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Volume 3, Issue 12,

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The Halloween ISSUE

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October 19, 2012

EXCLUSIVE! First time ever published! Early work by an up-and-coming-photographer.

SIERRA VAN B

Sierra Van B: Getting her focus on for years to come Story and cover photo by Bram D. Eisenthal

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With every Halloween edition of this paper, there is that eternal dilemma: Whom to feature on the cover. Year one and two, The Local Shrieker had, respectively, the owner of Bilboquet in Westmount and Josa Maule, founder of The Actor’s Studio. This year, the winner is a talented young woman whose destiny is to morph into a professional photographer following in the steps of New Yorker Annie Leibovitz. NDG’s Sierra Van B, the “stage name” she uses, certainly possesses the talent going on age 18 and, indeed, is someone I have watched grow into herself since age nine.

SEE P. 4

“I say YES when your bank says no!”


EDITORIALS Enjoying Halloween strictly for the fun of it

B r a m E i s e n t h a l - Th e Lo c a l S e e ke r

So another year has passed in ridiculously speedy fashion. Can you believe that we just celebrated the Jewish High Holy Days – again? That we just carved our Thanksgiving turkeys – again? And while those festivals are certainly terrific opportunities to bond with family and friends, to reconnect with our spiritual selves, there remains one more annual ritual this month that provides an opportunity for plain old fun: Halloween. I have no idea why Halloween reaches deep inside me and caresses my fondness zone as it does. Sure, I “trick or treated” as a kid, my mom trailing close behind as I trudged from door to door in western NDG, sporting a white sheet with eyeholes shorn into it. And I will never forget how I trembled excitedly as I tossed several bag-and-pillowcasefuls of candy onto our kitchen’s linoleum floor to see what treats I could gobble up as fast as possible. Sure, I loved the plethora of horror movies on TV… still do! But, really, I haven’t “trick or treated” in about 45 years, yet the “holiday” still portends this inner thrill for me every single time. From 1990 till about 2000, I co-hosted an annual late-night Halloween show on CJAD with Peter Anthony Holder, a show I actually created. And this show was a huge thrill for me, as I lovingly crafted the annual quiz, arranged to obtain cool gifts to give to the winners and set up interviews with personalities in the horror field. One year, I arranged an interview with Bela Lugosi Jr., the son of the late great actor who portrayed Count Dracula on stage and screen. We all learned, of all things, that the cape worn by his late dad on screen had a grey silk lining, not the red one that is often pictured in graphic reproductions. I still remember, too, how thrilled I was driving late in the evening to the CJAD studios, then located on the corner of Fort and Ste. Catherine, the “trick or treating” long over, the air frosty and the dried leaves swirling around my car. There was something inherently magical as I lit the skull candle (every year I purchased a new one as ritual… I still have two of them lovingly perched on a bookcase in my apartment) that provided the only light in the studio while the show was on. Peter seemed to get a real kick out of this, too, particularly the night I proposed to my then-girlfriend, former wife, at the end of the show in 1992. I’m not sure if it is remembered as a trick or a treat for her, actually… and I don’t want to ask… As Father John tells us in his Spiritual Seedlings column later this issue, Halloween should be about fun and, really, we don’t need to take it more seriously than that. I know there are people who practice the pagan religion of Wicca out there and that, for them, this is more than a day to snatch candy from neighbours and drink yourself silly while wearing revealing costumes at parties. I for one celebrate for the sheer fun of it and this edition, which has become a tradition – now in its third incarnation – is proof of that. So, have fun, play it safe and by all means, read on. We have some special, harmless treats in store and you don’t have to perform for me in order to enjoy them. This issue, our cover story on budding young West End photographer Sierra Van B is followed by an encore, a page of some of her stunning photographs. I can also tell you that she and I had a great time at our zombie photo shoot two weekends ago at Nathan Shuster Park in Cote St. Luc.

worldwide; Nancy Kilpatrick, a successful, widely-read American writer who has made Montreal her home for over two decades, has become our local Goth Queen and has contributed handsomely to the vampire field and; Joseph A. Citro, my Vermont-based friend who has had some 40 novels published, half in the domain of nonfiction and half fiction. Joe is a recognized authority on spooky occurrences throughout New England, relates his tales of terror on Vermont Public Radio and has had one of his stories optioned for a soon-to-be-released horror film, but he has once again contributed something terrifying for we Canucks to identify with. By the way, if you want to read something really scary, try Joe’s book Passing Strange. The hairs on the back of my neck are still standing, years after I first read it… and I don’t scare easily. Thanks to you all once again and Happy Halloween to our readers! Last time at the bordello… So, while our last edition, the second anniversary gem I called The Sex Issue, tickled most of you in an appropriate manner and I got some really nice feedback, a few people were upset with it. To those I may have offended, completely inadvertently, I emphasize, I apologize. I still think that anyone who actually read it cover-tocover will agree that it was harmless, but there is no accounting for sensibilities and if this sort of thing offends you, who am I to say you’re wrong? This is meant to be an adult paper that can be picked up and enjoyed by anyone who can read, though there are often some pretty pictures, too, and I think the cover shot of Scarlett James was gorgeous and that my Cornwall associate, Julia Lucio, created our nicest cover ever. But I will not be publishing a Sex Issue again, I don’t think, nor a Religion Issue, either. There are some themes it’s best to stay far away from…

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What gets better with age? A tale of cops’n’robbers By WARREN PERLEY It’s funny how some stories get better with age. When I was a journalist with The Gazette in the early 80s, I was assigned to write a piece on the retirement of Det.-Sgt. Albert Lisacek of the Sûreté du Québec, who had been anointed nine years earlier as Canada’s Toughest Cop. Even in those days – before advertising revenue had shrunk – the “news hole” at most papers was tight, based on the number of ads in that day’s issue. So it turned out to be a relatively short story of several hundred words, which could not possibly do justice to Lisacek’s long, colorful career. Now as editor of a long-form, ad-free journalism site called BestStory.ca, I decided it was time to revisit the story of Lisacek, who turned 79 on July 13, 2012. With research available online and with Lisacek ready to tell all more than three decades since he retired, I discovered the ultimate cops’n’robbers story from a bygone era when Montreal was the bank robbery capital of North America.

Lisacek’s story touches on some of the most sensational police investigations of recent history, including killer Richard Blass’ January 21, 1975 massacre of 13 innocent people in the Gargantua Bar. What really happened in the Val David chalet just before Blass himself was shot dead on January 24, 1975 by heavily-armed detectives? Now we find out. The article also describes Lisacek’s brushes with other notorious criminals, such as Montreal bank robber Machine Gun Molly and killer Jacques Mesrine, Public Enemy No. 1 in France, as well as terrorists Paul and Jacques Rose of the Front de libération du Québec. You can read about Lisacek the legend at www.beststory.ca There is a short, entertaining video on the subject at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qs9DdDq4-lE

What's inside a pumpkinhead? Here's a rather interesting and macabre perspective of how a pumpkin sees from the inside out. A little brain surgery was required for this one.

Photo credit Bram D. Eisenthal

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Cover Stor y

Zombie girl photographer: West End talent a good bet for success (Continued from cover)

Thought she’s not a family member, biologically-speaking, I have had the pleasure of experiencing her early moves using a camera, often mine in those far-off days. I showed her how to hold one properly and taught her that composing a good shot with your eye and stance is as important as knowing all the correct F-stops. Sierra loved photography as visual medium and in recent years has started creating spectacular visuals with her favourite tools, a very nice Canon digital SLR and Photoshop.

You can see some of her better shots on p. 5 of this issue, but I wanted to give you all some insight into why Sierra’s passion has developed so thoroughly, gleaned during an interview that followed a successful early October photo shoot at Cote St. Luc’s Nathan Shuster Park. My most pressing question for Sierra was how she developed her interest in photography initially, since I spent many hours with her running around from ages 9-11 or so, constantly nudging me to take pictures of her. “I think at the beginning, it was more of ‘let me be in the photo’ rather than my actually taking them,” Sierra told me. “I must have been the biggest annoyance (ED. NOTE: You were) always wanting people to take shots of me as a little kid. I always had a fascination for capturing decisive moments that you can't ever get again. As I got older, though (12-16), I wanted to get behind the viewfinder - I needed to understand the knowledge behind the object I was so amused about. I've learnt now, being immersed in photography in school, that I don't just love taking pictures – it’s more than that but rather how the camera was first created and developed over the years.

“When I look back at my very first shots, I laugh - they're terrible. But I guess ‘terrible’ has gotten me somewhere, hasn't it? That’s always how developing any sort of skill is going to be: Going from horrible to terrific. My skills have improved because I always took my camera (named Oswald) wherever I went, always loved creating interesting ‘sets’ and was always creative. Learning Photoshop on my own since I was 15 has also been a major factor in my development.” Sierra and I have always shared a love of the horror genre and, indeed, she and her older brother have always watched horror films at home. “Well, I grew up watching horror movies and I believe that early exposure created a keen interest in the genre. I am also a huge fan of Tim Burton… his creativity involves elements of gore and cuteness combined. That is my goal in my work, to show how cute and angelic things can also possess a hint of evil and darkness. I love looking for both sides of a picture, the good and evil of it, because I think that mimics life. And, really, the best way to attract attention is to present a not-your-every-day sort of product. That is the art I like best: Weird,

strange, out-of-the-ordinary. Normality bores me and that is where theatrical makeup comes in, helping you turn a model into something extraordinary. It helps me create a surreal effect… reality is so overrated.”

