It’s funny that everyone I know back home in Nova Scotia seems to hate Buck 65, one of our most (only?) successful exports of the past few years. Maybe it’s bitterness that he’s making it big while local favourite Joel Plaskett remains such. Or maybe it’s that he reps Mt Uniacke instead of Halifax, a sin akin to someone from these parts shouting out to North Hills.
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Sarah, a trusted weekly coffee breaker, shares some words and images from last Saturday’s NeighboUrhood Fest downtown. -Ed
Highlights!
-Vegetable tray. Not only did it come with ranch dip, but there was salsa nearby, which tastes great with carrots.
-Finger lights! Whilst fiddling some malfunctioning equipment, a kind man offered me a bright blue light that strapped to one’s finger via velcro. FOR KEEPS! Appropriate for fucking with mics AND rave dancing. Unfortunately it was commandeered by a friend so I have only the memories.
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