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Last City Standing: in conversation with Natalia Yanchak

At times it appears unclear whether Montreal is under constant construction or endless demolition. Were an extraterrestrial to visit from some faraway galaxy, they might be forgiven for thinking that municipal powers are purposely hastening Montreal’s destruction, cobblestone by cobblestone. There are only three things to be sure of in this city: death, taxes, and orange cones.

As I speak over speakerphone with the musician and core member of The Dears, Natalia Yanchak, infernal beeping and pounding from some kind of heavy machinery resounds just outside my apartment window. I feel obliged to apologize for the noise.

“What? Construction in Montreal?” Yanchak exclaims, dripping with ironic wit.

It is immediately apparent that we are from the same planet.

13 months ago, I was fortunate enough to be in the audience at the Rialto Theatre on Avenue du Parc for a POP Montreal-affiliated double bill that The Dears played with fellow Indie Rock royalty, Stars.

Commemorating the double-digit anniversary of No Cities Left, Yanchak, life partner and songwriter Murray Lightburn, and the rest of the band in an extended form performed their most recognizable album in a way that transcended reminiscence and vaulted the gig into mythical territory. It was simultaneous haunting and exorcism.

Now, The Dears have returned with their ninth studio album, Life is Beautiful! Life is Beautiful! Life is Beautiful! — a title borrowed from a spontaneous moment onstage last September when Lightburn and company encouraged the crowd to chant those words along with them. Say it thrice and make it so.

I don’t generally go in for audience participation. But my voice was among the chorus that night, if only because it can’t possibly hurt to utter something true, in unison, when asked politely. It wasn’t compulsory. But it nonetheless felt necessary.

“It was really a beautiful moment,” Yanchak recalls. “For us, we were very grateful to do that, to be able to be there with our friends, and fans, and family, and it just became kind of a mantra: Life is beautiful, life is beautiful, life is beautiful.”

It is precisely this sort of earnestness that has over the years attracted listeners to The Dears and sparked some sneering criticism. The hipster taste-making website Pitchfork in 2003 called them “likeably pretentious;” The Guardian defined their vibe as a “pathological quest for drama;” and NME said they could be “wincingly sentimental.”

Today, though, with nothing left to prove, and having outlasted a generation of detractors, the band is finally allowed to own their endearing sensitivity — with song names like “Babe, We’ll Find a Way” and “This Is How We Make our Dreams Come True.” Emotional maturity simply doesn’t get more unabashed than that. Yanchak is acutely aware of the tropes.

“Everyone has ups and downs,” she muses. “Life is always changing. Everything is always changing. The people around you are changing. You are changing. You are getting older. The people around you are getting older. Or they’re passing away. Or they’re never talking to you again. Or there’s new people coming into your life. It never stops. I think there is a very strong theme on this album, definitely, of that. But also, of inviting people to acknowledge that, to look at their own lives. Great things are going to happen, and terrible things are going to happen. But at the end of the day, your life is valuable. It’s challenging, but that’s part of being a human in modern society.”

A band poses for a promotional photo, showcasing five members with diverse styles, sitting and standing in a brightly lit room with a blue door.
“It’s important to be grounded in the now.” The Dears photographed by Richmond Lam.

Born in Toronto, Yanchak relocated to Montreal in the mid-1990s to attend Concordia University, and to get serious about musicmaking. She played in bands in high school, she says, and “messed around” as a teenager. “I did take some piano lessons,” Yanchak concedes. “But I was never very good at anything. And I still feel very humbled when I’m onstage with my bandmates. I can play. But I’m probably the worst musician on the stage.”

Yanchak’s early musical tastes were steeped in disparate genres and reflect diverse influences. “My dad when we were in the car would either have the radio on the Country & Western station or the Oldies station. And my mom listened to this artist called Ottmar Liebert. He’s German, although it’s like Spanish-style acoustic guitar. Extremely ‘90s. That, and also that Enya album.”

We talk at some length about the 1990s as a high watermark when musical silos started to fall and scenes began to cross-pollinate. “At that time,” Yanchak remembers, “I really got into Björk. I was a Björk superfan. I needed to know everything about Björk. So, I bought that Sugarcubes album, Life’s Too Good. When she released her first solo album, there were a lot of dudes making music. And then Björk came on the scene. How could she not be this influential kind of goddess? That was so huge at that time.”