I then asked whether she sometimes yearns for a time when the digital world wasn’t such a force in her field. “Well, I will, no doubt, always remember those cheapie, throw-away nineties film cameras my mother would buy for me at Jean-Coutu or at photo stores. Before I got my first DSLR (digital single lens reflex camera) in 2009, I would go out and buy film and take the most useless shots, realizing just now how many film rolls I must have wasted. They would have come in handy if I would've kept them, now that I've found a permanent love for photography. Film has become a big cliché item now with young teens, but I would love to use film later on in life when I've gained more knowledge about DSLRs. Stressing that I am a huge fan of 1950s culture, I love the grain and noise you get when shooting with film, because it has a vintage look to it.” Just wait till you get into Large Format photography, kiddo! Sierra’s acceptance to Dawson’s School of Photography this year has literally changed her world and I asked her about that, with more than a little envy. “It truly is an honour for me. Oh gosh, I adore it. It’s going really great, actually. I know so many people who come into school everyday with frowns on their faces, dreading going to class - but then there’s me...ready, smiling and excited to be at school. I'm so thankful to have found a passion for photography, because some days I feel like it isn't even school. Of course it is difficult at times, don't get me wrong (with so many other classes to keep up with) - but I try pushing through as much as possible, because I know my goal is to succeed and get where I want to be in life. My teachers are also what makes the days great as well. This course is about much more than just taking pictures.” Of course, all this schooling and practise is gearing her up for the career she hopes to carve into the dogeat-dog (and she has one, a German Shepherd / L a b hybrid named Blacky, a pussycat named Seven, t o o ) world of business. “I'd love

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to think that I'll have my own studio once I finish all my schooling. Working for myself (freelance) and/or with a company. I would love to travel, as well. Get to know photographers outside of this state. I do see myself getting out of here, once I've got everything sorted out, and working in California - that is my only dream.”

Moving is a good notion, Ms. Van B, because here, in this “state,” all you’ll get is grief because your studio’s name isn’t French enough for the language cops and the small-minded people who rant about such nonsense. So, escape from this linguistic prison while the gettin’ is good, girl!

Her fave pro shooters are, by the way? “The ones who are known: I'd have to say Annie Leibovitz (because growing up in a small town doesn't mean you can't dream of going far in life – and her work is a bit surreal, which I like), especially her Disney series where famous celebs are the characters. It’s pretty neat. David Lachapelle, Jamie Nelson. And then some mostly-unknown photographers I have found on various websites… they have been very inspirational for me, as well.” Finally, let’s tackle the subject of Halloween, which Sierra still loves. “It honestly kills me to see fewer kids on the streets each Halloween. What happened? If one day Halloween doesn't exist because parents would rather keep their children inside instead, I'll be really pissed. My mom always talks about how, when she was growing up, the streets were packed with kids in costumes, carrying big bags full of candy. I get jealous. I could only wish to see that nowadays. I just love the atmosphere, I guess. It’s not every day ou see zombies, cute little kids in unicorn suits and ghosts, running around.

“This year, I’ll be going in my kigurumi (Japanese one-piece) costume as Rilakkuma (cute Japanese bear character) with a sickening/ghostly pale face and wide black contacts. Again, the cute and evil thing - gotta love it!”


Violet Scents

Lest We Forget

http://www.flikr.com/photos/sierravanbiello

To see more of Sierra’s work, check her out on Flickr:

Lady In Red

Lady In Red

After Loss

Sierra Van B - First media-published photos Many Roads

Mrs Crowley

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CUISINE

Th e F i c k l e F o o d i e b y

J u s t i n We l k s

L’ A t e l i e r d ’ A r ge n t i n e

My passionate love affair with food has, out of necessity and friendly familial prodding, led me to a painful period of extended and selfinduced 1800 calorie days. It’s true: It is much easier to gain than to lose! That master of memorable American prose and wit Mark Twain said it best. When contemplating the pains of dieting on his 70th birthday he was heard to say “In the manner of diet, I have been persistently strict in sticking to the things which didn't agree with me until one or the other of us got the best of it.” It has so far been two weeks of painfully stressed out willpower, so I decided this weekend to sin, temporarily take my train off the tracks and throw my carefully scripted daily food intake diary to the proverbial wind and ....yes...INDULGE!

other surreptitious comments-The service at L’Atlelier d’Argentine is top-notch and very professional from the moment you enter and are greeted by the hostess all the way to our attentive waiter Sylvain and the ever present and efficient busboy who was always there to fill our water and remove our empty plates!

We started our meal with two cocktails, one a Brazilian specialty the Caipirinha ($9), a sultry mix of Cachasa liquor from Brazil, made from fermented sugar cane syrup, fresh fruit juices and cane sugar. It packed a delicious and refreshing punch. I sipped on a very wellmixed and lively Mojito ($8). The menu at L’Atelier d’Argentine is resplendent with Latin American specialties including, of course, a well presented selection of the grilled meats Argentineans are so well known for. I started with the Quarteto Empanadas ($12) a quartet of mini empanadas separately filled with sweet yellow corn, smoked ham, bacon, provolone cheese, hand carved beef , spring onion, smoked paprika, fontina cheese and caramelized onions, each encased in a delightfully, melt in the mouth

I was experiencing a savage salacity for deliciously grilled meat so what better choice than a vicarious visit to the country fabled for its delicious carnivorous delights, Argentina the land of gauchos, fabulous churrascarias and, of course, the much-fabled Evita Peron L’Atelier d’Argentine is a wonderful ambassador for Argentina and a relative newcomer to the restaurant scene in Old Montreal, occupying the premises of the former DNA restaurant tucked away on Marguerite d’Youville Street, just off McGill St. and very near the river. There is only one way to describe the decor at L’Atelier d’Argentine and it hits you the moment you enter...sleek, stylish and resplendent with glass, shiny wooden tables, solid and comfy armed and leather-cushioned chairs and a fabulous bar right in the middle of the restaurant. The ambience under dimmed and soft lighting, is both relaxing and romantic. The background music reflects the lively Argentinean spirit and became even more spirited as the evening progressed. We had a table overlooking the Old Port with a fabulous view of the river through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

flakey pastry envelope. My partner chose the grilled Chorizo de Mariscos ($8), a grilled seafood sausage accompanied by potato salad and a fried quail egg. The sausage was wonderfully flavoured, delicate and grilled to a juicy perfection...a great beginning’ When it came to our main course I think the kitchen got their timing a bit mixed up as our main dishes where swiftly and adroitly put in front of us at the very moment our empty appetizer plates were being removed. I hate to feel rushed when I am dining out and this, to say the least, was a bit surprising and disconcerting. Choosing our main dishes we both stuck with the grilled meats. I chose the Tapas de Asado ($21), a 10 oz. hanger steak and my companion the Bife de Chorizo ($24), a 10 oz. sirloin steak. Both were grilled to order perfectly. They were tender, well seasoned and nicely charred. I did, however, have very serious misgivings regarding the two

Let me start by saying and putting to rest

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accompanying sauces, the much renowned chimichurri and criolla sauces. The chimichurri was completely devoid of the accustomed robust flavour from the fresh herbs, garlic and chillies that I have come to expect. Instead what I got was a ramekin of unseasoned olive oil, vinegar and a few chopped pieces of parsley. Unfortunately, the neighbouring criolla sauce didn’t fare much better. Our side dishes of Berenjenas Asado ($5), grilled eggplant and Ensalada Tomates ($5), were both delicious. The eggplant was grilled perfectly and simply dressed in olive oil. The tomato salad was a colourful and tasty mix of fresh heirloom tomatoes. Both were perfect accompaniments to our steaks. We ended our meal with two appropriate and very satisfying desserts: A silky Flan ($5) made with coconut milk and egg custard and the Queso Y Duce ($9), a small goat cheese cake with cacao crumble and a mix of quince in a vanilla syrup. Maintaining our loyalty of the evening we chose a bottle of Argentinean red wine Zuccardi Serie a Mendoza 2010 ($40), a bold and fruity mix of merlot and cabernet sauvignon grapes. L’Atelier d’Argentine is a very welcome addition to a relatively small list of restaurants in the city offering superb grilled meats. It succeeds on many levels, not only in the execution of its distinctive cuisine, but also with the prices it charges. Surprising, considering its location in one of our higherpriced dining neighbourhoods, Old Montreal. Their offer of steaks of such good quality at prices starting at $21 is a rare find in today’s market. I will definitely return with the added hope that my chimichurri packs more of the distinctive flavour punch I am used to! Reservations are recommended especially on the weekends. Brunch is served on Saturday and Sunday. Our bill came to $152 not including tax or tip. Location: 355 Marguerite d’Youville (just east of McGill St) Opening Hours: Mon: 11:30 am-10:00 pm Tue - Fri: 11:30 am-1:00 am Sat: 10:30 am-1:00 am Sun: 10:30 am-10:00 pm Tel: 514 287-3362 Accepts all credit cards and Interac . Email: info@atelierargentine.com. Website: www.atelierargentine.com


Chef Cayenne with Chef Michael Minorgan

Food markets and street food of Thailand

On my many trips to Thailand I have always been enthralled by the abundance of amazing food markets and deliciously inexpensive street food that is available all over the country in every city or small village I have visited.

The mere variety of food items on sale at these markets absolutely blew me away. We have nothing by comparison here. Nothing that even comes close!

