Once again, another week rolls to a close, and the herald has been sent to Red Gate, where a selection of offerings has been made available. The promise of two coming over from the island, making their first offering, is always a draw for the …
From the murky depths of existence, an invitation has emerged, beckoning My herald to bear witness as three new supplicants present their offerings at the revered Wise Hall tonight. It brings Me immense satisfaction to receive such invitations, for they serve to strip away the …
As yet another abhorrent week draws to its inevitable, pitiful conclusion, My herald will once again venture forth into the frigid night air, a sensation that his feeble, skeletal frame can scarcely endure. His destination: Fox Cabaret, where a selection of offerings has been promised …
Tonight, the herald has made his way to 648 Kingsway, where he has been invited to bear witness to a selection of offerings prepared to satisfy Him, if only briefly. The anticipation is high tonight as there will be two new offerings this evening, something …
As this dreary streak of rain-soaked nights continues into the end of yet another weekend, the herald has been invited to witness a collection of offerings at Green Auto that promises Him satisfaction. Coming in from the now cool evening air, he is greeted by …
As the weekend draws closer, My herald will venture forth into the cool evening air to Red Gate where a selection of delicious offerings await My devouring. After so many nights off, My herald has become restless and in need of serious physical destruction. It …
This Saturday evening, as the rain perpetually falls on the city, the herald has selected Bully’s Studios in New Westminster as the location of tonight’s offerings. The darkened, wet streets set the stage for a fine evening. A long day behind him, filled with domestic …
As the feeble remnants of yet another weekend cling desperately to the fabric of your mundane existence, My herald will be inexorably drawn, like a moth to the flame, into the abyssal depths of Red Gate. In the dimly lit cavern of sonic worship, Sunday …