Xtra - Issue 505, Mar 04, 2004

VISUAL ART
Under pressure

story by Daryl Vocat / If anyone can light up a room with positive energy, it is Luis Jacob.
EDITORIAL
Slutty young virgins

story by Paul Gallant, Managing editor / I’ve started to laugh aloud when young guys complain about the sexual predations of older men.
HATE ATTACK
Hamilton reels from bashing

story by Tanya Gulliver / A horrific gay- bashing, already identified by police as a hate crime, has set off a wave of unease and activism in Hamilton.
SCENE WATCH
Dance till you drop

story by Darren Cooney / Imagine a regular Sunday afternoon at the local coffee shop. The sun is shining, the lattes are flowing and most everyone is cruising. Enter the hottie.
INTERNATIONAL WOMEN’S DAY
The luxury of one day

story by Ayse Turak / Of all the dates in the women’s activist calendar, International Women’s Day (IWD) is by far the most celebratory and engaging.
RELATIONSHIPS
My friend who doesn’t come

story by Shaun Proulx / With the drudgery of winter in full manifestation, I arrived home to my warm apartment the other day from one of my visits with my dear pal Raul.
2006 GAMES
Two queer games, one summer

story by Paul Gallant / Call it a pissing match, a game of chicken or a game of one-upmanship.
US POLITICS
Vicious & clever

story by Brenda Cossman / America: land of the free, home of the brave.
DVD REVIEW
Oscar night 50 years ago

story by Lisa Lambert / The Oscars are always disappointing. Every year I wait for a washed-up matinee idol to smack the best actress winner during her acceptance speech and it never happens.
CD REVIEWS
Nellie McKay is a twisted delight

story by John Webster / I find Norah Jones as electrifying as Perry Como.
BOOK REVIEW
Unsettled trans memoir

story by Maureen Phillips / The subtitle of Jennifer Boylan’s memoir She’s Not There: A Life In Two Genders is somewhat misleading — after all, it’s not as though Boylan ever thought she was anything other than female.
BOOK REVIEW
Reclaiming & exclaiming

story by Rinaldo Walcott / Buller man. Batty bwoy. Vile names, vile words, indeed.