If Chiang Mai in Northern Thailand is the princess of food market cities then Bangkok definitely reigns as the king. On my trips to Bangkok I have only made a dent in my discovery of them. There are a small number of these markets, especially in the larger cities that cater largely to the tourist trade - chief among these is the famous Damneon Saduak Floating Market located some 100 miles southwest of Bangkok in the province of Ratchaburi about 11/2 hours drive from the city. The largest food market in the city of Bangkok is probably the Or Tor Kor Market located in the northern part of the city right next to the largest outdoor market in Asia, the Chatuchak Weekend Market boasting over 20,000 stalls selling all the items you can possibly imagine. The Or Tor Kor Market offers a huge selection of fresh and live seafood, all varieties of exotic fruits and vegetables and readymade Thai curries of every variety, as well as Thai curry pastes and spices, etc, etc. It also includes a small food court selling all manner of delicious Thai food at extremely reasonable prices.

Recipes

Stir Fried Pork with Holy Basil (Pad Ga Prao Muu)

•1 tablespoon vegetable oil • 1 tablespoon garlic • small thai

chilies to taste • 1/2 cup (100g) ground pork (or

Prices at this market are a bit higher than other outdoor markets, but still extremely inexpensive compared to prices we pay back home.

The Bangkok Flower Market (Pak Klong Talad) is the largest wholesale and retail flower market in Asia. It is located near the Old City next to the famous Wat Pho (Temple of the Reclining Buddha). It is an absolute kaleidoscope of colors and floral scents. The early predawn hours is the best time to visit and soak in the chaotic bustle of the vendors selling to all their wholesale buyers. Just sit back with a Thai coffee, your cameras and record it all for posterity.

The Damneon Floating Market in Ratchaburi is one of the countless such floating markets that are so popular in and around Bangkok. Bangkok, known as the Venice of South East Asia, has a large patchwork of canals winding their way throughout the city, creating ideal conditions for these floating markets. Visiting Damneon Saduak Market is best done in the early morning hours before all the tourist buses arrive and the sweltering heat of the day revs up. The series of canals then routinely become crowded with hundreds of vendors and purchasers floating in their small row boats buying and exchanging their foods, mainly fruits and vegetables, brought in from their orchards. The canals around Damneon Market were used during the scene for the famous long boat chase in the James Bond Movie “Man with The Golden Gun.” As with all markets in Thailand bartering is

Green Papaya Salad(Som Tam)

• 1 teaspoon whole garlic cloves • 2-10 small thai chilies, to

taste • 1 tablespoon palm sugar •1 tablespoon fish sauce • 1

long bean, broken into 1.5" pieces •1 tomato •2 teaspoons

chicken/beef) • 1 tablespoon fish sauce • 1 teaspoon black

lime juice • 1 cup shredded green papaya •3 tablespoons dry

Green Papaya Salad, or Som Tam (sometimes written Som Tum), is

soy sauce • 1/4 teaspoon white sugar • 2 tablespoons water 1/2 cup holy basil leaves and flowers

Pad Ga-prao (Pad Ga-praw) is one of the most common dishes in

Thailand. It’s usually served as a one-dish meal, a quick meal

eaten over rice, and is usually topped with a fried egg.This recipe

is for a ‘one-dish meal’ sized portion Serve with a sliced chili in a

bowl with a teaspoon of fish sauce.

Directions

1.Smash chilies with a stone mortar & pestle if you have one,

or use the side or back of a knife. Smash garlic, and set aside

with the chilies. 2.Clean basil by picking off the leaves and flowers, and discarding the stems. Rinse and set aside.

3. Heat the oil in a pan until very hot on high heat. Throw in the chilies & garlic, and stir until browned. 4.

When the

garlic is ready, add the meat. Break it up in the pan with your

spatula, to make sure it cooks evenly. 5.Add sugar, soy sauce

& fish sauce. Stir and let absorb. 6.When dry, add the water

and the basil leaves. Stir until basil is wilted, and serve on

rice.7.If you want to top with a fried egg, add a bit more oil

in the pan, and allow the oil to get very hot. Crack an egg in

the middle. If it’s hot enough the egg will bubble up and sizzle. When browned on the edges, flip and wait until

browned on the other side. Remove and place on top of the

rice.

roasted peanuts • 1 tablespoon dried shrimp

a very common dish eaten throughout Thailand. It originates in

Laos/Issan, but now the whole country enjoys it.

Directions 1.First prepare the papaya by peeling the dark green skin. Then, hold the papaya in your hand, and smack the fruit lengthwise with a good sized knife. You want to create 1/2″ or so deep cuts into the fruit. Do this over and over until you’ve created a good amount of cuts. Watch your fingers! Then, cut the papaya lengthwise to produce long strips. You can also buy tools which can create long shreds, or even use a cheese grater (the big holes). Thai people use the knife method, though!2. In a ceramic mortar & pestle, add the whole garlic cloves and chillies. Pound with the pestle a few times to mash, then add the long beans.3.Pound a few more times, and add a pinch of papaya. This helps mix the garlic & chillies. Pound some more.4. Add the palm sugar, fish sauce or salt and pound more. Make sure everything is well mixed. 5.Add the tomato, chopped into large pieces. Pound more, but not as hard. Add the lime juice, dried shrimp and the rest of the papaya. Pound about 10-15 times while mixing with a spoon. You want to evenly coat the papaya with the juices while pounding the flavor into the papaya, but don’t pound so hard that the papaya disintegrates. Add the peanuts, mix and serve.

expected. Never accept the first price offered Always start the bidding at 50% less and bid up from there. Always respect the vendor and once you both arrive at a mutually-agreed price. Be sure to actually purchase the item and never just throw up your hands and walk away in frustration!

If you love food as I do and are genuinely interested in exploring all the indigenous foods of the country, by all means include some of these markets on your itinerary, but be selective. There are far too many to include them all.

Street food in Thailand is very closely tied to the food markets. Not only do they provide a large source of passing traffic, but are also handy as easy-access places to buy their supplies.

Prior to my visits to South East Asia, I had always had reservations about eating street food, concerned that I may fall victim to the dreaded “Montezuma’s Revenge.” My first visit to Bangkok completely put these fears to rest. Food stalls here are strictly controlled by the government, much the same as our restaurants are here so cleanliness is seldom a problem. As with any visit to a foreign country, however, be forewarned it is always best to purchase food from the busiest food stalls, those serving a large number of locals. Stay away from drinks using ice cubes or salads that may have had their greens washed in water. Stick to bottles or canned drinks. In addition to the wonderfully delicious and addictive foods at these stalls, the prices are staggeringly inexpensive: Most dishes can be bought for less than $2.You can easily eat street food three times a day for a month, pay less than $7 a day and never have to repeat a dish. Street food vendors take tremendous pride in their food and each one will specialize in one particular dish using a recipe probably handed down through the family for generations. The Thai people are some of the friendliest and most welcoming people I have ever met and are more than happy to chat with you and exchange their secrets if you are able to conquer the fractured language difficulties! Food markets, street food and cooking classes with local chefs are a major part of our Culinary & Cultural Excursions to Thailand, starting in March 2013. Here are a couple of street food recipes you can try in your own kitchen. As with all the recipes in my column, if you have any problems or questions drop me an email and I will help wherever I can. www.chefmichel-concepts.com www.culinaryculturaltours.ca Email: michael@chefmichel-concepts.com www.meetup.com/Chef-Michel-Concepts-GlobalCuisine-in-Montreal

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Whole Wheat Roll by Caryn Roll

Evil lurks in all that tasty Halloween candy

I have talked about dietary fats and sugar before in this column but Halloween is a good time for a review.

Gone are the days where healthcare professionals recommend low fat everything.  In the past it was believed that saturated fats and fats in general were responsible for heart disease and other health problems.  Recommendations focused on a low intake of dietary fats.  Unfortunately, we saw an increase in dietary sugars which contributed to heart disease, obesity and other illnesses.  

Currently, the recommendations are to avoid simple sugars like table sugar.  If you see words on foods on food packages like sucrose, glucose and fructose be wary.  Remember white flour acts like simple sugar so limit pastries, white pastas, white breads and other baked goods prepared with only white flour.

Back to fats. Avoid trans fats like the plague.  These are very bad for you.  This is man made fat which is very stable and tasty but a major contributor to heart disease.  There is such a thing as naturally-occurring trans fat found in dairy products like milk.  This is ok!

Trans fats also include hydrogenated fats, partially hydrogenated fats and vegetable shortening. These are all to be avoided.  Read the ingredient list on the food label to see if the food contains any of these nasties.  

Where does this leave us on Halloween?  Most of the candy is probably heavy in sugar.  Some junk might contain trans fats.  If you notice any of that, just throw it out.  Too much sugar also leads to dental caries and way too much sugar eaten regularly is a strong contributor to weight gain and health issues.  In moderation it’s fine.  

While your kids have their fun with all the candy it’s a good time to emphasize water as the beverage of choice.  Sugar is prevalent in drinks.  This is what we call liquid calories. Drinks like juice and chocolate milk are just as bad as soda pop when it comes to sugar content.  Encourage water drinking and fruit eating as often as possible, but more so during post Halloween junk feasting. Caryn J. Roll P.Dt. (514.817.0135) Twitter: @MTRLnutrition Join me on Facebook www.montrealnutrition.com

In memory of Cantor Mendel Fogel

He was an icon, a local celebrity and he was beloved by everyone he met, without a doubt. Maybe it was his experiences surviving the Nazis in concentration camps as his family perished around him, but Hungary-born Mendel Fogel’s sense of humanity was not vanquished during those darkest of dark years. He came to Canada, rebuilt his life, married his lifelong partner Frances, had sons and daughters with her and became one of the most cherished cantors in Montreal’s Jewish community history.

