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                      <title><![CDATA[Gruesome Twosome]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[Derek McCormack and Tony Burgess launch the Scream Festival with dancing and rampant spirit fingers<br />]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/64766</link>
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                      <pubDate>2009/06/30</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Raising the dead]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[A user’s guide to Scream in High Park 2009<br />]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/64132</link>
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                      <pubDate>2009/06/24</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[The Scribe: Derek McCormack]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[With his newest book, The Show That Smells, praised by New York
Magazine, a fashion column in the National Post and a curatorial series
at TYPE, Toronto writer Derek McCormack appears to be the po-mo Timothy
Findley, with dead baby jokes to spare.]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/blog/pride2009/article/64355</link>
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                      <pubDate>2009/06/24</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Animal]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[One of the problems involved in reviewing short stories is that
everything becomes a spoiler, especially with a punchy writer like
Alexandra Leggat. Just as she’s setting up riddles, the writer quickly
switches to short-circuiting expectations. I’ll tread carefully.]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/63343</link>
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                      <pubDate>2009/06/17</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Ripped: How the wired generation revolutionized music]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[<p>
Greg Kot’s happy take on the music industry’s apparent apocalypse </p>]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/62771</link>
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                      <pubDate>2009/06/10</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[The Wright stuff]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[There must be something in the initials. The American poet C.D. Wright
and the Canadian poet A.F. Moritz are both $50,000 richer today,
following the award ceremony of this year’s Griffin Poetry Prize, held
at a lovely Mexican-themed gala dinner and dance party on June 3rd in
the Distillery District. (Yes, boozed-up poets getting their groove on to a sax-heavy soul cover band is a sight to see.)]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/blog/torontonotes/article/62477</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[blog/torontonotes]]></category>
                      <keywords><![CDATA[Poetry]]></keywords>
                      <pubDate>2009/06/04</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[We wear short-shorts]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[A rap session on summer short-fiction collections: John Goldbach's Selected Blackouts and Vanishing by Deborah Willis<br />]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/61535</link>
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                      <pubDate>2009/05/27</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[The glories of the Griffin]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[Scott Griffin, Canadian captain of industry and noted philanthropist,
created The Griffin Trust for Excellence in Poetry after a dinner
party, attended by Michael Ondaatje and David Young, during which the
guests lamented the decline of poetry’s place in public consciousness.
Determined to promote the art’s profile, the Griffin Trust launched the
Griffin Poetry Prize in 2001, offering a large purse (the prize is now
$50,000) to both a Canadian poet and an international poet. Eight years
later, there are promising signs that the mission is making its mark
here in Toronto.<br /><br />]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/features/article/61534</link>
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                      <pubDate>2009/05/27</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Appalling girlhood, mad science and death]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[A round-up of recent, small-press verse titles featuring Carolyn Smart, Mathew Tierney and Patrick Woodcock<br />]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/60918</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/05/20</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Broken social studies]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[Inside and outside the music with BSS friend/biographer Stuart Berman<br /><br />]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/60296</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
                      <keywords><![CDATA[]]></keywords>
                      <pubDate>2009/05/13</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[My Winnipeg*]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[In a new book inspired by his film My Winnipeg, Canada’s most acclaimed art-film director — Guy Maddin — investigates the not-completely-factual history of his hometown and his relationship with it,&nbsp; and illuminates the love-hate relationship many of us feel about the places we come from<br />&nbsp;<br />&nbsp;]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/features/article/59661</link>
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                      <pubDate>2009/05/07</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Q&A: Guy Maddin]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[On the launch of his book My Winnipeg, the acclaimed filmmaker talks to EYE WEEKLY about Hollywood, hockey and hometowns]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/film/interview/article/59777</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[film/interview]]></category>
                      <keywords><![CDATA[Guy Maddin, My Winnipeg]]></keywords>
                      <pubDate>2009/05/06</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[A Drifting Life]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[Enigmatic Japanese cartoonist Yoshihiro Tatsumi comes to TCAF to discuss his extensive memoir]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/features/article/59578</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/features]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/05/06</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Columbine]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[Denver journalist Dave Cullen’s seamless, devastating account of the Columbine school massacre is a great work.]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/58955</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/04/29</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Ladies and Gentlemen, The Bible!]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[Isn’t wanting to rewrite the Bible just a juvenile pursuit up there
on any boy’s list, right in between “invent new language” and
“masturbate five times a day?” Maybe, but thank god for juvenile things.]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/58406</link>
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                      <pubDate>2009/04/22</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[The ego book boom]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[
The end of the personal blog as the primary platform for idiosyncratic
iconoclasts to get attention also means the end of the notion that the
blog can be a direct line to a book deal. But publishing advances
continue to be exchanged for webstunts: Love, Mom: Poignant, Goofy, Brilliant Messages From Home, based on the email-submission website Postcards From Yo Momma, aspires to be a seasonal impulse hit for Hyperion. Twitter Wit, a curated collection of 140-character messages, is slated for HarperCollins publication this fall.]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/blog/scrollingeye/article/58294</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[blog/scrollingeye]]></category>
                      <keywords><![CDATA[Books, Media, Richard Florida, Web]]></keywords>
                      <pubDate>2009/04/17</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Sheiks and geeks]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[Richard Poplak’s The Sheikh’s Batmobile follows the path of American Pop in the Middle East]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/57774</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/04/15</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Buying Cigarettes for the Dogs]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[This author publishes a book a year and none of them has ever sucked. That’s Stuart Ross.]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/57340</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/04/07</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Grunge is Dead: The Oral History of Seattle Rock Music]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[During my freshman year in high school, my only friend was an older kid
who, a few years before, had lost half his face and a few fingers in a
fiery drunk-driving accident.]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/55913</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/04/01</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Reborn: Journals and Notebooks 1947-1963]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[“This has been a necessity for me for the last four years: to document
+ structure my experiences, to understand my growth as dialectic....]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/55748</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/03/25</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Expressway]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[There’s a built-in speed bump to any road novel or film: the setting is inherently false.]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/54976</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/03/18</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Pink Flag]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[Is there much debate to be had on the greatest pop recording of the 20th century?]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/54312</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/03/11</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Snark: It's Mean, It's Personal, and It's Ruining our Conversation]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[Snark is FAIL. That phrase might serve as an abbreviated thesis for
David Denby’s slim, book-length essay Snark: It’s Mean, It’s Personal,
and It’s Ruining Our Conversation, if he were conversant in the
contemporary vernacular.]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/53796</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/03/04</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Overqualified]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[A story told through job-application cover letters to an assortment of
corporations is a bold, imaginative paradigm shift in today’s
challenging publishing climate]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/53010</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
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                      <pubDate>2009/02/25</pubDate>
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                      <title><![CDATA[Lisa Robertson's Magenta Soul Whip]]></title>
                      <description><![CDATA[Though Lucretius and other names of antiquity appear throughout the
searching, philosophical verse of Lisa Robertson’s Magenta Soul Whip,
Robertson’s sensibility — an exuberant, saucy approach to the
materiality of language and vice versa — is much more in step with George
Clinton than long-dead ascetics]]></description>
                      <link>http://eyeweekly.com/arts/books/article/52376</link>
                      <category><![CDATA[arts/books]]></category>
                      <keywords><![CDATA[]]></keywords>
                      <pubDate>2009/02/18</pubDate>
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