t true anymore, but obviously I’m hesitant. Actually, I’m hesitant about dating again in general. Telling my life story to a bunch of new guys sounds tedious. You know that person, who tells the same story over and over like you’ve never heard it, but you just have to grin and bear the awfulness? I fear I will become that person except the listener will be me, and I’ll be torturing myself. At least with online dating you get all the basic questions out of the way on your profile. And it does seem to be the most cowardly way to get back into dating, which is appealing. What do I have to lose?

A friend of mine told me never to message first. She says that guys are genetically predisposed to love the hunt and it’s our duty to allow them that privilege. She also employs this strategy by ignoring texts and emails from any guy for anywhere from 8 to 24 hours. Apparently common decency is old-hat. I have so much to learn. I scratch together my profile with the cutest (ahem, er, photoshopped) photo of myself I can find and wait. Almost immediately, I get an enticing offer:

“I want to clean for you, be your house bitch like, scrubbing your floors, toilet, doing dishes, dusting, doing laundry, ironing, etc… on my hands and knees under your control. I am not looking for sex, I want to be your slave.”

Ummmm, jackpot? Why shouldn’t I take this guy up on his offer? I really do hate cleaning. And I could still date other guys, right? He would probably love that because it would be even more humiliating. I’d be making out with some guy and he could be vacuuming. “Oh him? No, he’s just my slave, Ralph. Ignore him.”  Actually, that might be awkward. And I love being a bitch so this is surprising. I think I’m more afraid that I’ll like it and then I’ll be stuck craving this sort of arrangement. I feel bad for people who need such elaborate set ups to get off. Autoerotic asphyxiation, infantilism, plushophilia..etc; it all just sounds like a hassle (and possibly life threatening). Pass.

I get why you can see when someone has viewed your profile on these dating sites, but it also makes obsessing hard without looking crazy. It’s also really hard to keep everyone and their information straight: was this the guy who enjoys yoga, or yodelling? I need to click on that profile to find out – over and over again. So I’ve devised a simple and effective method that doesn’t involve paying the “stalk anonymously” fee. First, screen capture their profile (if you don’t know how to do this, Google it). Second, save all their photos to a folder with their name on it. And lastly put that folder in your dropbox so you can access and scrutinize their photos from the comfort of your own palm or wherever you like. I’m a genius. You’re welcome.

I get another message. A funny, rambling message, but rife with spelling errors. This is unfortunate. If you don’t spell check, how much do you really care what I think of you? The occasional error is fine, but peppered throughout the message and I think you’re a meathead. Don’t I deserve someone who can tell the difference between their and they’re? But I’m trying to be less judgemental. My shrink says I gotta go easy on these guys cause I’m too picky. So I give the guy a chance cause it seems like the decent thing to do and he has a really good head of hair. We’re messaging back and forth and it’s nice. Having something like that to look forward to is exciting. Then I get my first piece of evidence that enables me to find out his real identity and I’m on Google as fast as humanly possible.

I only have his first name and what he does but ding ding ding, I find a video! That’s like the Holy Grail for Google stalking. I press play nervously. He looks okay, albeit older and chubbier than his profile photos would suggest, but he has a nice coat on and it’s not horrible. I immediately forward this to all my friends, of course. With their blessing I keep talking to him and that’s when I got the message that should have been my cue to exit.

He tells me a story about his childhood and brings up his past flagrant use of the “n” word (though he spells it out). He says he admits it was horrible but I gotta ask myself, WHAT THE FUCK?! Even if you did use it and now regret it WHY ON EARTH would you bring it up now? In an email TO A STRANGER you may want to sleep with?

I ask my panel of friends and there’s a lot of air sucking, but he seems clueless about this being bad form, maybe it was just his weird attempt at humour? In the spirit of trying new things and being forgiving of people’s stupidity I send him back this message: “Well, my general rule of thumb has always been not to drop the N bomb until at LEAST the 3rd date.”

So I end up meeting him. I arrive at the coffee shop and he seems nervous; his hands shake a bit as he sips his coffee and I’m instantly turned off. Plus he was wearing a jaunty scarf that emasculated him further. I try to have a conversation with him but he mostly talks about himself. Then, somehow, he gets on the subject of people “not from this country” taking our jobs….fuck. This guy actually IS RACIST. I should have seen that one coming, I know. This is my first date in eight years, cut me some slack. My eyes dart around for the nearest exit.

During the weeks we were talking I felt so sure it would work out with him, and this alarms me. I don’t know how to date. Not that I thought it would be easy but I don’t seem to have any sense around this subject. How much should you put up with and when are you just being too picky? I’m just going to have to find something to learn from this first experience. Like, don’t pin all your hopes on one person. Or, if he uses the “n” word, he’s probably not marriage material.

Love is in the air and it’s coming for you. Apoca-love, watch out! Strange how one day in the middle of February has us reflecting on romance and L-O-V-E when really, love should be celebrated year round, with lovers, friends and family. Go buy your parents a bouquet of flowers, mail your best friend a card or throw together a gourmet meal for your date. It doesn’t take much effort or money and will go a long way in letting the people you love know that they’re appreciated and cared for.

This week, while obsessing over lady of romance herself, Edith Piaf, I re-watched “La Vie En Rose” to discover more about her life and story. In the closing minutes of the film Edith sits on a sunny beach as an American journalist asks: If you were to give advice to a woman, what would it be? Edith Piaf: Love. American journalist: To a young girl? Edith Piaf: Love. American journalist: To a child? Edith Piaf: Love. Not to say that only woman should love – we all should; however it delivers a humble and insightful answer that regardless of our life experiences, triumphs, tragedies and traumas, love wins. Always.This month’s playlist doesn’t include and Edith Piaf, however there are some good local songs for the heart and the remainder of February 2013.

