
Year after year, one of the most fascinating things that I love about the Montreal Fringe Festival is that you will never know what you will bump into, you will never know what you will discover, and you will never know what happen until you go out there and dive yourself into the excitement.
It gets crazier by the moment, and zanier by the second. And just like life itself, spontaneity is what makes this festival so exciting - whether you're a playwright, performer, or a random spectator. This is the magic of the Fringe happening, and needless to say, it goes beyond words in describing it.
Okay maybe euphoria. But that's just one of many.
If you ever stroll down the corner of St-Laurent and Rachel, you will be serenaded by the sounds of the city's best indie music acts, while being in the company of neighbors and fellow music lovers at the beer tent. Walk a little past the steel barricade plastered with posters and you will find yourself mesmerized - or perhaps hypnotized - by the by the pastel pine green-hued food truck of Caisse 606, with a pair of performers poking fun at the obscurity of our local supermarket culture to the very detail.
And then there are the Fringe shows, so many promising pieces, so many that stood out, so many to capture - that while I deeply regret to have not binged it as much as I used to in years past (due to ironically - life's spontaneity itself), I've had the amazing opportunity to capture a moment or two each day to appreciate the hard work from some of these talented people, with shows such as:
"Garbage Person Island" - Jacob Greco's self-proclaimed one-week-old-written comedy show was a fun mix composed of dirty comedy, and consistently improvised satire, as it humbly criticizes today's consumer-based culture with a bit of fun. Add to mix a dose of narcissism coming from the show's obnoxious and weird characters, and a ton of pop culture references that millennials would mostly understand, there's no doubt that Jacob's piece will definitely leave you in shivers and groans by the end of the hour.
"Messy Bitch" by Jessica Rae and friends is Grit 'n Gusto's perfect combination of skillful puppetry and social commentary done right - and it is done in a manner where it's raw, it's intimate, it's honest, and it's real. It is a show that gives the crowd a chance to listen and reflect on the everyday conversations we often take for granted, and the roles that we consciously or subconsciously partake in a currently-changing society where words matter more than ever. In other words - it's okay to be a bitch, when needed. While the short hour does fly by pretty fast - this show is one of many to look forward to hopefully in the future.
"Jeff Leard's THE JUPITER REBELLION: A Zach Zultana Adventure" is quite something. Imagine a dude sporting an eye-piercing, tight navy blue suit. With an energy level that is way more intense than the five cups of coffee that I consume in one day, this kid has too many stories to tell from his day job in space as an asteroid miner. A self-deprecating laugh trip that loves breaking the fourth wall, and sports the all the enthusiasm, energy, character switching and passion, this show definitely took you along for a wild ride while poking fun of all of the quirks of a every terrible B-rated sci-fi film imaginable. And then some.
And lastly, there is of course - Miss Sugarpuss. She has left us (her character) in the wings with her tiny suitcase, and left us hanging on - quite literally - by the thread with her wonderful penultimate performance in "Love and Pasties, Miss S." And while I deeply regret not discovering more of her in previous years, I've had the great opportunity to discover a snapshot of her adventure as a distressed ex-pat Montrealer attempting to experience and live the new life in the often-times snobby bohemian Parisian universe. There is tons to admire, and appreciate, and it's been a huge honor to have seen such a legend at the final curtain call, as CJLO Promo Director Ellen Smallwood, and Special Fringe Correspondent Sue Snyder can attest.
In-between checking out these amazing shows and putting together a fun two-hour radio special with the help of Creators Chorus' Jess Glavina, I've also been helping out my fellow scribes as well from our talented CJLO Fringe Team extraordinaire in bringing their reviews to the limelight- with the generous help from fellow Fringers Patricia Petit Liang, Ellen Smallwood, our Magazine Editor Stephanie Dee, and On Rotation Coordinator Joana Cumo, (+ a shoutout to DJ Lawrell for helping out with French-related content) - to which all whom I am grateful for. With a record of more than 20 reviews, much credit is given to all that are due and to their work.
I encourage you to check their amazing reviews, and their unique perspectives on the shows they've seen:
Annick MF: CJLO Fringe Tunes presents: Joyce N'Sana and Part I with Jess Glavina.
Jess Glavina: Extreme States.