The Cantor, or Chazzan, plays a most important role in synagogue life. The Rabbi is the spiritual leader, the “teacher,” but through his music and a voice that is almost always outstanding, the Cantor’s singing imparts to each and every service the soul of Judaism. Cantor Mendel Fogel, who died on September 24 at age 91 – albeit prematurely, if you can believe that - was the Cantor Emeritus of NDG’s Shaare Zedek Congregation. For over 60 years, his gorgeous vocal sonnets moved everyone privileged enough to hear him sing. Growing up a child of Shaare Zedek, I was a small part of his fan club, but I had the added bonus of sharing my Bar Mitzvah lessons with him. That oh-so-exclusive club, Cantor Fogel’s Bar Mitzvah Boys, had the rare experience of having their cheeks pinched – quite hard at that, but with lots of love – every time they encountered him, even well into adulthood. Although he was Cantor Emeritus for some time, it was a real treat to bump into him at services and I certainly looked forward to that whenever I was at Shaare Zedek. I last saw him in July, when I was at Shaare Zedek to say the memorial prayer for my late mother. He looked as healthy as ever, at least two decades younger than his years, and his infectious smile upon seeing me was gregarious enough to warm the room.

One of my fondest lasting memories will forever be the special evening in his honour organized by Shaare Zedek on October 26, 2004, marking his 50 years in “the Biz.” He sang some of his favourite liturgies and, truly, his voice was as powerful and impressive as ever.

Cantor Fogel, you, late Shaare Zedek (founding) Rabbi A. Bernard Leffell and late Chazzan Sheini (Second Cantor, in literal translation) Isidor Lorincz left indelible marks on my life. Your passing, particularly, has robbed me of one of my true great joys, hearing you sing. This loss also deprives me of one of my favourite people on Earth, as well as an important link to my childhood. But, thankfully, you lived to age 91 and we are all immensely grateful for those extra golden years. We will miss you greatly. Rest in peace.

Bram Eisenthal Managing Editor

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Spiritual Seedlings - Father John Walsh

SPIRITUALITY Lose the paganism, ramp up the fun Every year on the last day of October the neighbourhood prepares for Halloween. Stores are stocked with Halloween treats. Children, accompanied by an older sister, brother, or parents, go from door to door ringing the bell or knocking at the door and blurting out “Trick or Treat.”  Lurking in the silence are all the pagan elements of Samhain “the lord of death.”  More than 2,000 years ago the Celts began the Celtic new year, giving thanks to the sun god for the harvest.  Paganism believed the souls of the dead returned to their homes and, if entertained with food, they would not cast spells and cause havoc.  The belief was that, at death, the souls of the good were possessed by good spirits and carried to paradise, while the souls of the wicked were consigned to the unseen world.  Those spirits that haunted the living needed to be exorcised.  In Satanism and Witchcraft covens, this is the day when Satan himself comes to "fellowship" with his followers.  The Pantheon “of all gods” in Rome was wrested from the barbarians and made into a cathedral to glorify all saints.  Thus, honouring all the "hallowed" saints was known as the All Hallows festival.  Pope Gregory IV moved it to November 1 to coincide with Samhain – now All Hallows Eve.  The Roman Catholic church made room to accommodate the barbarians and All Souls and All Saints become strange bedfellows.  The idea of “trick-or-treating” took on an acceptable church flavour when costumed children offered to fast for the departed souls in return for money or an offering.  The “jack-o-lantern” represents the god of the dead, and, when placed in windows warded off the spirits of the dead.  Jack is another name for joker or Satan.   There was one pagan practice that was not eradicated with the coming of Christianity: Witchcraft.  Witches invoked evil spirits to enter the bodies of the talismans and thus they derived their dark

powers through symbols and were looked upon as possessors of magic. Some had dogs, owls, snakes or swine for their talismans, but the most common are cats, particularly the black cat, which was connected to demonic powers and is the chief idol of the goddess of Wicca, Diana.  The devil’s colours are orange, black and red, the colors associated with Halloween.  The skeleton is a form of the god of the dead and the symbol of death is crossed bones.  Fire was the best weapon against evil spirits and Witchcraft was punished by burning at the stake.  Apple bobbing was originally replete with various fertility rites. Today few people realize how paganism influences Halloween and most children dress in costumes to surprise their hosts who open the door, guess who they are and thank them by giving them a “treat.”  The Church’s combination of All Soul and All Saints Day on two successive days, however, includes no reference to the previous evening’s Halloween.  It may be compared to Mardi Gras, which originated as a festival prior to the fast of Lent, but shrove Tuesday is not part of the season of Lent.  Today Halloween is an evening of a frivolity when young and old dress in costumes to disguise themselves and, at some point or other, declare who they really are.          When paganism stands on its own, it is a shallow reflection of an underworld that was created to instil fear into the lives of people professing that evil spirits exist and can create havoc.  There are abundant situations in the world to cause us to fear the future without adding paganism’s beliefs to already difficult times.  Paganism promotes an irrational fear in people when it constantly refers to the power of underworld spirits.  The JudaeoChristian heritage is that God is an historical and loving God - living in the midst of the people.  Halloween can be a “fun” time and that’s all that it should be!  Isaiah reminds us:  Fear not, for I am with you, be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my victorious right hand.

FINANCE & REAL ESTATE

Mortgage Matters

Th e h a u n t e d h o u s e

I know many of you don’t believe in haunted houses, but this week I wanted to focus on how you can prevent your finances from becoming a “house of horrors.” There are a lot of “scary” facts that people are either ignorant of, or choose to ignore because the reality hurts too much. I am going to spook you with a few. If you slip up for only a few months in terms of paying your credit cards/credit lines/car lease/financing, your credit score can go down from acceptable to horrid. Since lenders focus mostly on your recent credit history, it won’t matter if you argue that your old credit history should count for something. A drop in credit score can prevent you from refinancing to pay off debts and acquiring new lines of credit. It can also force you to require higher interest rate financing. Everyone has their reason/excuse/story for why they are late

on their payments, but based on my experience, banks don’t care. The best predictor of future behaviour is past behaviour, so do your best to be responsible and you will be okay. Your home’s comparable value and market value are not the same thing. This applies mostly when someone is looking to refinance your home to pay debts. Often when my clients are asked how much their home is worth, it is to determine how much equity I can use to pay off their high-interest debt. While clients don’t often exaggerate on purpose, they tend to inflate the value of their home by about 10 percent, which is significant. They tend to think that their home is the nicest one on the block and thus should sell for a higher amount. Also, when a lender’s appraiser comes in to assess the value

of the house, keep in mind first of all that they are working on behalf of the lender... not for you. The appraiser also will assess your house based on what other homes in the area have sold for and NOT what it could sell for on the open market for three months. Mortgage rules are constantly changing. This is the rule that, unfortunately, is completely out of your control. The federal government has made many changes to mortgages to prevent consumer debt from getting out of control. Although there are too many to list here, the major ones recently include cutbacks to the amortization (30 years to 25 years for insured mortgages) and to the amount of equity you can refinance (85% to 80%). It was only four years ago that you could buy a house with 0 percent down!! I hope these tips are helpful, as they are meant to be more of a treat than a trick!! Jason Zuckerman www.mortgageratesmontreal.com Hypotheca Mortgage Brokers (514) 771-1352 /1-800- 206-1350 jzuckerman@hypotheca.ca

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THAT THING IN THE WATER by Jack Ketchum

I’m often asked, “what really scares you” And my answer is usually something along the lines of you do. Meaning that I have no idea, really, what you’re capable of, and that I’m fully aware that beneath that placid exterior or shit-eating grin you might be the kind of guy who keeps a six-yearold tied up in your basement. But there’s also the terrible unexpected.

I was walking down Broadway one sunny spring afternoon on my way home from Love Cosmetics or Gartner’s Hardware or somewhere and I’d just stepped up over the curb onto the sidewalk at 70th Street when an entire chest of drawers hit the sidewalk three feet in front of me. It sort of bounced once and then toppled over on its side like a king on a chessboard in checkmate. Only a fuck of a lot bigger.

A nice wooden chest of drawers. Ever fire a shotgun? It sounded a little like that.

Turned out it came from three floors above me. Some movers were working in an apartment with a floor-length window and somebody backed into the thing. It had done a three-sixty roll in mid-air and landed on its feet. I nearly lost mine.

Know what? Your legs really can turn to jelly. Your heart really can skip a beat. A couple of beats.

One more step and you wouldn’t be reading this, folks.

Was I scared? Fuck, yes. And was I mad? You haven’t seen mad.

They say there’s never a cop around when you need one but I guess I got lucky because I turned around to head for 72nd Street, my best bet to find one -- and a squad car materialized right across from the subway station. I told them what happened and they drove over and shut the whole operation down right away. I calmed down and walked home and went about my business. But was I disturbed? Hell, yes. Disturbed by definition. I felt interfered with. Intruded upon. My easy-going day had damn near been my last one.

It’s a sobering experience, the kind some of you may have had under other circumstances. Here’s a piece from I’M NOT SAM, edited slightly so as not to give too much away. “I’m halfway through my first beer when I see the snake.

The beer hits the deck and I’m up on my feet with the rake in my hands and it’s coming toward her, its body a black undulating streak in the water behind a raised head as it rises over a drifting branch and she doesn’t see it, doesn’t even know it’s there and I’m yelling Get out of the water! Get out of the water NOW! and she hears the panic in my voice and looks confused but starts swimming anyway, Sam’s powerful stroke, yet the damn thing’s gaining on her, no more than ten feet away.” The terrible unexpected. In a river, on a corner in New York City. Anywhere.