While Lightburn remains the band’s principal composer, all of these ingredients have filtered into Yanchak’s contribution constructing The Dears’ catalogue. “We’re influenced by a lot of super random things ranging from Neoclassical to Jazz to Soul to Glam Rock — so many things,” she says.

Life is Beautiful! Life is Beautiful! Life is Beautiful! captures shades of Shoegaze and Electro but remains reassuringly close to the melancholic Britpop DNA that defined the band throughout their career. It is not, however, overly saccharine or nostalgic.

“Philosophically, memory is important,” Yanchak explains, “but regret is not important. Oftentimes, nostalgia can be coupled with emotions of triumph or regret. ‘What if I had done things differently, or what if things had happened this way, or that way?’ For me, nostalgia is superfluous in a way. Nostalgia is just a point of reference. It’s important to be grounded in the now.”

A live performance featuring a band on stage, with a female musician playing a keyboard and two male musicians, one singing and playing tambourine while the other plays guitar, illuminated by blue stage lighting.
“Great things are going to happen, and terrible things are going to happen. But at the end of the day, your life is valuable.” The Dears photographed for NicheMTL.

On both micro and macro levels, the world is a very different place now than it was when Yanchak embarked upon her journey as an artist. North America is like another republic. Montreal is an alien metropolis that has caught up with the capitalistic impulses of other international cities.

“I don’t know if anywhere is a viable place to be an artist anymore. But I couldn’t see myself living anywhere else in Canada,” Yanchak concedes, as the jackhammers echo outside.

She and Lightburn, romantic as well as creative partners, have managed to navigate their relationship in a climate that seems to demand accelerated turnover, perpetual novelty, the archetypal rise-and-fall narrative. The Dears may have faltered, but they have resisted annihilation.

“I think artists do feel a responsibility to help and to guide people,” says Yanchak. “Art inspires people by its very nature. And it compels people to be emotionally connected. That emotional connection can mean so many different things. It’s not religious. It’s not organized religion. But it’s spiritual in its own way. And I think that that responsibility is just implied within creative people. Art, if it is successful, will speak to people in all kinds of different ways. It’s an inherent awareness. Especially after being an artist for 20-plus years, there’s an awareness that there is a power there — a power to communicate with people and connect with people.”

“What,” she asks rhetorically, “do you want to do with that power?”◼︎

Life is Beautiful! Life is Beautiful! Life is Beautiful! is released 7 November 2025 via Outside Music.

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Monkey Warfare

No Hay Banda, BEAM SPLITTER with Anne-F Jacques & Ryoko Akama, La Sala Rossa, 29 September 2025

Anne-F Jacques & Ryoko Akama perform for No Hay Banda’s 10th season premiereat La Sala Rossa, 29 September 2025. Photographed for NicheMTL.

The 2006 Canadian film Monkey Warfare, starring the Torontonian writer-director Don McKellar and his late partner Tracy Wright, centres on an ageing couple of radical political militants who spend their days smoking pot, listening to The Fugs, foraging for antiques to peddle online, and ruminating over their heyday committing soft acts of left-wing domestic terrorism.

Paul Thomas Anderson’s most recent feature, One Battle After Another, displays remarkable similarities to McKellar’s film: handlebar-moustached male leads with flawed personalities and difficulties maintaining relationships; attempting to outrun previous misdeeds; the hope bestowed upon a new generation of notably female operatives.

Although their politics align, these films’ ultimate morals could not be further apart. The necessity of violence is the definitive subject at the heart of every revolution.

Don Giovanni, Opéra de Montréal, Salle Wilfrid Pelletier, 30 September 2025

The cast of Don Giovanni take a bow at Salle Wilfrid Pelletier, 30 September 2025. Photographed for NicheMTL.

“…the more consciousness a man possesses the more he is separated from his instincts (which at least give him an inkling of the hidden wisdom of God) and the more prone he is to error. He is certainly not up to Satan’s wiles if even his creator is unable, or unwilling, to restrain this powerful spirit.” —Carl Jung, Answer to Job.

We are constantly at war — evidently with each other, but more frequently with ourselves. We fight to resist our base impulses. We struggle to transcend our animal instincts and become human. Foregoing indulgences and pleasures of the flesh is an archetypal fight. It is not only a moral but furthermore an existential conflict. We battle our inner demons which seek to lead us astray from the straight and narrow path.

Consciousness, then, is an archetypal paradox: consciousness is necessary to discern the difference between what is wrong and what is right; but it is also consciousness that sensibly represses nature’s divine intelligence.