Sue Snyder: Love and Pasties, Miss S.and Sexpectations with Ellen Smallwood
Patricia Petit Liang: Atomic City, The Freeway Strangler, and Does Not Play Well with Others
Danilo Bulatovic: A Thousand Kindnesses, Jon Benett, and Bedrock Burlesque
Sonja Hanson: A David Lynch Wet Dream, Empty Rooms, and Science, Love, and Revolution
Erica Bridgeman: Captain Aurora II: A Superhero Musical Sequel, BIZARRO OBSCURE, The No Bull$#!% History of Invention, Falling Awake, The McSorley & Chung Magic Hour, Bedrock Burlesque, and Caravonica.
DJ Thinkbox: Se rincer l’âme au windshield washer, Checkout 606, and Macumba Digita.
On the final evening of the Fringe, I strolled into the hallways of the legendary Rialto Theatre in Montreal's Mile End neighborhood to catch a glimpse of the Annual Frankie awards. Looking at everyone, I was mesmerized at the happy faces from performers, emcees, sound technicians, and photographers at the event, sipping their beers and cocktails, all excited and anticipating for the big dance party at the end. There was no sign or tiredness, no sign of exhaustion. It was pretty admirable.
Amy Blackmore was as energetic was ever since Day One, Al Lafrance was still being his own wacky self - proud of his cheap cream-coloured suit jacket that he snagged from Value Village, and the Holly Gauthier-Frankel was out there with the audience the crowd with a great classic jazzy track that's quite appropriate for a night like that.
I had to cut my night short unfortunately for the last train home. But as I walked down from the steep mezzanine, I bumped into Chris "The Frog" (host of CJLO's Sewer Spewer) from "ATM The Musical", which that show won a Frankie later that night. We both high-fived and smiled, unanimously gleaming at how fancy the venue was for all of us. After all, the spirit of the Fringe has been always barebones D-I-Y, or maybe we both knew that we were both punks at heart. Eitherway, it was moments like this which made me feel right at home.
I walked out of the glitzy Rialto in time for the much-talked-about 11-second dance and caught a moment of it despite being how bad the lighting was. It was quite a poignant way to say goodbye. Too bad I haven't gotten the chance to see everyone else in sight, but my thoughts are still with them regardless.
The one question that I keep asking people every year is how do they define the Fringe, and what it means to them. The perspectives are diverse, the enthusiasm is intense, and yet above it all - there is one common thread stands out: the Fringe is about life - it is a celebration of our colourful stories shared among all of us through the magic of the performing arts. It is a multi-week festival that's unique and like no other, and that I fell in love with.
And as I prepare for my next big move out of this city, the Fringe is going to be one of many things that I will miss about this great city - a city that is rich is art and creativity. I think I may have caught the Fringe bug for good, and there's no sign of getting that out of me. Indeed, I will definitely going to miss Festival a lot, and I am grateful for the amazing people at the Fringe, the wonderful CJLO fam, and the folks at The Link, where I first got my Fringe fest chops, for opening my horizons and getting out of my own comfort zone to discover a new world of storytelling.
The festival is now long and gone, but the spirit of the Fringe lives on.
If you missed out on the fun, it's not over - go out there and support your local scene. There's tons of talented independent talent that deserves a ton of love. We got more stories to hear, more voices to share, so out there and spread the bug!
And until then, Fringe on! xo
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Saturn De Los Angeles is CJLO's Additional Content Editor, and has been the co-editor for CJLO's Official Fringe Team covering the sights and sounds of the 2015 and 2016 St-Ambroise Montreal Fringe Festivals. Saturn continues to host Shibuya Crossing until July 2016, and airs every Sunday from 10AM to Noon, only on 1690AM in Montreal and online at CJLO.com. You can follow Saturn both on Instagram and Twitter - @satyyy.

Tonight @ 6pm tune into Je suis TBA for an interview and DJ Set with PlayPlay.
PlayPlay creatively interweaves nostalgic hip-hop and house classics into both their DJ sets and music production, which are largely composed of city-specific sounds – namely Chicago juke and footwork, Bmore/Jersey/Philly club, NYC house, Detroit techno, and Miami bass. An extremely versatile DJ, PlayPlay also favors dancehall, cumbia, global bass, jungle/early hardcore/breakbeat, acid house, jock jams, EBM, industrial and '90s nostalgia all around. Their ultimate goal is to be in constant musical conversation with the crowd, contributing to a safe(r), free(r) space for everybody.
