Local Arts

It's almost like being at a live show. That was my initial thought upon hearing the award-winning Peter Katz's new CD, First of the Last to Know. Followers of the Fort St.

Crash Karma is making a triumphant return to Fort St. John.

If they can be called people, I don't like blue people; - why so, I know not, I care not; and, such, to see them, perceive them, is to conjugate them into worth (which is not so);--but, indeed, I do hate them so. I hate them.

(It has to be said, as it is, as seen (and argue if that be your will), that all is seen with two eyes, all sight (external), all hearing (internal), all taste (patterned); as so, to this degree, nothing seems to be heard - so, no mirth is heard - no

In this town, murder is a form of entertainment." That's the dramatic, but definitely accurate, tagline for the Stage North production of Chicago. Director Jenn Strachan is eagerly anticipating opening night on Oct. 29.

"We lived in farms, then we lived in cities, and now we're gonna live on the internet!" - Sean Parker. We also lived in caves, caves within caves, dark ones, darker;--darker than the curved black gums of old dogs--and blacker.

"The American," a most(ly) metaphorical film, likes butterflies; it likes to look at them long, and obsess. It likes to pretend they are an extension of ourselves;--but why? We are nothing like those tattooed creatures.

Local painter Mike Kroacher's "Prospect of the Peace" exhibit will be on display Friday, Oct. 22 at 7 p.m. at the Peace Gallery North. His oil paintings document the current beauty of the Peace region.

Canadian country music group Doc Walker is rolling into Fort St. John.

"Grease" begins at a beach, with the tide churning the sand:--a most perfect place for conversation; and for word to progress and break into song. Danny's there. Sandy, too.