Humans have demonstrated, over and over again, a remarkable ability to cooperate in a crisis. The tragic fire at the beloved Notre Dame Cathedral was a case in point. Firemen and even members of the public rushed into the inferno, while millions of people around the world paced in front of their TV sets, wanting to jump in and help, anxiously waiting for the fire to be put out, and breathed a collective sigh of relief that there was hope for its survival. Donors rushed in behind first responders, generating a billion euros in financial support to rebuild within 24 hours.
The global music business is experiencing demonstrable growth for the first time since the 1990s, and according to the International Federation of the Phonographic Industry (IFPI) sales of music reached US$17.3 billion in 2017 an increase of 8.1% on 2016. But this increase in the global marketplace is not representative of certain areas of the world. In particular, popular music in Africa has benefited from shrewd independent artists and self-promotion, largely through global social media channels such as Mdundo, which covers East Africa and allows artists to upload their music themselves.
It’s a beautiful sight to see on a summers’ day by the waters of Lake Ontario, toes curled up, gripping the hot sand, bodies leaning back into a parsva virabhadrasana reverse warrior pose doing yoga on the beach.
The Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF) illuminates the nation with a showcase of the best films of 2017 through the Canada’s Top Ten Film Festival with public screenings, free events, and special guests Alanis Obomsawin, Evan Rachel Wood and Jeremy Podeswa.
Fresh from the July 1 celebration when thousands of electronic music lovers gathered at the Portlands to ring in Canada’s 150th birthday at Electric Island with techno-pioneer Richie Hawtin, comes the civic holiday edition of the music festival with another colossal line-up of performers.
Reconstructing Jonathan Davies has been illuminating for me. Collecting stories about my brother has caused a cascade of memories that seem to creep into my waking state, and it is like my brother’s voice is in my head, asking me to remember him well.