UNRELATED QUESTION: What’s the story with this “the last girl standing” all the time? THE EVIL DEAD aside, why can’t we have a storyline with the last guy standing once in a while? Why should it always be Sigourney Weaver? A lot of us fellas are sensitive and smart too, y’know? We could save Jonesy.

I'M NOT SAM by Jack Ketchum & Lucky McKee can be purchased from CemeteryDance.com and SinisterGrinPress.com. For more info about the author, please visit www.JackKetchum.net. or follow him on Twitter at www.Twitter.com/JackKetchum

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STRANGE FORCES AT WORK: A Canadian "Keep Out!" (Pittsburg, NH to Chartierville, PQ) by Joseph A. Citro

My search for oddities had taken me a little out of the way. I was in the northern part of Pittsburg, New Hampshire - about as out-of-the-way as you can get. This is the Granite State's northernmost town.

Anyone who has visited this vast, unspoiled region realizes it is a world unto itself. Bordered on the north and west by Canada, on the east by Maine, and on the south by the forty-fifth parallel, this remote rural rectangle once declared its independence from everything, setting up as the Indian Stream Republic. But I wasn't looking for history, I was tracking mysteries. And surely Pittsburg has a few of its own, but the one I was after is in Canada. In fact, it's just across the line. Following Route 3 north, I crossed at New Hampshire's only border crossing. The Customs booth was immediately visible at the bottom of a hill. I obediently stopped and after promising I was not planning the overthrow of the province, I revealed to the officer the true purpose of my trip. I asked him where to find the. . . (here I cleared my throat and spoke a bit more softly) "Anti-gravity spot."

Apparently he was used to the question so he didn't roll his eyes or give any indication that he might have thought I was nuts. He simply smiled and pointed to a nearby sign that marks the spot and gives instructions. I turned around and parked my car at the bottom of the hill, on the same road that had brought me into Canada. I shifted into neutral, made sure my foot was off the brake, and waited. Soon - surprisingly soon - and against all logic, common sense, and natural laws, I found myself moving, rolling upwards, actually accelerating back up the hill. Was it anti-gravity? An optical illusion? Or some kind of magic? Who knows? All I can say for sure is that it is fun, strange, and effective. I sensed powerful unknown forces dragging my car uphill... with me in it!

It was indeed mysterious but became almost funny when I realized those mysterious forces were propelling me right back into the United States! Welcome to Canada and Bon Voyage!

NOTE: "Magnetic hills" such as this are rare, and this one is especially convincing. It's well worth going a little out of your way to see it and you don't even have to leave Canada.

Joseph A. Citro is an expert in New England weirdness. His books, fiction and nonfiction, are available as ebooks or in old-fashioned paper-and-ink. A collection of short stories, Not Yet Dead, is forthcoming from Crossroad Press. You can reach him on Facebook or via the electronic Ouija board at:

LOG: http://josephacitro.blogspot.com WEB:  http://www.josephacitro.com


In the Fullness of the Moon

by Nancy Kilpatrick

He told me he was a vampire. Maybe he said that because he knew I'd loved the Twilight books and movies. Maybe he said it just to play with my mind. Back then, I was young, romantically-inclined, and I didn't believe him, of course. Mostly, I thought he was a regular guy, cute, nice, with a good line that more or less worked on me. Sometimes he'd nibble my neck but it was more of a hickey and my skin wasn't pierced. At least not then.

We dated for six months. I only saw him at night, never in the daytime, all the better to keep the vampire fantasy going. I guess I was naive. Maybe just stupid.

I'd only had one boyfriend before him, in high school, and I'd never had sex. It's not that I was saving myself for the right guy, I was more waiting until it felt right. It didn't, until I met him. But he was old school, he said, and wanted us to be married. I kept thinking how different he was and that I'd never met a guy like him before. That was maybe my most accurate thought.

I guess the courtship was normal, I don't know. When I used to read women's magazines, and they gave lists of how it should or shouldn't be with a guy, everything seemed to fit together. I probably convinced myself it was all going great and didn't really pay much attention to the wrong notes. So when he asked me to marry him, I said yes, and joked, "Do we have to get married at night?" "It would be better," he said seriously. And to my mother's horror, we had a midnight wedding, not in a church, outdoors, under a full moon, and left our few guests to the reception while we went off for our first night together.

It's very hard to convey what happened that night. My memory is clawed by the terror that thinking about my wedding night still evokes. We weren't in a hotel but in a cabin in the woods he owned, far from everyone. Far from help. I remember standing at the door looking at the

gorgeous round moon thinking how happy I was. How lucky. And then, everything changed. Details are hazy, but I know it all began in a normal way. We kissed and hugged in the darkness, just a few moon rays at the window offering a silvery glow, and it seemed so romantic. At first. Soon, he grew aggressive. He'd never been forceful with me before, just sweet and charming, like I said. I remember trembling as my fear escalated, afraid to say anything because I wasn't really sure how it was supposed to be between a husband and wife. And then I noticed the smell. As if it had rained and the wet earth and dying leaves had taken on that mouldy scent reminiscent of death. At some point, I tried to push him away. And that's when he snarled like an animal and I couldn't budge him. His skin felt strange, cooler, hotter, then not like skin at all. In the shadowy room he seemed to be altering but I didn't have time to investigate--he went for my throat.

The deep bite hurt. I screamed and thrashed but his weight held me down and I felt blood draining out of me fast. At the same time, he tore into me in another way and that pain too rocked me. It's funny what you don't recall when you've suffered a trauma. I have no idea how long this went on, I just remember that the moonlight disappeared, leaving the room and my life in bleak darkness.

I woke the next evening to find my pale husband lying beside me. Blood everywhere. Mine. My body was stiff. I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom. When I saw my reflection in the mirror, I was shocked. My throat had been almost torn open; I don't know how I had survived such mutilation. My body trembled uncontrollably and I began to sob. Suddenly, he was behind me. His face seemed cold to me, inhuman. "What...what did you do to me?" I cried. "Made you mine," he said.

I shook my head as if trying to jar my brain into understanding. "You bit me. You are a vampire!"

"Don't be childish! Can't you see me in the mirror?"

I felt confused and could only stammer, "What...what..."

"Lycanthrope," he said. "Werewolf. As you are now. It's only the full moon you have to worry about, but do as I tell you and you'll be alright."

That happened five years ago. Since then, there have been over sixty full moons where I've watched my husband change into a beast and have gone through the agony myself of morphing into something not at all human. Mating in this unholy state over sixty times. The only saving grace is that I can't remember what I do when the moon is full, what he does to me; I don't want to know.

I'm now pregnant with my fifth litter. My days, living in the woods, isolated, surrounded by the feral children I must bear, are pure drudgery, work and nothing but. I don't have a clear recollection of what my life was like before I met him, before he bit me; most of it is a blur. All I really recall with the sharpness of knife-blade teeth cutting into my memory is that he told me he was a vampire. I wish I'd believed him. I wish I'd walked away. Award-winning author Nancy Kilpatrick has published 18 novels, 1 non-fiction book, about 200 short stories, and has edited 12 anthologies. Her upcoming works in 2012 include the short fiction collection Vampyric Variations; scripter of the graphic novel Nancy Kilpatrick's Vampyre Theatre; editor of the anthology Danse Macabre: Close Encounters With the Reaper. Check out her website: www.nancykilpatrick.com

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ENTERTAINMENT Liner Notes - Sharon Hyland

Monster Mash the ultimate Halloween theme song The temperatures have dipped, the wind and rain are a dynamic duo against sunshine and shorts that we just had and winter tires are on the list of things-to-do. The change of season brings back musical memories, and like Frosty the Snowman declaring "Happy Birthday!" and bringing his theme song to life, or as any Pogues, U2 and Dropkick Murphys song affirms our Irish-ness (or creates it in some cases), Halloween wouldn't be the same without The Monster Mash. The clanging chains, squeaking doors and gurgling potions in the lab open up that timeless classic and leave it for that one day in October. It seems completely out of place to hear it any other time of the year, at least now it does. Back in 1962, after The Monster Mash hit number one on the Billboard Hot 100 chart, Bobby "Boris" Pickett & The Crypt Kickers tried to put something in our stocking for Christmas. Naturally, if a monster can teach us a new dance, we can return the favour and teach him of the joys of ol' Saint Nick!

Read On! - Andreas Kessaris

“Con te partiro”

On the Friday before the last provincial election, I found myself having drinks with an elderly college professor whose family has been in Quebec for more than 12 generations and a commercial artist originally from Scandinavia, currently a resident of Canada for 32-plus years. We began discussing the election’s potential outcome and its consequences, when the latter declared: “If Quebec becomes an independent country it will soon enough turn into a banana republic!” (and I don’t think he meant it would become an over-priced clothing store). The college professor, who has lived all over the world, had many valid points on the subject and referenced a book called Time to Say Goodbye: The Case for Getting Quebec Out of Canada. By coincidence, not long before, he had run into its author, Reed Scowen, while on vacation with his wife in the Charlevoix region and had re-read the aforementioned book upon returning home. He immediately offered to lend it to me. A former senior public servant, Scowen is a nativeborn Quebecer with long family ties in the province. He was a three-term member of the Quebec National Assembly, economic advisor to the late Premier Robert Bourassa and Delegate General to Quebec in London, Washington, D.C. and New York: So he has the necessary experience and the insider knowledge to make a strong and credible case.