POP Montreal presents Do Make Say Think with Kee Avil, Rialto Theatre, 28 September 2025

Patrons spill out onto the street to perform a “Cellphone Symphony” following Do Make Say Think at the Rialto Theatre, 28 September 2025. Photographed for NicheMTL.

The problem of why we repeat is a fundamental philosophical question. Once something is done, why bother to do it again?

There are a number of answers, including, but not limited to, compulsion, addiction, and inevitability.

I might be compelled, say, to have lunch even though I had lunch yesterday because food keeps me alive and I love life. I might drink a cup of coffee even though I drank a cup of coffee a few hours ago because caffeine is a habit-forming substance and I am a creature of habit. I might go out to see a beloved band perform again even though I have seen them perform before because I am opportunistic and cannot avoid exploiting any occasion to do so.

Our impulse to repeat is at odds, though, with the longing for novelty and the desire for freshness of experience. And so, we disguise our repetitions. We have a ham sandwich for lunch today because we had a tuna fish sandwich yesterday. We order an espresso in the morning and an allongé in the afternoon. And our favourite bands subtly alter our favourite songs in order to inject them with a sense of surprise, even though we know very well the verse and the chorus.

“We do not disguise because we repress,” writes Gilles Deleuze in Difference and Repetition, “we repress because we disguise, and we disguise by virtue of the determinant centre of repetition.”

Ensemble Urbain, Origines, La Sala Rossa, 21 September 2025

Ensemble Urbain perform at La Sala Rossa, 21 September 2025. Photographed for NicheMTL.

I have often wondered why, if there is so much vacant space in the world, people feel the need to occupy the same zone.

Humans congregate in cities like magnets draw metal shavings. Everyone wants to live in Paris or London or Berlin or Moscow or Montreal. Fewer people are drawn to Saint-Joseph-de-Sorel.

“New York City,” said the departed comedian Phil Hartman, “is a testament to man’s desire to be stacked on top of other men.”

Africa Fashion, McCord Steward Museum, 25 September 2025 – 1 February 2026

Dr. Christine Checinska introduces Africa Fashion at the McCord Stewart Museum, 24 September 2025. Photographed for NicheMTL.

A fool’s mouth is his destruction, and his lips are the snare of his soul. —Proverbs 19:7

Beauty, wisdom, virtue, justice, and truth seem to be the predominant preoccupations of the world’s religious doctrines.

About a decade ago, we entered into an historical era that the media dubbed “post-Truth,” in which objective facts took a supporting role to individual opinions and emotional appeals. This new epoch coincided with the first election of the Orange Cheeto in the United States and Britain’s exit from the European Union across the pond.

The universality of truth is implied by its most frequently used form, in the singular. We don’t instruct our children to tell multiple truths. Rather, we implore them to tell the truth. One.

Conversely, falsehoods are plural. Lies. Practically infinite iterations.

Monotheism is the creed that there is only one God. The concept developed in opposition to polytheism in which adherents worshiped multiple deities that governed various aspects of nature and reality. The term originates from the mid-1600s when Henry More, the English theologian, devised it to designate preferential religions and reject substance dualism.

In the 21st century, we tend to perceive and interpret reality through a series of interconnected actors, actants, and networks. This perception encourages an assumption of complexity that the understanding of a singular truth bypasses entirely. The austerity of one truth, one God, and one administration of justice has an inherent and minimal beauty to it. But it does not reflect the structure of the organic world around us, and particularly the world we have constructed.

Multiplicity characterizes technological postmodernity and diversity represents biological fortitude. Both of those assertions are observably true — and they seemingly contradict the world’s religious doctrines.

The notion of multiple truths presupposes that facts are a little different for everyone, like a universal version of Rashomon. Reality has apparently bifurcated exponentially since the turn of the millennium, and those divisions have accelerated following Trump, Covid, and Trump 2.0.

Are we never ever getting back together?◼︎

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Cover image: Gallery view of Elvis, part of Africa Fashion at the McCord Stewart Museum. Photographed for NicheMTL.

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All The Things You Are

NicheMTL has an ambivalent mission.

On one hand, it endeavours to shed light upon cultural activities that receive little to no attention in other media. On the other, like any enterprise, it aims to achieve maximum popularity — clicks, likes, shares, stats, growth.

On one hand, it seeks to remain free to read. On the other, it is now also a luxurious magazine for sale at a near art book price point.