PlayPlay has opened for Big Freedia, MC Lyte, TT the Artist, Dai Burger, Mighty Mark, Le1f, Double Duchess, Jubilee, MikeQ, Cakes Da Killa and others. Based in Durham, NC, PlayPlay is an organizer and resident DJ of Party Illegal, a popular bass party gaining serious traction in NC. PlayPlay is also the creator and energetic force behind several themed parties, including a long-running 90's party, an industrial/goth night and a ladies of the 80's party. During the day, they are a music scholar, teacher, and board member of IASPM-US. In short, music is life for PlayPlay.
Je Suis TBA is a mixture of hip hop, funk, house and anything weird in between, Hosted by Joana Cumo - Mondays from 6-7pm.

Through a mixture of spoken word poetry, dialects, saxophone solos, animal grunts, and an instrumental backing track, Science, Love and Revolution was most certainly a memorable performance.
Before the event began, David Lee Morgan chit-chatted with the audience for a fair amount of time, making soft self-deprecating comments and repeating the same question to the crowd multiple times just in case someone was hesitant to speak up, or had gestured to speak but he couldn’t quite see. All this to say, from the very start he was charming as hell.
The performance kicked off with a so-called “condensed history of the world”. Morgan hopped around the stage, spitting words faster than the audience could keep up with. The piece continued to move quickly. Between every poem he would physically step out of the spotlight in order to introduce the next piece, sometimes with short metaphysical quips and tributes to late revolutionary heroes, other times with personal anecdotes and confessions. Rather than a performance, this show felt like a conversation.
Another poem that stuck out to me explored the idea of God as an extension of a human imaginer. Starting with examples of all the ways God can express his love, to the vile hatred he is capable of inflicting, Morgan asked the audience “isn’t this how a wounded God would love?” Going on to say that, essentially, we are God, and we are far from perfect, a theme he continued to return to.
This theme returned in his last poem, my personal favorite. He prefaced it by critiquing the oft-referenced advice of “write what you know”, suggesting one should include their ideals as a--perhaps still unrealized--part of themself. This poem stressed Morgan’s ideals and beliefs, including, most importantly, empathy as the core of any true revolutionary action.
Everything you need to know about Science, Love and Revolution can be summed up in three words: empathetic, heartfelt, and kind. Although a spoken word performance, this piece actually served as a nice reminder that although language is the foundation of virtually every theatre performance (not to mention most of human interactions in general) words aren’t actually everything—actions steeped in empathy are.
Science, Love and Revolution played at le MAI, located at 3680 Jeanne-Mance throughout the 2016 Festival. If you missed it, you can catch what David Lee Morgan is working on outside the Fringe. And if you've seen it, continue to buzz it and support it!
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Sonja Hanson is part of CJLO’s Official Fringe Team covering the sights and sounds from the 2016 St-Ambroise Montreal Fringe Festival. She also hosts Behind The Counter every Thursday morning from 11am – Noon, only on 1690AM in Montreal and online at CJLO.com.

To say that Rachel Jury’s A Thousand Kindnesses is ambitious, would be an understatement. In this one woman show, the performer weaves first-hand experience of asylum seekers, and refugees from war-ravaged nations of the past 30 years, from the Sudanese civil war to the ongoing Syrian conflict.
The performance is partly autobiographical, but mostly based on interviews with displaced and marginalized populations in her native Glasgow. Jury uses her own subjectivity, her own relationship with her father, and candid vignettes from her childhood as a vehicle to weave between the disparate experiences of hardship; a Syrian mother’s arduous journey through continental Europe, the plight of a Sudanese boy forced from his village, and an ethnic Albanian reminiscing on the brutality of war and the destruction of her home country, Yugoslavia.
Jury embodies these different experiences through the adoption of accents, postures, and intonations to signal transition between her subjects. A Thousand Kindnesses' constant vacillation between stories is as much a strength as it is a weakness.
The frequent jumping and occasionally abrupt switches may be necessary to indicate a relationship between the lines of each character, in an effort to suggest the similarities and dissimilarities between the lived experiences of Jury’s subjects. Furthermore it indicates the many manifestations, and cultural connotations in which “Kindness” may manifest in various contexts.
The playwright aptly demonstrates that a benign gesture of goodwill may mean the difference between life and death, affirming or disarming a prejudice.However in this bid to differentiate each experience, Jury relies on tropes such as accents that sometimes come across as heavy-handed.
As part of conFAB, a Glasgow based art collective dedicated to “art as conversation”, Jury has succeeded. Behind this ambitious and experimental piece, is an impassioned call to reclaim “kindness” as a means of resisting the madness of war and politics of division. A brief glance at the newspaper will reveal such work is needed more than ever.