Listen to the February Local Musics Mix!

1- Ok Vancouver Ok – i get so drunk about songs about love
2- The Zolas – Knot In My Heart
3- Brasstronaut – Slow Knots
4- The Nautical Miles – Mythmaker
5- Wake Owl – Gold
6- Jon and Roy – Little bit of Love
7- Current Swell – Too Cold
8- 41st and Home – Wilderness Eyes
9- Maurice – All I Ever Wanted
10- Vince Vaccaro – The Dove
11- The Mohawk Lodge – Light You Up
12- The Belle Game – Wasted Light
13- Destroyer – Poor in Love
14- A.C. Newman – Miracle Drug

Inspired by Michelle Reid’s “Glamour Issue” article on Prop House Café, Sad Mag contributor Darren Li decided to explore this place himself. Li took Reid’s description of the Café as “a cross between the living room of a kooky grandma and a rambling antique museum,” as an erstwhile challenge, deciding to seek out four items and discover the story behind each one. In an interview with café owner Ross Judge, Li chronicles the material history of this unique Vancouver setting.

Prop House, 1636 Venebles

Darren Li: What or who inspired the idea of Prop House Café?

Ross Judge: Me. I felt that communities in Vancouver needed a home.

DL: How do you feel your one of a kind café influences the art and culture of Vancouver?

RJ: We are, what you would call, cultural provocateurs. This place invites and inspires all types of artists. There are cameras that would excite photographers, old records that would inspire musicians; we’ve got everything.

DL: How old were you when you first started collecting these items? Do you remember the first item of your collection?

RJ: I think around 1996. The oldest item that I have is a mountain lion growling on top of a rock.

DL: Most people have collections or memoirs. For me, I collect shot glasses from places I visit. What inspired you to start collecting antiques?   

RJ: A disease – a hoarding disease.

DL: Which item is sentimentally worth the most to you?  

RJ: The piano. It is a 1957 upright grand Heintzman. I bought it at the Woodward’s Building downtown in 1959. I won’t list anyone specific, but an incredible amount of people have played it.

 

 

Antiques and their stories

a reminder that Vancouver community means taking into account the DTES

Hanging doll

This funny looking figure caught my attention as soon as I walked into the café. I thought he must have something to do with Christmas because of his red nose and innocent look, but upon asking Ross about it, he told me different.

“It is actually a hobo; he symbolizes homelessness on the Downtown Eastside. I have him hanging from the ceiling right as you walk in because I feel that homelessness is a big issue in Vancouver. You can tell he is homeless because of the clothes he is wearing; it looks like he made it himself.”

 

full-on nineties sensibility and lasagna love

 

 

 

 

Sleeping Garfield phone

When I saw this old-fashioned phone, I smiled. I just had to ask Ross about it. Turns out he hates Mondays just as much as Garfield.

“I like Garfield and his sense of humour, and that is why I got it. When you pick up the phone, Garfield’s eyes open.”

 

 

Ross's resident turntable

 

 

 

 

Record player

AKA “Grove Machine,” turntable, phonograph, gramophone… this particular player picks the beats on Judge’s solid café record collection. The mellow sounds you hear when you first walk in are 100% vinyl.

This is old news, but bears repeating because did you know that the first record player was invented in 1877 by Thomas Edison? The man was doing everything. It looked a bit like a trumpet, but we’ll excuse the Victorians their aesthetics. Later on, Emile Berliner transformed the phonograph, making it able to play gramophone records. Ross’s record player is Berliner’s version, what most people refer to as a turntable. There are grooves on records (get it? get it?), and while the record spins on the turntable, the needle traces the grooves and vibrates to produce the wanted sound.

keeping evil spirits at bay

 

Wooden figures

There was something mysterious and intriguing about these two wooden figures. When I asked about them, Ross told me the interesting story behind them.

“These two figures are from a tavern called The Breakers located in Point Roberts, Washington. There was a ‘no drinking on Sundays’ rule in Vancouver until around the 1980s. So people would have to leave Vancouver just to get a drink on a Sunday. The Breakers was a famous place people went to just past the border. The owner sold me these two figures. They are Tiki gods that guarded the entrance of the tavern to keep evil spirits away.”

one espresso at a time

It’s February, and here I am at my parents’ house, idly reading my mother’s Valentine’s-themed copy of Canadian Living, when it dawns on me that it really is all about L.O.V.E. Because who else would subscribe to a magazine for twenty-odd years that is all about how to make everyone else in your life more comfortable, more happy, more well-fed and more well-rounded than, well, someone who really loves you. And who, coincidentally, also knows how to make the best Chicken a la King.

Let’s celebrate this month of dreary heart-shaped consumerism with some truly authentic beats. Because taking care of business is what love is all about.

 

Listen to Pam’s “Dissolve” Playlist

 

A maven of music, a food snob and a stick­ler when it comes to good design, those of us who know Pam regard her as a pas­sion­ate per­son for all things cre­ative. Pam received her Bach­e­lor of Fine Arts from Emily Carr Uni­ver­sity of Art& Design in 2006 and her diploma with hon­ours in Illus­tra­tion and Design from Capi­lano University’s IDEA Program.

When Pam isn’t doing her design magic for Sad Mag, she enjoys being a soprano diva in the Kings­gate cho­rus, mak­ing elab­o­rate meals and then eat­ing them, and mak­ing daily playlists for your lis­ten­ing pleasure.