On one hand, it serves the artistic community by covering Montreal’s nichest events. On the other, it serves me and its contributors as a platform for our artform: the written word.

Raphaël Daudelin, left, and Anouk Pennel, right, of Studio FEED inspect their design work. Photographed for NicheMTL.

Ideally, NicheMTL is a circuit that gives back more than it receives, if only in the form of goodwill in absence of anything tangibly valuable.

NicheMTL has afforded me a wealth of incredible experiences. It is impossible to choose favourites, or to rank my most beloved days.

Nonetheless, the days listed chronologically below stand out, not just as some of the most enjoyable of 2024, but moreover, some of the most sincerely special days of my life.

Since the depths of the pandemic, I promised never again to say ‘no’ to an opportunity to do something out there in the world, together with people, in the public sphere. And so far, keeping this promise has not remotely disappointed me.

Thank you for a wonderful year. Thank you for inviting NicheMTL to your events. Thank you for sharing your gifts with us, with Montreal, and with the world.

What you do matters. It is interesting. It is important. It is beautiful. It is eternal.

Some people have asked me why NicheMTL doesn’t publish straight-ahead reviews — or previews — like other media forms. The answer, simply, is because it’s niche.

There are no prizes. It’s an honour just to be nominated.

—Ryan Alexander Diduck, publisher

Alexandra Stréliski with Patrick Watson, Salle Wilfrid Pelletier, 17 January 2024

Carolina Dalla Chiesa and Alexandra Stréliski backstage at Salle Wilfrid Pelletier. Photographed for NicheMTL.

After securing a coveted media ticket to the second of two sold-out concerts at Salle Wilfrid Pelletier, I was delighted to have been assigned a seat next to Carolina Dalla Chiesa, who is Alexandra Stréliski’s partner.

We became fast friends and hung out backstage after the show with Patrick Watson, who earlier in the evening treated the audience to a walk-on duet with Stréliski of The Cinematic Orchestra’s “To Build a Home.”

The house came down.

Sarah Davachi interview and Total Solar Eclipse, 8 April 2024

Everything under the sun is in tune, but the sun is eclipsed by the moon. Photographed for NicheMTL.

Immediately following a Zoom conversation with Davachi, I realized that there were precious few minutes until Montreal would bear witness to a total solar eclipse.

So, I scrambled past thousands of spectators to a secret spot adjacent to Silo no. 5 and perched myself amidst a group of stoner kids and some Quebecois old-timers who were listening to Pink Floyd and drinking tall cans of PBR.

There could not have been a better setting for this once-in-a-lifetime moment.

Emmanuel Lacopo and Ensemble Urbain play Julius Eastman, Casa del Popolo, 20 May 2024

Emmanuel Jacob Lacopo, Ensemble Urbain, and friends perform Eastman at Casa del Popolo. Photographed for NicheMTL.

The only other band that has ever sent shivers down my spine quite like Lacopo and company at Casa del Popolo was Godspeed You! Black Emperor at their reunion concerts in 2011.

I had the sense that I was observing something very special as this group of talented artists took to the stage at one of the venues that that legendary collective helped to establish — like the passing of the baton onto the next generation of Montreal’s musical mythmakers.

Black Givre with Jean-Sébastien Truchy and Preoptic Ridge, Ateliers Belleville, 1 June 2024

Preoptic Ridge perform at Ateliers Belleville. Photographed for NicheMTL.

Ateliers Belleville established itself as an important cultural space in 2024, presenting a number of unmissable vernissages, housing the studios for more than four dozen practicing artists, and hosting a handful of experimental music events entitled Échos.

With venues under threat from encroaching condos, and residents unamenable to the noise that accompanies Montreal’s renowned night-time scenes, workspaces like Ateliers Belleville have never been more vital.

Ambient Music in the Park + Shunk with Ahren Strange House Show, 11 August 2024

Left: Julia Hill and Adrian Vaktor of Shunk; Right: the audience gathers at Champs des Possibles for Ambient Music in the Park, 11 August 2024. Photographed for NicheMTL.

Montreal’s do-it-yourself core came to the fore in two events that happened to coincide on 11 August: the first being one of NPNP Trio and Personal Records founder Jackson Darby’s iterations of Ambient Music in the Park, an impromptu gathering of electronic music’s outsiders at Champs des possibles.