A Thousand Kindnesses played at The Black Theatre Workshop Studio, located at 3680 Jeanne-Mance throughout the 2016 Festival. If you missed it, you can catch what their production company, conFAB, is working on outside the Fringe. And if you've seen it, continue to buzz it and support it!
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Danilo Bulatovic is part of CJLO’s Official Fringe Team covering the sights and sounds from the 2016 St-Ambroise Montreal Fringe Festival. He also hosts Computer Sourire every Tuesday afternoon from 4pm – 5pm, only on 1690AM in Montreal and online at CJLO.com. Follow his Mixcloud for more of his amazing curations.

Empty Rooms drags the audience through the pain, guilt, and crippling despair one experiences after the loss of a loved one. Daring to say the things one often brushes over, this play held no punches.
The play starts with a still unknown female character humming to herself in — you guessed it — an empty room before a man barges in, clearly looking to get away from something. As the play develops you discover these (nameless) characters are at their mother’s funeral and are grieving in very different ways. Over the span of forty-five minutes, these master actors take you through the highs of childhood games, friendship, and personal triumph, to the lows of grief, conflict, and sadness.
Through these peaks and valleys, a nagging feeling kept begging me to take a side; to feel conclusively like one of the characters was right, the other wrong. However the character development was too strong to allow this kind of shallow binary thinking.
The character of the grieving brother (hereafter referred to as Brother) had years of guilt and post-traumatic stress weighing on him. In addition to that there was a pressure to, essentially, “just get over it”. Although I often found myself disliking him for his selfishness, at the same time my heart would break at the sight of his obvious pain. There was no way to feel one way during this play, things were far too complex for that.
His Sister, harsh but always the voice of reason, also brought out strong feelings in me. At first I interpreted these feelings as resentment, but quickly realized they were actually pangs of fear. She reminded her brother (and the audience) the importance of empathy. Perhaps more than that, of continuing to feel your pain but not letting that negate the pain of others.
The real beauty of this play was that, although tragic, it was incredibly tender. Sister would berate Brother for his selfishness, but, more than that, she was there urging him to go on, reminding him of his strength. Ultimately, Empty Rooms served as a reminder that one must accept that they are responsible for their lives as well as their role in other’s lives.
I walked away from this piece replaying the character’s reenactment of their childhood fantasy of capturing panthers. The sister trained her brother to capture the black beast with a simple instruction: “you’ll be afraid, but you must pounce anyways”.
Empty Rooms played at le MAI, located at 3680 Jeanne-Mance throughout the 2016 Festival. If you missed it, you can catch what their production company, BullPen, is working on outside the Fringe. And if you've seen it, continue to buzz it and support it!
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Sonja Hanson is part of CJLO’s Official Fringe Team covering the sights and sounds from the 2016 St-Ambroise Montreal Fringe Festival. She also hosts Behind The Counter every Thursday morning from 11am – Noon, only on 1690AM in Montreal and online at CJLO.com.

Earlier this year, Pokémon released the English titles for the newest version of the series: Sun and Moon. Needless to say, fans went crazy. Speculations and theories about what wonders awaited players in the new titles shot up in every corner of the Internet. From concept art of possible new starters, to ideas for new types, to hopes that the map would include the ability to travel to previous regions. Whether or not some of these speculations are true is yet to be seen, but Pokémon has been dropping teasers for the release of the game coming this November.
While news of the title registrations came forth in February, it wasn't until May that fans got to see the first trailer for the new games. With it came a whole wealth of information, even though some may say otherwise. In it, players learned that the game would have a complete 3D overworld, something that was only exclusive to certain areas in recent releases. Fans also got a glimpse at the new battle screen, where both Pokémon and trainers would be present, including a redesigned HP bar. The region was also given a name: players would be exploring the very Orange Islands-esque landscape of the Alola region, Hawaiian themed. Other information included the ability to customize your character from a wider variety of skin tones, what other characters such as the rival/companion and professor looked like, and the box art showed which new legendaries were to be encountered- this automatically split the fans into sanctions of who would be buying Sun and who would be buying Moon.
Most importantly, the starters were revealed. Players will have the choice of beginning their journey with either Rowlet, the Grass-Flying owl Pokémon, Litten, the Fire cat Pokémon, or Popplio, the Water seal Pokémon.