In Time to Say Goodbye, Scowen outlines the social, political and philosophical reasons he believes Canada should ask Quebec to leave Confederation and how this can be accomplished fairly, peacefully and to everyone’s benefit, all conveyed in language

Monster's Holiday rose to #30 on the charts and proved Igor right; "Santa good." No argument here. The teaching angle took shape in another Pickett song the following year. This time dropping the "Boris," Bobby Pickett released a song called Graduation Day. The sweet ode to the end of high school typifies not only the innocence of the early 60s, but proved the singer successful without the novelty of the Monster. As far as squeezing as much out of the rich fruit as possible, or maybe under the “try, try again” banner because that sounds less jaded, Pickett & The Crypt Kickers took on the 80s. It seemed the right time to teach the Monster how to talk, or at least try to fit in with the kids of today. "Monster Rap" is worth looking for if only to see how many sides this seemingly one “trick or treat” pony has. Novelty songs might be the modern equivalent of a Youtube video going viral. Weird Al has had a good run of hit parodies, though the focus of programming on commercial radio stations seems to limit these songs to morning shows and the promise of levity to start your day. Not necessarily a bad thing, but it does mean that you can rest assured that you will hear Monster Mash on the radio soon!

simple enough for people who are not experts on law and government to understand. His approach is logical and rational and while I do not agree with all of his conclusions, he does make several compelling points.

The book itself was first published over 12 years ago, so some information is out of date, but many of the arguments are still around today (mostly because the Sovereignistas, as I call them, are still spinning their wheels, stuck in the 1970’s, but I digress). And there is no disputing the historical truths as Scowen delivers a concise overview and history of Canada’s constitution, from the British North America Act to the 1982 repatriation and also touches on how our legal system works (with regards to rights). Many of the facts were, to me anyway, quite surprising.

I was working late the night of the most recent provincial election in Quebec. After my shift I discovered my mother had left an angry message on my voicemail about the results. When I got home I found most of my Facebook friends had posted messages about how they plan to soon head down the old 401. If that’s the way you feel, I strongly recommend you read Time to Say Goodbye (the book is still in print, but may be a challenge to find…however most bookstores are able to order it). Scowen will help you make an informed decision.

Read on! www.essaysbyandreas.com

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ENTERTAINMENT

Entertainment Entre Nous - Shlomo Schwartzberg

My Top 10 favourite horror films Halloween is just around the corner and that means horror movies, of course. They’re a big part of the holiday, at least in terms of the costumes influenced by any number of horror films over the years. But the genre, alas, has fallen on hard times of late, with the subtleties of good horror giving away to gratuitously violent and explicit films, aptly labelled ‘torture porn’ by their detractors. Here though are 10 horror movies you should see. (Note: I’ve already written about some of my faves, The Haunting, Jaws and Carrie among them, so I’ll omit them from the list here). Freaks (1932): Tod Browning’s movie about the little people in a circus and their revenge on the full sized adults who’ve abused them still has the power to shock and disturb. Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956): Aliens invade us and make ‘pod’ people out of the human population. Only one man knows what they’re up to. Despite an imposed ‘happy’ ending, this one’s still scary. The Incredible Shrinking Man (1957): A man finds himself shrinking until he has to fight off spiders and other creatures to survive. Jack Arnold’s horror/SF hybrid is still an impressive existential mediation on the meaning of life and man’s indomitable will to survive.

special effects. The original – also an “SF-horror hybrid” - is a very scary film and one of the most atmospheric I have ever seen, from its creepy opening music to its Arctic sets and a monster that, while certainly campy, is totally evil and seemingly unstoppable) A graduate of Ryerson University’s School of Journalism, former West End Montrealer Shlomo Schwartzberg is a veteran film critic, has regularly reviewed films for various publications and lectures on film and TV studies. He was the director of programming for the Toronto Jewish Film Festival for eight years.

Local gothic church screens silent classic horror films Westmount United Church, with its great Gothic architecture, is as great a place as any to celebrate Halloween, such as its upcoming Nightmare Before Christmas event (see our event listings page). Recently, The Film Society held a very unique event there. A packed house was on hand to watch two silent horror classics: The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari and Nosferatu. The event was screened in the actual church on film, projected via an actual old projector. It was a real treat for film aficionados, many of whom came dressed for the occasion.

(Photos Bram D. Eisenthal)

Psycho (1960): Alfred Hitchcock’s horror classic is deservedly one of the most imitated movies in horror history. Night of the Living Dead (1968): One of the first and still the best of the zombie movies. George A. Romero’s inventive Vietnam allegory set the template for the myriad zombie flicks which followed. Theatre of Blood (1973):  A failed actor (Vincent Price) gets back at all the critics who savaged his performances by killing them off using Shakespeare’s plays as inspiration. Dark and bloody fun. Martin (1976): Romero’s ‘vampire’ movie, reportedly his favourite film, centres on a young man who thinks he is a bloodsucker. But is he just sexually confused? Psychological horror at its very best. The Evil Dead (1981): College students vacationing in an isolated cabin release demons in Sam Raimi’s thrilling roller coaster ride of a movie. The Thing (1982): John Carpenter’s remake of the 50s SF classic. A monster of extraterrestrial origin infiltrates an isolated Arctic research station and sows paranoia among the scientists whose shape it can assume. Claustrophobic and harrowing. The Cabin in the Woods (2012): Joss Whedon’s clever update of classic horror tropes brings fear into the technologically advanced 21st century. (ED. NOTE: While it was not on my Top Seven list this issue, if I had written a Top 10, it would have included The Thing (From Another World), the 1950s classic that I think is far superior to its 1982 re-make, which was successful in a large part due to its

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SPORTS AND FITNESS

Spotlight on Sports by Paul Graif

Behind the hockey mask, and in the boardroom, killers are murdering hockey When I was 8-years old the movie Halloween was released in theatres. I saw it a few months later - in the middle of the afternoon at a friend's house. I had to walk home alone afterwards. It was still light out and it was only a 10 minute walk, but I was never so scared in all of my life.When the talk began in the NHL off-season that we were headed for a lockout of the players by the owners, I was scared again. Scared that the league couldn't sustain yet another work stoppage so close on the heels of the last one that cost the league an entire season. It turns out that my fears were correct. People barely care that there is no hockey going on this season. We just missed what was supposed to be the opening of the regular season and, guess what? The world continues to rotate. This, in fact, may be a blessing for some of us. With the high cost of going to a game (over $500 for a family of four in Montreal) our money is better served elsewhere, like paying our bills. And let's face it: As the players and owners haggle over the millions and billions that they earn on our backs, we have absolutely no sympathy for their arguments. I have yet to hear a compelling argument on either side as to why their position makes more sense. The only vitriol is reserved for NHL Commissioner Gary Bettman. He is the face of what is wrong with the game and he is truly dislikeable. But don't blame Bettman - He is following the orders of 30 owners who have

The Cyclopath

ROB CALLARD

Am I crazy or are the rest of you? The dark early evenings of October send most of the seasonal cyclists inside to the comfort of their spinning bikes or trainers.  The gym in your neighbourhood fills up with the glum faces of those who would prefer being out on their bikes, hammering the roads, eager for something to fill the void left by not being able to ride outside. The experienced cyclist takes stock of his clothing inventory, notes what kind of gear he or she needs to acquire over the long winter months and pines for the day the snow melts and the riding season begins once again. Then there is me.  I just keep on riding. You see, I have figured out how to extend my riding season by at least three months. I’m not the only one, but there are a few of us left on the roads at this time of year. The other night on my 30 km. commute home from work, I got caught in a nasty rain and wind storm.  It was tough.  No, I mean real tough. And I faced the wind every second of the way. It was dark when I left for work in the morning and dark when I came home, in addition to the rain and wind that kept me at a snail’s pace most of the way.

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given him their unanimous support. Too bad the owners can't really agree amongst themselves. They cry poor, yet continue to hand out mega longterm contracts.They need a new deal to save them from themselves.They are like the kids who come to your door on Halloween, utter "trick or treat" and will trick you in order to get the best treats.Then they will hide the candy and tell their parents they didn't get any.   As for the players, salaries have doubled in the last eight years, since the last lockout.They collect their paycheques and then blame the owners for creating the high salaries in the first place. The major thing that's missing here is sympathy for the common fan and the low wage earner who relies on NHL hockey to make a living. I have been around players and owners all of my professional life (22 years and counting) and while I think some of them are nice, down-to-earth people, I can't look past the incredible greed. Ultimately, this will mean that the league will end up having to prop up some moribund franchises south of the border as fans there will give up entirely on the game. In Canada, most fans will return when the puck drops again. I think that will probably happen December 15th. Will all be forgotten when that happens? I say “be careful”… that sweet kid is actually Michael Meyers waiting, mask and all, to stab NHL fans in both the back and the wallet once again.

ED. NOTE: At press time, it appears there is a strike settlement looming. But this tug-of-war between two immensely selfish groups has really turned me off to the game, which becomes more irrelevant and boring year after year. Since Bettman took over the league's leadership, it seems, my interest has seriously waned. So, settlement or not, the damage has already been done. As far as I'm concerned, the puck stops here.

But you know what?  It was wonderful. It was wonderful because I still got to ride and for that I am grateful, even when the wind wanted to punish me after a long hard day at work. It took some planning, but I figured it all out.  I bought some warm clothes, some toe warmers for the cold mornings, a great Gore-Tex jacket that always keeps me warm, at least down to about -10c, some thermal gloves…. you know, all the stuff needed to ride. But what really did it was discovering the joy of a Cyclocross bike.  When I say Cyclocross, most people just look at me funny.  It’s an up-and-coming segment of the road bike market that allows one to ride on wider tires while having the benefits of a road bike geometry. There are other subtle differences, but in my case, that is what allows me to ride into December.  I have tires that allow me to ride safely in the dark, some great lights to keep me visible on the road and clothes to keep me warm in a variety of conditions. Most days, I have the road to myself.  I’m in Heaven, to say the least. So, am I crazy, or are the rest of you? With that thought, I must go…. The road awaits….