Next, I headed north to a house show featuring NicheMTL darlings, Shunk, held atop the roof of an apartment on Boulevard St. Laurent and Beaubien.

Everyone passed the audition.

The Dears & Stars, Rialto Theatre, 28 September 2024

Torquil Campbell and Amy Milan of Stars. Photographed for NicheMTL.

2004 was an enormously momentous year for Montreal’s independent music scenes, with the release of internationally best-selling albums by The Dears, Stars, Wolf Parade, and Arcade Fire.

What was so special about Pop Montreal’s 20th anniversary Stars/Dears double bill was that it wasn’t just about invoking a sense of nostalgia; it was also about celebrating the longevity of these astonishing bands, which have always been capable of creating a vibe in the here-and-now.

FYEAR with Erika Angell, Centre PHI, 16 October 2024

Tawhida Tanya Evanson and Kaie Kellough of FYEAR. Photographed for NicheMTL.

FYEAR is a supergroup fronted by poet Kaie Kellough and saxophonist Jason Sharp, and including Kevin Yuen Kit Lo, Joe Grass, Josh and Jesse Zubot, Tawhida Tanya Evanson, Stefan Schneider, and Tommy Crane.

Watching this ensemble come together onstage at Centre PHI was the highlight of 2024’s cultural calendar and might be among my most transformative ever live musical experiences.

There is no greater power than a nonet firing on all nine cylinders.

NicheMTL Yearbook Launch, Ateliers Belleville, 19 October 2024

Yuki Isami, Emmanuel Jacob Lacopo, and Josh Morris perform at NicheMTL’s yearbook launch. Filmed by Amelya Hempstead for NicheMTL.

Everyone who attended the NicheMTL Yearbook launch was undoubtedly graced with exceptional musical performances.

However, the most unexpected gift came when Yuki Isami, Emmanuel Jacob Lacopo, and Ensemble Urbain’s Josh Morris spirited up a blissful sonic improvisation that they made look easy.

It was something like a Vaudevillian magic trick, with all the players having to promise the audience that they had never before performed together.

Tout geste est/et politique, Nadia Myre, Robert Myre & Molinari, Fondation Guido Molinari, 31 October 2024

Fondation Molinari director Marie-Eve Beaupré, left, and the artist Nadia Myre. Photographed for NicheMTL.

One of the reasons I write is to remember — what I did, what I experienced, how it affected me, sounds, colours, the mood of the room. Every word is more-or-less carefully chosen to convey and communicate as clearly as possible a feeling, an image, not just for readers but also for me.

Writing is a consciously political act because it orients an audience towards an idea. Words are naked as food crossing the threshold of our mouths, immanently transmogrifying into us.

Soul Manifest, Dexter Barker-Glenn, Espace Maurice, 30 November 2024

Dexter Barker-Glenn, Soul Manifest, Mycelium, ergot, pine, resin. 39 x 19 x 15 in. Photographed for NicheMTL.

There are no shortcuts to enlightenment. Certain things may act as catalysts. Meditation, exercise, diet, habit — all of these produce in the subject a disposition of consciousness that may be more conducive to illumination.

Drugs, of course, have been touted as vehicles for expanding consciousness, and I at times have succumbed to this prescription.

Still, nothing gets me higher than a great conversation. More than a tab on the tongue, it is true communion.◼︎

Thank you to NicheMTL’s contributors, Darragh Kilkenny-Mondoux, Rachael Rinn Palmer, and Zoe Lubetkin, and to our presenting sponsors, Akermus, Constellation Records, and État de choc.

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Cover image: The view of Montreal from Mount Royal Chalet, 8 October 2024. Photographed for NicheMTL.

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Autumn Serenade

Janet Werner, STICKY PICTURES, Bradley Ertaskiran, October 15th 2022

Tucked in the back room of Bradley Ertaskiran — the old Parisian Laundry, and one of the finer gallery spaces in the city — was the book launch for Janet Werner’s formidable new publication, Sticky Pictures. People talked and drank wine and had their books autographed by the artist in attendance and pretended not to look at one another.

I adore the frequent subjects of Werner’s paintings — girls. And I revel in the pleasure of adoring them through Werner’s painterly gaze rather than my own sharp male one.

A joke about Andy Warhol’s desire not only to be a part of the art scene but to be seen being a part of the art scene was that he would even attend the opening of a drawer. I am such a space cadet for art in this city that I go to the launch of a book.

