Sunday, 30 August 2009

MEGAN HAMILTON SPEAKS ABOUT RECORDING HER NEW ALBUM - SEE YOUR MIDNIGHT BREATH IN THE SHIPYARD

I thought that I'd share an interesting videotape, courtesy of youtube. It's with Megan Hamilton and she talks a bit about the recording of her recently released cd - See Your Midnight Breath In The Shipyard. The video is filmed in a kind of home movie format that I found to be rather cool and it was insightful to boot. Her cd was reviewed in TTQ3 and Megan and her band (The Volunteer Canola) have been playing some shows here and there in the Toronto area over the course of the summer. Check out her album, you won't be disappointed!!! Click this link to view the video:








For more info concerning Megan, visit her website:

http://www.meganhamiltonmusic.com/index.html





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Tuesday, 4 August 2009

THE TORONTO QUARTERLY - TABLE OF CONTENTS - ISSUE 3


THE TORONTO QUARTERLY - ISSUE 3 (MAY, 2009)

COVER ART -
GEOGIANA MARCU

INTERVIEWS -
DESI DI NARDO
STEPHEN MORSE

SHORT STORIES -
CHARLES BLACKSTONE

FLASH FICTION -
MEG POKRASS

POETRY -
DESI DI NARDO - 3 poems
STEPHEN MORSE - 2 poems
AINE MACAODHA - Memories
JANICE BRABAW - Future
EWAN WHYTE - 2 poems
FELINO SORIANO - Painter's Exhaltations
IPHIGENIA SEVERINOVA - Untitled Film Still
SEAN HILL - Juggernaut
SARAH TEITEL - Advice
LYN LIFSHIN - 2 poems
ROBERT KLEIN ENGLER - 2 poems
ZACHARY BUSH - 1 poem
KATE MARSHALL FLAHERTY - The Sponge Poem
GREGORY GUNN - Sapphire - Omened Love
EDWARD KANERVA - Aleatoric Smile
CAROLYN SRYGLEY-MOORE - 1 poem
SCOTT WANNBERG - There's a Homicide
J.J. STEINFELD - A Theory of Education
ELIZABETH HOWARD - Was it Mars Above Your Apartment?
ELANA WOLFF - Two in Raluca's Waiting Room
TAMIR BAR-ON - Exile
TRISH HARRIS - A Cool April Night
DAVID DANNOV - Sleaze
HOWARD GOOD - Self Help
ALEXANDRA OLIVER - What You Want the Doctor to Tell You
MICHAEL SALCMAN - The Apprentice Surgeon
DAVID OPRAVA - The Dawn
HELLER LEVINSON - The Road to Comb Road
ROBERT WHITELEY - Crossword
MELANIE PIERLUIGI - 2 poems
DANIELE PANTANO - 4:36 AM
RYAN BIRD - The Doors
TIM TOMLINSON - 2 poems
CORRINE BAILEY - Death, Stephen King Style
AMANDA JOY - To Applause
KEVIN CRAIG - Beneath the Constellations
LAURA SILVER - PIER GIORGIO DI CICCO (poem)
ROBIN RICHARDSON - The Leprosaria
KENNETH P. GURNEY - Bear Market
LIZ WORTH - 2 poems
ERIKA MOYA - To Touch
DONALD ILLICH - Remembrance Day
JAMES H. DUNCAN - Fresher Diamonds
JORDAN ABEL - Dear Skin Drum Floating Down a River
LINDA MERCER - Keep the Change
CONNIE POST - Cold Front
BLAIR TREWARTHA - Softening the Mould
DIANA M. RAAB - The Library
JANICE COLMAN - When Garth Ass-Fucks My Soul
PAUL MABELIS - Innuendo
PETRA WHITELY - Skin
MATTHEW HALL - A Pattern of Settlement
BERNICE LEVER - Privates
MILO MARTIN - Stegosaurus
PATRICK M. PILARSKI - Place Names
AMANDA J. BRADLEY - Seed
JANN EVERARD - 2 poems
DAVID LEVINSON - Le Monde
JOHN GREINER - Song of the Pornographer
ROGER KNOX - Road Racing

PHOTOGRAPHY -
KAREN SCHULMAN DUPUIS
DAWNA WRIGHT
LAURA SILVER

ARTWORK -
CHARLES MOFFAT
LORETTE C. LUZAJIC
NATALIE REIS

MUSIC REVIEW -
MEGAN HAMILTON - See Your Midnight Breath in the Shipyard (written by Darryl Salach)

buy your copies here:

Bookcity (Annex) - Downtown Toronto501 Bloor St. West 416-961-4496
Bookcity (Bloor West Village)-Toronto2350 Bloor St. West 416-766-9412
McNally Robinson Bookstore- Toronto1090 Don Mills Road 416-384-0084
Poet's Pulpit-Oakville2411 Marine Drive 905-825-3773
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Sunday, 2 August 2009

REMEMBERING: AL PURDY.....to Paris never again


I was flipping through my copy of Al Purdy's, "to Paris never again" and was astounded and reminded of the man's remarkable talent. Sure, Al Purdy was always recognized as one of the most prolific poets of modern time to ever hail from the Great White North.

His majestic lines were recognized by the most prominent of literary figures around the world.

Even Charles Bukowski of all people, appreciated the man from Ameiliasburgh, Ontario. Buk described him in this way, "I don't know of any good living poets. But there's this tough son of a bitch up in Canada that work's the line."

They both came from similar backgrounds, working menial, labour-intensive jobs, traveling from place to place, up until they were both finally able to make a living with their writing full-time.

They both corresponded with one another over the years spurring each other on - it was up to them to spread the word - or so they thought.

Looking back, they were right, it was that precious gift they left to all of us, brief glimpses of ourselves, their words of living and longing touching us in just the right places, so eloquently crafted.

Both have been gone for many years now, and the well it is dry, no one seemingly able to carry on the torch poetically today. Sure, some try, but to no avail...the honesty in poetry today has burned away into the labyrinth of the setting sun.

There will always be a shortage of greatness in this dour world, be it in academics or in sport...and we will continuously mourn the loss of such icon's until the next one suddenly appears out of the malaise, not unlike an epiphany of the almighty God himself.

For now, we are only left with his words, the words of Al Purdy, and for many that is enough. Mighty words indeed, from a wordsmith who will be studied hundreds of years from now, and remembered as the most accomplished Canadian poet to have ever lived.

Rest in peace my friend, rest in peace.

- Written by Darryl Salach (editor-The Toronto Quarterly)