Rob Callard is a restaurateur in Westmount who cycles to work from Beaconsfield eight months of the year. He is married with three young boys. They all support his cyclopathic passion.


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Into the dark

Yoga is a deep journey. That is, when we delve deeply into it. If we do yoga and do not gain any new insights into who we are, then it isn't really yoga we are doing.

Yoga means "union" - including union of light and dark - within us. How do we yolk these two, so-called opposites?

Years ago, when I went through my Yoga teacher training course, it was a time of very deep darkness in my life. Filled with grief and despair, I felt isolated, regretful, broken, bitter, angry, ashamed, sad and depressed. It was a challenge to get up in the morning, let alone to go to yoga class. But moving my body in and out of poses, breathing deeply and having to face and witness my dark emotions because there was nowhere to hide them, actually became a big part of my healing process. Yoga gave me a way to honour what I was experiencing, to face and move the energies rather than suppress them. It gave me a space and a practice for seeing in and through the dark, even if I could not see what, if anything, lay beyond.

The dark side, when integrated, makes us a healthier person. It makes us whole. It unifies us, yolks us together. Just as there cannot be darkness without light, so also there cannot be light without darkness. Somehow, through yoga, we arrive at understanding paradoxes that the logical mind cannot grasp, but the infinite mind our greater consciousness - can: All, light and dark, are one.

Chantalle Kudsi leads small group classes in her zen yoga space in Cote Saint-Luc. Pregnancy Yoga, Mom & Baby Yoga, and Toddler Yoga coming soon....contact her at chantsomething@yahoo.ca

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7 best movies to rent for Halloween

By Bram D. Eisenthal

I have written many lists like these published in the pages of major daily newspapers over the years, generally with specific themes, including The Top 10 Tongue-in-Cheek Horror Films, The Top 10 Canadian-produced Horror Films, etc. This time, here are my basic top seven picks (we are space limited, you know) for you to simply enjoy, not in any particular order, whatever your preference. Of course, most will dispute my taste, but that is a given since we all enjoy different things. You will note that most of these are older gems, because I truly feel that in this age of computer-generated special effects, today’s horror films don’t hold a skull candle to their predecessors. Have fun at the movies, ladies and gentlemen… and stay scared! If you want a chaperone to watch with as you hide under a blanket, just let me know… I’ll watch a horror film anytime. Dressed in a sheet, of course. 1/ Dawn of the Dead (1978 original) – George Romero is the cinematic zombie lord and this is even better than his seminal 1968 classic, Night of the Living Dead. It’s simply a lot scarier, not as cheap or campy and is about a TV news crew and some other survivors of the zombie apocalypse trapped inside a shopping mall, as the zombies try to get inside and eat them alive. Shot in an actual, sincedefunct mall in Monroeville, Pennsylvania, near Romero’s then-home base of Pittsburgh. It’s the ultimate knock on crass commercialism, the dead returning to the place they know best. 2/ Halloween (1978) – Besides marking the big-screen debut of the young, nubile Jamie-Lee Curtis, this John Carpenter-helmed film shaped the post-Psycho-masked-slasher-killer genre that is still with us today. Watch young Michael Myers as he first slaughters his older sister, spends his youth in an insane asylum and then returns to his hometown of Haddonfield, Illinois to wreak more murder and mayhem. Features the outstanding work of veteran actor Donald Pleasence, as the doctor in hot pursuit of his crazed ward. 3/ Psycho (1960) – Well, Norman Bates may well be the slasher killer with the best personality and most endearing dedication to his dear mother. This is arguably director Alfred Hitchcock’s finest film, features inspired performances by Janet Leigh (Jamie-Lee Curtis’s mom) and, of course, the outstanding work of Anthony Perkins as the young Master Bates… then just 28 years old. He reprised this role several times in sequels, and acted in many other films before his untimely passing in 1992, but this is the film he is best known for. Still pretty scary despite its dated period. Based on the novel by late, legendary author Robert Bloch. 4/ Eraserhead (1977) – David Lynch is likely a fairly disturbed individual, because his movies are about as twisted as mainstream Hollywood will permit to be shot on their backlots. This film is as nightmarish a celluloid experience as you will have and it’s truly disturbing, a black and white terror about a fictional industrial town and the life of one of its citizens, Henry Spencer, who lives a mundane, seemingly normal life, which upon introspection is filled with hallucinogenic-like episodes. A worm-like female crooner lives in his radiator; he couples with another resident who then gives birth to a horrendously-deformed, mewling calf-like baby…. And that’s the tame stuff. This is one film that troubled me for months afterward. Lynch’s other films include Dune, Blue Velvet and The Elephant Man and everything he touches is outstanding. But creepy. 5/ An American Werewolf in London (1981) – Besides featuring one of the best spates of werewolf transformations in filmdom, this one’s got a catchy plot: Two American buddies, David and Jack, and are traveling in Scotland and, while visiting the pub The Slaughtered Lamb, are warned to “stay off the moors” after dark by the dour locals. Do they listen? Of course not, which leads to one being killed by a werewolf and the other being bitten, hence becoming a werewolf himself when the moon is full. Makeup F/X artist Rick Baker’s work is unbelievable and the story is thrilling and fastpaced. Stars James Naughton, Griffin Dunne (After Hours), fetching Brit Jenny Agutter, Frank Oz and directed by John Landis (The Blues Brothers). 6/ Fright Night (1985 original) – Maybe it’s because I once spent an hour discussing the film with its star, the late Roddy McDowall, but I just love this film, which bears merely a passing resemblance to the 2011 remake, absolute crap posing as cinema. McDowall is Peter Vincent, popular on-air host of the local TV horror flick and a vampire hunter in that role. When resident young guy Charlie Brewster (actor William Ragsdale) spies his strange new neighbour, played by Chris Sarandon, taking a bite out of a comely female, he begs a reluctant, doubting Vincent to intervene. This is campy and fun, but well done and featuring some good scary moments.

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7/ House of Wax (1953) – Warning: Stay away from another recent piece of garbage remake of the same name that has nothing at all to do with this film classic! This is the Vincent Price vehicle that cemented his role as one of Hollywood’s true leading men, despite its genre roots. Price plays Professor Henry Jarrod, a talented sculptor, whose circa 1900 wax museum of historic and horrible figures is destroyed in a fire caused by his greedy business partner. The fire causes survivor Jarrod’s mental breakdown and when he re-appears 1 ½ years later in his new digs, something is definitely not right. Price is at his unsettling best, the period sets are riveting and the action is intense. Stars a young Charles Bronson in his first role – credited as Charles Buchinsky – in a remake of 1933’s Mystery of the Wax Museum, which is also worth seeing.

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Some choice Halloween events to scream about

Whatever you do to mark Halloween this season, there are plenty of fun things to do for adults and kiddies alike. Here are a few happenings to choose from. Have fun and above all else, play it safe!

Fantomes Montreal Ghosts – Old Montreal through October 31

Since 1999, the Montreal Ghost Walks have established themselves as a very popular way to haunt our historic streets and you can get a feel for their success by reading the positive reviews on line. There are three activities to choose from, taking place Wednesday – Saturday evenings. Tickets cost $22 per adult, $18.50 per student and $12.50 per child under 12. Information is available at www.fantommontreal.com or call 514-844-4021. La Ronde’s Fright Fest activities – Oct. 6 – 28 from sundown onward

Well, this Six Flags-owned theme park promises its best Halloween activities to date and we sure hope so… till now, this has been one badly-organized and boring venue in which to celebrate a haunting. “District 510, Death Row and the new Massacre Museum” are just some of the night-time thrills said to terrorize you, with pumpkin carving, a pumpkin patch for toddlers, a ‘zombitheque,’ where you can get made up like an undead flesheater, and plenty of other monsters to meet, taking place daytime from 12:30 on for the kids, as well. Check out their info: http://www.laronde.com/larondeen/halloween. asp Susan Shulman’s Bluescapes Art Exhibition – Gallerie Kozen, October 23 - 27

West End Montreal artist Susan Shulman may not paint horrific much, but she certainly paints whimsical and sometimes odd and risqué – and always beautiful - and some of her work has actually been into space! So take a breather and attend her Bluescapes Art Exhibition @ Gallerie Kozen, 532 Duluth Ave. The vernissage is October 25 from 5:00 – 8:00 p.m. Halloween Skating Party on Ice – Cote Saint-Luc, October 28 from 1:50 – 3:30 p.m.

Admission is free for anyone dressed in a costume. Music will be playing while activity stations go on throughout the rink. Loot bags will be distributed to all participants and prizes will be awarded to those with the most creative costumes. Donations will be accepted for the Montreal Children’s Hospital Foundation. The event is open to people of all ages. Info: 514-485-6806, recreation@cotesaintluc.org Samuel Moskovitch Arena, 6985 Mackle Rd.

Halloween Skating Party on Ice Montreal West, October 28 from 1:00 – 2:20 p.m. Not to be outdone, Montreal Westers will show that they can skate at least as well and have as much fun at this Halloween bash. This event features music by DJ Jake, face-painting, crafts and great prizes. Don’t forget those razor-sharp skates! And your costumes, too. Montreal West Arena, 220 Bedbrook. Info: 514484-6186, www.montreal-west.ca The Nightmare Before Christmas – Westmount, October 28, 3:00 p.m.