Il Trovatore, Opera de Montreal, Salle Wilfrid-Pelletier, September 13th, 2022

An open letter to my dear ex-wife of 43 years, the lovely Ms. Marlene Ssøørreennsseenn:

Dear Marlene;

It is with heavy heart that we must equivalently admit after trying to make things work despite having been divorced for over four decades that our 12-day marriage was a mistake. Had we children they might have given us grandchildren by now, but alas we were only wedded for a little less than two weeks in the late 1970s, and starting a family didn’t come up in conversation, as women’s liberation at that time socially forbade any unsolicited babytalk.

Suffice to say that we did not bring out the best in each other, what with the fourteen-year legal battle in the mid-‘80s over the fortunes from the fortune cookies following our second and final dinner date at Wings, which as you will apprehend is long since closed due to health violations.

With this Wing fortune, I thee forfeit the last scrap of our love affair, leaving you the worse luck, both figuratively and literally. Should the numbers on the verso ever win a lottery, I trust your solicitor to contact me forthwith with my fair share, as determined by concurrent legal precedent for post-nuptial fortune cookie winnings.

In closing, please forward any and all future correspondence to:
L. Oserfield

Heartbreak Hotel, room no. 237 (haunted)

Backxwash, with with LaFHomme, Morgan-Paige and Jodie Jodie Roger, October 28th 2022, Le Monastère

There is no doubt that Backxwash is the hottest hip hop artist in Canada. The crystalline concentration that comes with sobriety shines on HIS HAPPINESS SHALL COME FIRST EVEN THOUGH WE ARE SUFFERING. This year’s Halloween weekend album launch was a triumph of both style and substance, fashionable and profoundly meaningful, profane and sacred.

Backxwash is the antithesis of mainstream rappers who self-aggrandize and court controversy, or make patent pitches for luxury products that their listeners can ill afford. A constant and self-reflexive state of awareness permeates the recording and was ever-present in its live performance, too. Refreshing is not the word because the album is akin to gargling with activated charcoal, but whatever the descriptor, it’s deeply cleansing.

Boris: His Life in Music, Orchestre Classique de Montreal, October 18th, 2022, Salle Pierre-Mercure

The loss of Boris Brott to Montreal’s classical music community is immeasurable. Still, the show must go on, and the Orchestre Classique de Montreal paid appropriate tribute to the verve of a man who lived for that orchestra. The OCM began its 83rd season by lovingly presenting some of Brott’s all-time favourite musical works.

Before the performance, a photographic montage of Brott cycled onscreen, images of the maestro with celebrities and dignitaries, clowning around, full of wit, wisdom, and life. What a life lived, and what a legacy Brott left behind, carrying dutifully on in the tradition of his musical family before him who dedicated their days to tuning the world.

Brott’s death seems all the more tragic considering its accidental nature, and after his miraculous recovery from the nastiest strain of covid at the beginning of the pandemic. However, as the saying goes, the man who dies in an accident understands the nature of destiny.

This Is Not A Scarf, Soha Zandi, Somaye Farhan & Elahe Moonesi, Place des Arts, October 30th 2022

In protest of the shocking human rights abuses taking place in Iran right now, a group of artists created an inspired imaginative response that took place on the steps of Place des Arts, without any fanfare or official permission from the usual authorities. They showed up with a pile of scarves and stood there waiting for passersby to tie them on in any fashion they saw fit. The result was a sincerely moving performance, which was a performance by virtue, but produced a spontaneous moment.

I was temporarily enlisted to stand guard next to a pile of camera equipment on the busy Saint-Catherine Street sidewalk when an elderly gentleman approached me inquiring, in French at first — a Quebecois accent from another time and place — what was going on. He appeared to be about sixty-five, tall, lean and cleanshaven, with an enviable headful of smartly styled salt-and-pepper hair. He had on a fitted black leather jacket and hanging around his neck was a comparatively outdated digital camera, an old Sony with a top-mounted viewfinder.

I apologized that my French was not as good as my English, but he was well-spoken in both languages and when I told him this was a performance art piece for Iranian freedom he looked at me for a moment, his face becoming very grave, and said, “I think this is the end of the world. But I won’t be here to see it. I’m eighty.” I was surprised by his candour and tried to nod knowingly as he took leave to photograph the happening.

Returning, he mused, “A lot of people in Quebec complain, but we are lucky to live here.” I knew what he meant. Peace activism begins and ends with peaceful activism, acting peacefully.◼︎

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