It's come to my attention that I'm the only one in the world who has cable but no mortgage. Apparently, those who choose the path of picket fence adulthood often sign cable contacts while picking out riding mowers, but renters of all ages are expected to get their media elsewhere.

Self-proclaimed washed-up Battle Rapper, Men’s Work Boot reviewer, Cranberries Super Fan, and Urban Music Historian, Chuggo Freeman breaks down the evolution of Canadian Hip Hop 1988- 2000 B.D ( Before Drake ) with this Top 10 Video Countdown…

What Rough Beasts was written by Alice Abracen in 2018, is one of the few pieces that has become more prescient as time goes on. At a moment when things are divided between pre and post Covid, the play is perfectly timed, even if we were supposed to see it sooner.

Hey, hi; it's me, Dawn McSweeney. I've been writing FTB’s Shows This Week for a while now, but feeling a bit disconnected. See, I didn't have a sense of direction for the gig, and a fair amount of content simply trickled down for me to cover.

No more y'all!!! I'm here, it's me, the shit we cover from here on out will be stuff that piques my interest from the folks and places I really do enjoy (or wanna check out). I'll also be including workshops and stuff, 'cuz knowledge is power, and sharing resources is important.

The first time I experienced Bar Le RItz PDB was this past summer; I left the woods where I now live to attend a friend’s birthday party. The venue is one big room, when you walk in you’ve arrived…it’s a place that just is, and so I felt comfortable to just be as well.

We're expanding, streamling, focusing. Embracing our DIY ethos and selves, we're giving the spotlight to the indie venues that deserve your business, the local artists worth your attention, the icons you might not know are your neighbours.

Around the corner from the festival quarters is Cafe Cleopatra. It’s a classic Montreal establishment. No shenanigans happen here. Nothing but tasteful performance art occurs beyond the flashing neon lights.

It’s been a year, y’all. We shook off the collective nightmare of lockdown, put on our dancing shoes, and partied. Bars, theatre, concerts, comedy, art, all the stuff that keeps the lights on in our city and our souls returned from the forced hiatus.