Well, the real Jack Skellington and Oogie Boogie may not be there, but you can be sure to have a great time at Westmount United Church, 4695 de Maisonneuve, where all manner of activities, including face painting, a haunted house, tarot reading, a live concert with orchestra and more will be, errr, executed. Tickets are $20 per adult, $15 for students and seniors and $45 for entire families! Go to http://westmountparkus.org for tix and more information.

Package of vodka and Mum’s champagne for $1500 (and the prize money will help pay for it). Info at 514-395-1111 and info@1234montreal.com Haunted Hampstead - October 31, 6:00 p.m.

Dare to venture into the lair of ghosts and goblins at the Hampstead Haunted House, taking over the Irving L. Adessky Community Centre (30 Lyncroft Road) on Halloween night. Join us between 5:30 pm and 6 pm for a lessintense experience ideal for young children. More information at www.facebook.com/hampsteadQC Or call the Town of Hampstead at 514-369-8200.

A Night to Dismember – October 27, 9:00 p.m., Darling Foundry Loft, 745 Ottawa

Located in Old Montreal, this popular venue has an industrial loft feel and high ceilings: Andy Warhol, anyone? Organized by Cirque du Boudoir, which puts on outrageous, sexythemed “pahhhtays,” this is a sure bet if your tastes are a little less, er, family-oriented. Featuring custom special F/X horror decor by Remy Couture, wicked DJs, spooktacular visual scenery by Bunnyguts, sexy and scary performances, and prizes for the best costumes, you can find more info at http://www.clubzone.com/events/555693/mont real/darling-foundry-loft/a-night-to-dismember. Tix are $20 in advance and $30 at the door, till sold out.

Halloween Howler Club Crawl – October 27, Gerts at McGill, 7:00 p.m. Gerts, at 3480 McTavish, is the place to be if you want to meet, greet and savour all manner of libations well into the dark, chilly night, appropriately attired, of course. The $25 “starting fee” includes bus transportation (to where, we have no idea, but it leaves at 7:30 p.m. sharp!), entrance to four of the hottest clubs with Halloween parties, VIP access with no lineups or covers, drink specials at certain locations, costume contests featuring prize giveaways. Sounds pretty harmless and fun. 18plus only, info@studenttours.com The Mad House – October 27, 10:00 p.m., (Club) 1234, 1234 de la Montagne

Said to actually be haunted, this former morgue is a deadly place to party year-round, but at Halloween? Let’s just say this is the sort of spot we really dig. The famous MC Mario will be on hand, as will DJ Ludo spinning classics from the 1970s, 1980s and 1990s. And you can win up to a cool $1000 for best costume and get all kinds of deals on drinks, including a Frankenstein

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Life After the Undead eases you into the zombie scare

If you are looking for something very good, but not overly polished by a huge editing house, try Pembroke Sinclair’s Life After the Undead, featuring cover art by Jerrod Brown. Sinclair’s work is a bit raw, but also quite realistic, as she takes the reader step by frightening step into a zombie outbreak, where the populace is transformed from skeptics into believers with each shocking incident. I like her style. It’s written simply but rather well and it’s not too inyour-face, for those who prefer their horror a bit more subtle and less graphic. Family zombie fare? Well, I wouldn’t hand this to my 12-year old, but then again it’s a tough world out there, so better reading this than watching Night of the Living Dead in order to avoid sleepless nights.

-Bram D. Eisenthal

The book is $11.95, published by eTreasures Publishing. You can get copies from their site (http://www.etreasurespublishing.com/products/LifeAfter-The-Undead-by-Pembroke-Sinclair-%252dPrint.html), Amazon (http://www.amazon.com/LifeA f t e r - U n d e a d - P e m b r o k e Sinclair/dp/1937809013/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1 3 5 0 3 9 2 4 1 0 & s r = 8 1&keywords=life+after+the+undead), and Barnes and Noble (http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/lifeafter-the-undead-pembrokesinclair/1106608245?ean=2940032810445&itm=4&U SRI=pembroke+sinclair&).


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Quartier Cavendish/Cavendish Mall housing construction well underway It is virtually impossible to miss the housing project going up daily around the newly-revamped Quartier Cavendish (formerly Cavendish Mall). A Montreal film production company was attracted by all the hubub, enough to make the Mall's parking lot its base camp for several days while shooting on nearby Robinson Ave. recently. The film, Coretta and Betty, is about the close relationship between Coretta King, wife of Reverend Martin Luther King and Betty Shabazz, wife of Malcolm X. Both Black community leaders were assassinated.

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Art Westmount 2012 a huge success The art exhibition put on by Art Westmount this year, from September 29 - 30 at Victoria Hall, was a huge success. Pictured, local artists proudly exhibiting their wares. The exhibition, which was attended by The Local Herald, was sponsored by: The Rothenberg Group, Campbell Picture Framing, Simply Wonderful Catering, Avenue des Arts Fine Art Supplies, Canine & Compagnie and Desjardins Securities - Groupe Hagerman.

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Cemetery Dance Books: When scary is your read of choice

Since 1992, this is the place to go if you are looking for the hottest scare scribes and their terrifying books. In addition to selling the work of other publishing houses, CD publishes its own line of books, as well as e-books and gorgeous limited and lettered editions that often become valuable (and sold-out) collectibles as soon as they’re printed. Generally signed by the author (s) and sold in stunning art-laden traycases or slipcases, they certainly look fab on a bookshelf.

by Bram D. Eisenthal Of all the pleasures at Halloween time – or any dark night when you want to raise some goosebumps and foster fear – few things beat reading a good horror novel. How many times have you heard the expression “It was a good movie, but the book was much better”? Literature, unlike film, allows your mind’s eye to take you to the darkest of dark places. And a book is a pleasure to savour far, far longer in most cases… pop up books excluded, of course. Few book publishers worldwide enjoy the loyalty of horror buffs as much as Cemetery Dance Publications of Forest Hill, Maryland, considered by many to be the world's leading specialty press publisher of horror and dark suspense.The publisher, which includes the best-selling Cemetery Dance magazine – winner of every genre award possible - amongst its products, was founded by Richard Chizmar when he was a college student and has grown considerably since.

I asked CD’s Brian Freeman to send along his pick for this year’s top bestsellers in the horror genre and he complied. As usual, Brian, thanks for your assistance. I have gone fishing your way for years and I have never been disappointed. This Halloween recommends:

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• It: The 25th Anniversary Special Limited Edition by Stephen King, theirmost talked about book of the last year. This project was easily thebiggest, most lavish production Cemetery Dance Publications has everundertaken. Glen Orbik painted a gorgeous wrap-around cover artwork, AlanM. Clark and Erin S. Wells created nearly thirty exclusive interiorillustrations including black and white drawings and color paintings.

• The Interrogator and Other Criminally Good Fiction edited by Martin H.Greenberg and Ed Gorman is their first crime/thriller anthology. It featuresaward-winning suspense, thriller, and noir masters like Lee Child, JoyceCarol Oates, David Morrell, Bill Pronzini, Jeffery Deaver, Kristine KathrynRusch, Max Allan Collins & Mickey Spillane, Tom Piccirilli, Dave Zeltserman,Michael Connelly and In less than three short more than a dozen others. weeks, we will be

publishing The Space Issue, featuring our cover story and interview with Canadian astronaut Chris Hadfield, the first Canadian to command the International Space Station. Also, a feature on Montrealborn-and-bred William Shatner, who owes it all to our West End, right? That and more great stuff about inner and outer space, in The Local Herald, the West End’s most unique community paper. Published November 9, 2012, deadline November 2, 2012. Trick or Treat safely and have fun, everyone!

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• The Buffalo Hunter by Peter Straub is a stunning novella about thefixations of a 35-year-old man who numbs his fear of women in some veryunusual ways. * Undead by John Russo is a beautiful special signed Limited Editionhardcover featuring Russo's two classic Night of the Living Dead novels inone gory, chilling volume.

• The Woman by Jack Ketchum and Lucky McKee is still apparently selling strong. This is the powerful story of the last survivor of a feral tribe of cannibals who have terrorized the east coast from Maine into Canada for years now. • The Dropper by Ron McLarty is a marvellous novel that follows theindomitable Shoe's day-to-day survival with poetic grit, cynical genius,respect and deep affection as he navigates a world full of very realcharacters: The gentle giant McAvy, his slavedriving boss, the Irish loutsthat resurrect his temper, the tempting ladies who seek him out, hishilarious plumbing clients and the formidable “Dropper,” whom Shoe fearswill take away the most true thing in his life, his brother. • Amazonas by Alan Peter Ryan is a piercing look into the true of heart ofdarkness into which many men enter and few ever return. • One of their bestselling eBooks is Invisible Fences by Norman Prentiss, thestory of a haunted man whose past threatens to creep beneath the invisibleborder between reality and fantasy. • Another eBook that is doing very well is Walpuski's Typewriter by FrankDarabont, which was the first-ever book (fiction) project from FrankDarabont, the Academy Award-nominated director of The Green Mile and TheShawshank Redemption. • And finally, The Painted Darkness by Brian James Freeman has been one oftheir bestselling titles since 2010. It's a terrifying look at the true costwe pay when we run from our grief and what happens when we're finallyforced to confront the monsters we know all too well. What accounts for horror’s extreme popularity, I asked Freeman? “As long as there arebad things happening in the world and we collectively fear the darkness lurking outside our homes at night, there will be a place for well-written horror fiction.” Lord, please allow me to keep my eyesight long enough to enjoy many more terrific tomes… To buy from Cemetery Dance or simply peruse their extremely informative and entertaining website, go to www.cemeterydance.com. Or call them at 410-588-5901.

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