Super attentive fans however, and sneaky ones, were able to find out even more.
During the trailer, some pointed out that a new unrevealed Pokémon could be seen in the overworld. While many speculated that it could be a new deer or dog—or even hybrid—type of Pokémon, it was recently revealed this June in Corocoro magazine that the Pokémon is a Rock type dog going by the name Iwanko in Japan. It was leaked alongside a koala Pokémon with the curious and OP ability of Definite Sleep, which prevents it from being afflicted with any other status other than sleep.
Shortly after the release of the May trailer, a YouYuber by the username pdwinnall posted a video regarding something he had come across on the official Japanese Pokémon Sun and Moon website that could reveal the final evolution typings for the games starters. In it, he explains how he found uploaded but not yet used images for type icons by inspecting the resources of the starter pages and searching for icon file names based on what was, and was not, there. Specifically, the icons for fire, flying, water, and grass were in the icon folder and were labelled as icon1, icon2, and so on. However, for some reason there was no icon3 file. In opening a new tab and changing one of the icon folder names to icon3, he was able to find an image for a Ground type icon, and icon6 came up as Fighting. Respectively, he hypothesized that Litten will evolve into a Fire/Ground type, Popplio will evolve into a Water/Fighting type, and Rowlet will remain Grass/Flying. By and by, all good hypotheses, as players have been subjected to more than enough Fire/Fighting starters over the years.
Then, on June 2nd, the second trailer hit the net. With it came a new plethora of information. The official names of the legendaries were announced—although they had already been translated by fans from the official Japanese website—as Solgaleo for Sun version and Lunala for Moon. Their abilities and typing were also revealed, with Solgaleo being Steel/Psychic with Full Metal Body and Lunala being Ghost/Psychic with Shadow Shield. I was not the only one who found these typing choices as slightly ironic; seeing as the Pokémon representing the Sun was not only not a Fire type, but in fact weak to fire, and the Moon Pokémon was four times as weak to Dark. I like to refer to this as Lugia-syndrome, where a Pokémon like Lugia, who was written to live under the sea and should have been a Water type in all respects, ends up having a typing that has nothing to do with its alignment to its story, nor its counter-part.
Putting the axe aside from the grinder for a moment though, the other information in the trailer was fairly interesting, as it elaborated on what was seen in the first.
For the first time, players were shown a world map of the Alola region, showing multiple islands. This helped quell certain fears that the map was going to be restricted to one small island.
Players were also formally introduced to the professor that would be sending them on their journey, Professor Kukui, as well as his "mysterious assistant", Lillie. My money is riding on her being the bad guy all along. The rival/companion was also given a name, Hau. And as an added bonus, player's Pokédexes come with a little surprise this generation: they're inhabited by a Rotom. Fans will remember the Ghost/Electric type being introduced in Generation IV, and having the ability to possess certain electrical appliances in order to gain different typings. This gen, the Pokédex will only work when combined with a Rotom, who will act as a companion on your journey. Whether or not players will be able to battle using Rotom is unknown, but not very likely. It's most probably a cute little gimmick.
E3's launch meant a third Pokémon trailer, two in one month: Nintendo is really spoiling its fans! With it came the reveal of three basic Pokémon for the games: the Bug, the Bird and the Boring. I mean Normal. The Bug type is Grubbin, a teeny tiny grub Pokémon with an affinity for power plants. I smell a Bug/Electric evolution. The bird is the Flying/Normal type woodpecker, Pikipek, who likes to attack enemies by shooting seeds at them with bullet-like speed. Bullet Seed, anyone? And the Normal type is the angriest looking weasel I've ever seen, Yungoos, whose Pokédex entry states is always, ALWAYS hungry. It's also interesting that its entry specifically states that Yungoos is not a native Pokémon to the Alola region, and that it was brought in to curb the population of another Pokémon. Quirky factoid, or set-up for the next Gen?
The trailer also showcased battle information for the mythical Pokémon Magearna, Steel/Fairy, and a new battle option for trainers: the four-way free-for-all Battle Royale, where four trainers can battle each other at the same time. This is bound to destroy more friendships than Magic the Gathering and Monopoly combined.
The trailers aren't the only source of information, however. A quick exploration of the North American Pokémon Sun and Moon website reveals some neat little tidbits. For example, apparently Sun and Moon will have the ability to scan QR codes, which will allow players to register Pokémon straight to their Rotomdex. They will also be able to share registered entries with friends. Solgaleo and Lunala's special abilities are also explained on the website. Solgaleos Full Metal Body allows for it to be unaffected by an opponent's stat lowering move or ability and Lunalas Shadow Shield means it will take less damage from an attack when it is at full health.
