As the eternal dance of the seasons unfolds and the nights grow warmer for My herald, he shall embark upon Lanalou’s this evening, where his presence has been demanded to collect a selection of offerings to be laid bare before Me. Oh, how it pleases …
Another Saturday dawns upon My herald, his pitiful existence conserved for the impending chaos that shall unfold tonight. For the first time, he has been summoned to Koerners Pub, a venue so remote that his slothful form cannot muster the energy to traverse to UBC. …
As yet another week of pitiful mortal existence draws to a close, My herald shall descend upon Bully’s Studios, where a selection of offerings shall be laid bare for My consumption. With a newly revamped stage now standing as a testament to mortal folly, My …
As the ceaseless dance of the seasons unfolds and the blazing sun asserts its dominion over the mortal realm, My herald receives a summons to Red Gate this Thursday evening, where a pitiful selection of up to four offerings awaits My consumption. Oh, how it …
From the depths of his darkened sanctum, shrouded in the veil of eternal night, My herald shall emerge tonight, drawn forth by the promise of a unique offering that awaits consumption at Green Auto. A flicker of joy stirs within My herald as a band, …
Another wretched weekend rears its mundane head, and in a pitiful display of defiance, My herald has deigned to select The Spot in East Vancouver as the venue for tonight’s offerings. Though it grates upon My divine sensibilities to grant even the semblance of autonomy …
In a rare twist of fate, a Tuesday evening becomes the stage for an offering at Green Auto, where a selection of pitiful mortal endeavors await My consumption. On a night typically squandered in the abyss of insignificance, My herald finds himself ensnared by the …
As you feeble mortals mark the passing of another cycle, days lengthening like the flickering shadows cast by a dying flame, My herald, the pitiful servant of My will, shall once again be dispatched to the hallowed halls of Red Gate. There, amidst the swirling …