SteinZ is a Montreal-born rapper redefining alternative hip-hop by blending dramatic delivery with eccentric, visionary aesthetics inspired by anime and video games. With a performance style defined by wit and relentless energy, she is an unforgettable force breaking through the boundaries of the genre.

I ran through all my usual logical steps; checking situations where I'd seen potential, and seeing if it held true. Debating it from different angles, I tried to find the flaw in the statement, and simply could not. As such, I now hold this theory as truth, and pass it on to others.

My high school friendships fell away soon after I dropped out of CEGEP; I was already engaged, had moved to a different part of town, but was trying to maintain my relationships. When I got pregnant though, the old friends fell away.

Villeray-based portraitist Gustavo Salinas rejects the digital in favor of the slow, naturalistic beauty of 35mm and 120 analog film. Treating the camera with the weight of a weapon and the precision of a bow and arrow, he seeks to capture his subjects with a "royal swagger" and genuine, dignified admiration.

A lot of my philosophical leanings are mutable. Some thoughts have gone through phases, one belief system replaced by the next, and some change day by day. Reincarnation? Maybe; depends if we're talking faith or scientific odds, framing or facts.

While walking down Sherbrooke street in the NDG, you might notice a page of poetry tacked to the window of a local book and record shop. Whether you take a few moments to read the poem or continue on your way, you’d perhaps quietly wonder how that poem ended up there.

Gabrielle Drolet is a Montreal-based writer and cartoonist whose debut book, LOOK MA, NO HANDS, was published in 2025. Based between Villeray and Little Italy, she is a regular contributor to The New Yorker and The Globe and Mail, with additional written work featured in prestigious outlets such as The New York Times and The Walrus.

If you've ever seen a comedy show at Hurley's Irish Pub, it was probably produced by the World's Smallest Comedy team. With a trivia night, a booked show, and an open mic every week, plus a variety of one-off shows, they're keeping the laughs alive on Crescent Street, and they've been doing it for years.

I've been looking into coping methods lately. Whether it's the conflux of perimenopause and neurodivergence (it is), or the state of the whole ass world (yep, that too), or the bone chilling return to winters of yore (also that, for sure), I've been struggling.

The set was decked out with old fishing nets, knotted rigging, and hanging rope ladders—paired with the heating and the venue’s telltale wooden paneling, I felt like I’d walked right into a pirate ship in the tropics even before the actors took to stage.