Author Archives: Jesse Conlang
It’s Canada Day, which is an extremely weird “national” holiday. Sure, most of English Canada is waving flags celebrating “Canada’s Birthday!” It’s hardly important what that means specifically, but the anthropomorphication of a nation state is key. Technically, it commemorates … Continue reading
This review was shockingly hard to put together, and it’s a bit hard to be comprehensive about why. Part of the reason is technology based. I lost my mp3 player (an old iphone I got for free); my laptop slowed … Continue reading
This article is late, but, in a sense, everything is hurtling towards obsolescence anyway. Do you feel the passage of time? Does the fourth, non-spatial dimension offer a sensation as you pass through it? In language, we describe time spatially; … Continue reading
Album art for a song I just released. I really love working in sharpie, on cardboard. I don’t know why. It just feels right. Also, I learned after completing this piece that all the sulphur is from Alberta, which is … Continue reading
Someone broke into my garage, and while I was at the hardware store to get replacement latches and hinges, someone pinched my wallet out of my coat pocket. After cancelling the cards, ordering replacements, filing a police report and requesting … Continue reading
Ok, yeah, I’m a year behind. You know what though? Nobody sent me a single promo disc to review. No press copies, nothing. The most common way that I heard about new music was the randomizer on Youtube, and I … Continue reading
Maybe the most legendary prank in Alberta history. Media: Permanent Marker on T-shirt. You’re welcome for the free advertising, Mountain Equipment Co-op.
Years ago I designed this poster. Slightly less years ago fantastic human June Mitchell turned it into, like a real-looking poster. Now they are for sale through the Edmonton Bicycle Commuters. 100% factual labels for bike parts. Very useful.
(a slightly different version of this post appeared on my facebook page last year.) The neighbourhood where I grew up has been a community of German immigrants since the before it was even part of Edmonton, back when the cycling … Continue reading