Then there's the page on the Rotomdex. It all seems unassuming enough, explaining how the new Pokédex helps record your adventure with the help of the little Ghost Pokémon, until you look at the picture at the top of the page. It shows the male player character and the Rotomdex out on the road, with the player pointing out into the distance. Nothing special. Except for the bracelet the player is wearing. In the last generation, players were able to take their Pokémon's evolution one step further with the Megaevolution stone and bracelet. Could this be Alola's Megaevolution bracelet? Or could this be the rumoured fusion bracelet? Only time will tell as we await the next update from Pokémon.
--Catlin Spencer is a long-time volunteer and news director at CJLO with experience in writing, hosting, producing, and training under her belt. A lover of satire, cartoons and video games, Catlin is a huge dork who is always one line away from making a really bad pun.
--Visit the CJLO Magazine every Lazy Sunday for our specialty columns, reviews, and features! Root-de-doo-de-doo, a-root-de-doot-de doy di, a-root-de doot de dum, a-ree-de-dee-de-doo dee - doo doo... Lazy Sunday afternoon... got no mind to worry...

Sitting in the waiting area of the Mainline Theatre feels like I'm sitting in the living room of someone I've only met once - familiar yet extremely uncomfortable.
I'm sweaty, I've been walking up and down Boulevard Saint-Laurent for hours, and I'm waiting for Se rincer l’âme au windshield washer to start. Through the chatter and footsteps of the other play-goers I hear pow-wow music coming from inside the theater and I cringe internally.
Is there going to be racism? Will I get mad? I prepare myself for the worst, but when the doors open a few minutes later, the actors are playing limbo on the stage followed by "Follow the Leader" and "The Macarena."
I thought this was going to be sad. The set creates a contrast to the play's mouthful of a title. It's only chairs and 12 actors dressed in black and light blue. I have no idea what to expect anymore.
The play follows Thomas Leclair, played by Felix-Antoine Cantin. His character goes through a teenage crisis when he gets involved with his CEGEP's student union and begins to understand bigger-picture societal problems. In a family of white cops from Blainville - the changes to his worldview are not welcome in his family at all. After a heated and accusatory discussion of an incident that happened on Christmas of 2015 - Thomas' parents send him to a therapist. An anglophone man, who accepts his unusual request to proceed with the sessions even though Thomas only speaks French. Through newscasts, holiday parties, and philosophy classes the audience experiences firsthand the generational and moralistic gap in a post-Maple Spring Quebec.
The actors all deliver a stellar performance. Felix-Antoine Cantin as Thomas and Pierre-Antoine Pellerin as his father create a huge amount of friction onstage. I've seen productions that cost thousands of dollars that have had less reach than this play.
The piece itself is full of extremely intense and emotional moments that are punctuated by offhand comments from the actors that drive the messages right home. It's a dark slice-of-life where no social issue is left untouched.
Catch this final performance, this Saturday (That's tonight!!) at Mainline Theatre located at 3997 Sainte-Catherine E. at 20:30!
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DJ Thinkbox is part of CJLO’s Official Fringe Team covering the sights and sounds from the 2016 St-Ambroise Montreal Fringe Festival.
She also hosts The Machine Stops every Friday morning from 9am – 10am ET, only on 1690AM in Montreal and online at CJLO.com. Follow her show Tumblr, @themachine-stops

There’s nothing like finding a treasure in your own backyard.
Joyce N’Sana was this year’s resident World artist at CJLO and though I heard her name and praise often, I never got around to listening to her music let alone see any of her performances.
Luckily this past Friday she was performing at the Montreal Fringe Festival as a part of the "CJLO Presents" music series and I was available to go check her out.
As soon as her blue-painted toes and bare feet touched the stage, I knew I was in for something real, something anchored, something rich. There was an energy around her body that filled the stage from left to right and commanded our attention though she had yet to sing a note.
Her set up was simple, herself as a sole vocalist and Jean-Michel Frédéric on the keys. This is quite an ambitious set up when you’re performing at an outdoor festival and competing with street noises but she seemed confident and I, in turn, had faith.
When she started her first track, I honestly had to take a moment for my brain to catch up with my emotions. I’ve seen many amazing performers over the years but its been a while since I’ve heard someone who gripped me in my guts before my mind and my ears knew what hit them. It is one thing to play and tune into ancestral rhythms but it is a very particular gift to carry ancestral voice, and Joyce N’Sana has that gift. Hearing her sing felt as though I was being called home and could tap into centuries of memory if I just listened hard enough.
When my mind finally caught up with my emotions I realized that she was not only favored with the gift of voice but also had skill and versatility that only comes from faithfully working your craft. In one moment she was channeling the deep raspy-ness of Janis Joplin, in the next she called on high heads notes of Erykah Badu, all while maintaining the rich tone of Salif Keita. Needless to say I was impressed. To top it all off, she’s a great performer who clearly really loves rocking a stage.
She had the audience mesmerized with her every move but was quick to share the spotlight with us all as she coached us through her call and response songs. She was amazing. As for her content, it’s always hard to really engage with lyrics at a festival show but from what I heard on Friday it’s clear that she’s an eloquent writer with beautiful and critical mind
I bought her EP, which I’ll have on repeat for the few days, and I’ll be able to give y’all more thoughts about that on my show Creators Chorus.
So ya, if you ever see Joyce N’ Sana name on a flyer…show up. Or at least pick up her EP on iTunes.
Till next time.
- MF
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Annick MF is part of CJLO's Official Fringe Team covering the sights and sounds from the 2016 St-Ambroise Montreal Fringe Festival. Together with Jess Glavina, she hosts Creators Chorus - every Wednesday afternoon from 5 – 6pm ET, only on 1690AM in Montreal and online at CJLO.com.

"Miss Sugarpuss must die", we were warned a fair few fringes ago as the play by the same name packed houses and won the 2010 Centaur award for best English-language theatre. Six years later, Holly Gauthier-Frankel, the "real world" alias of Miss Sugarpuss, is making good on her threat.
Love and Pasties, Miss S. is what Gauthier-Frankel is calling a killing off of her alter-ego, a strange funeral for one of the Fringe's grande dames.
Aside from the many Fringe shows Miss Sugarpuss has starred in over the years, I'll also remember her as a stripping, gore-covered zombie at the 13th Hour and as a bee dress-clad spokesperson for the festival. Miss Sugarpuss has been a Fringe fixture, hero, and cheerleader for so long. As far as burlesquers go, she's always been at the top of my list, so it's with a heavy heart I attended Miss Sugarpuss' final show-as-funeral. Goodbyes are hard, eh?
The show opens with Sugarpuss, luggage in hand, running toward the stage. We learn she's been strolling the streets of Paris, taking odd performance gigs and crashing where she can, often in the beds of men who clearly aren't worthy. We meet Miss Sugarpuss in a recording session, singing jazz and fighting with her collaborator and latest warm bed.
He's none too encouraging, and finally gives her the boot, sending our heroine looking for another place to lay her head that night. Next we find her dressed as a beatnik, strumming out a folk tune in a smoky Parisian boite. She's equally adept and compelling singing in both styles. A series of titles projected on an overhead screen guide us through the ensuing vignettes, evoking a silent French film vibe. Eventually we meet a handsome stranger (Amir Sám Nakhjavani) who seems intent to deliver a letter to Miss S, a letter it seems she's not terribly keen to read.
The handsome stranger story line weaves itself through the vignettes, each section highlighting one of Gauthier-Frankel's numerous talents: music, dance, and the hard-drinking wisecracking clown that Is Miss Sugarpuss. Sure, there's a little stripping, but it happens between vignettes, incidental to the action, with no fanfare, and serving primarily as a costume change.
As someone who knows how to milk the dropping of a bra strap like no one else, the casual nature of her costume changes certainly challenges the expectations of the assembled crowd. Kudos to director Tamara Brown for creating a great flow and for massaging these transitions into tasty in-between moments.
Some transitions feature video footage of Miss Sugarpuss addressing the camera. I'd always rather listen to Gauthier-Frankel speak to us live, and some of the segments feel less necessary than others, but one stands out. Miss S ponders the "should haves" of her career, wondering if she should have been more feminine, more ambitious; an honest glimpse into the internal monologue of an artist looking for the balance making art and hustling for fame and fortune.
Miss Sugarpuss tells us she "love(s) the hustle", but one can infer that perhaps Gauthier-Frankel may tire of it. She also attacks the critiques that come from outside her own mind, comments about her being fat, thin, not as fat as she used to be, etc. Putting one's body out there comes with a host of opinions from everyone who is watching, it's no doubt exhausting.
Eventually we are treated to the main event: an elaborate scarlet costume that we know will come off in signature Sugarpuss style. Sugarpuss employs an economy of movement that marks a master: everything is deliberate, timed, razor-precise. She dances with a musician's ear, choosing the most delicious accents, winding expertly into a bridge, sitting comfortably in the beat, never hurried. Jody Burkholder's lighting design frames her perfectly, creating a separate dreamy world, the light glinting off rhinestones, catching the warm sheen of her satin dress, the tremble of fringes, each flick of an eyelash. She is fierce and fragile, in absolute control of the room. Way to go out with a bang, Miss S.
Growing as an artist sometimes means letting go of what no longer serves, or has been pushed as far as it can go. Still, it can't be easy to say goodbye to such a fabulous creation. The death of Miss Sugarpuss is worth mourning, but I have faith that whatever Holly Gauthier-Frankel does next will be brilliant, too.
Pour one out for Miss Sugarpuss, and make it the expensive stuff, darling.
Catch her final performance, Saturday (That's tonight!!) at Theatre Ste. Catherine located at 264 Sainte-Catherine E. at 20:45!
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Sue Snyder is part of CJLO’s Official Fringe Team covering the sights and sounds from the 2016 St-Ambroise Montreal Fringe Festival.

Simone de Beauvoir said surrealism is often more real than realism, and this certainly rings true in regards to A David Lynch Wet Dream. Promoted as a dark non-narrative, after seeing it for myself I’m reminded that there is no such thing as a non-narrative, only that the viewer dictates what’s happening instead of the screenwriter.
Over the span of thirty minutes, Natasha used body language, inanimate objects, instrumental music, and projections to spell out symbols for the audience to reassemble as they will. Starting with the communion of two shoes, and an on-off dance sequence, Natasha fights her body in order to obey an unknown force that directs her, voicelessly, from the audience. Eerie jazz plays as the protagonist dances with a strained smile; looking like how one feels in a dream when their body won’t obey the mind’s order to run.
She hits her legs when they lose time and the music dies out; then dances painfully slow when she stares into the audience and nods solemnly, accepting whatever it is she hears that we can’t.
One of the greatest parts of this show, in my opinion, was the brilliant use of projections. During these dance solos, images of blinking eyes are screened onto the wall behind Natasha as well as onto her body, externalizing the gaze that appeared to be causing her so much pain. After dancing she smiles and thanks the audience, miming “call me”, and bashfully exiting before the voice brings her back with more pointed direction.
Here is when things start to feel particularly Lynchian: dark, sexual and, arguably, overtly misogynistic. Clothed in nothing but a spotlight and a flimsy white dress, Natasha sings “In Heaven” gravely while slowly unbuttoning her dress, looking every bit as distressed as I felt for her. My personal narrative started to superimpose itself at this point. Thoughts of the violence of the male gaze, the sexualization and objectification of women and female identified people ran through my mind as Natasha rubbed black ink into her bare skin.
This feeling of helplessness did not last long. With one of the strongest endings I have had the pleasure to experience at this year's Fringe Festival, in less than ten minutes, Natasha was able to bring me from despair to empowerment. Walking away from this piece I felt hyper aware of my body. Thoughts like: I am both object and subject, soft and strong, sexual and not, left me buzzing with that special Fringe energy.
By treating the audience as an abstract body, as a silent voice commanding her every move, Natasha made a poignant statement about the role external pressures play in the day-to-day performativity of the human body.
Whether A David Lynch Wet Dream is a critique of the patriarchy or not, I walked away feeling stunned and, yes, strong. Don’t miss your chance to see this beautiful piece of work tonight, tomorrow, and Saturday at the Studio Multimedia du Conservatoire.
A David Lynch Wet Dream is brought to you by 2HOOTS Productions, and continues to play at the Studio Multimédia du Conservatoire, located at 4750 Henri-Julien at the following times:
- Friday, June 17 from 22:00
- Saturday, June 18 from 13:45
- Sunday, June 19 from 21:30
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Sonja Hanson is part of CJLO’s Official Fringe Team covering the sights and sounds from the 2016 St-Ambroise Montreal Fringe Festival. She also hosts Behind The Counter every Thursday morning from 11am – Noon, only on 1690AM in Montreal and online at CJLO.com.