Screw The Status Quo

GET READY FOR THE RELAUNCH!

2009-12-05T17:06:00.000-08:00

We've been working our keisters off getting ready for our big relaunch. Sorry there hasn't been any new content up in a while. We do have a new podcast ready, among other things, but we're saving it up. The new site will include some new features, a slicker design, better ways to submit & interact. It kicks the old STSQ's ass.

Ventriloquist Pulls A Billy Bob Thornton on CBC Radio 3

2009-11-30T19:05:00.000-08:00

This video is a hilarious spoof version of the Billy-Bob Thorton appearance on CBC radio with Jian Ghomeshi. I especially like when Shane Nelken (who is playing Billy-Bob), starts getting defensive at around 2:30 and asks host Tariq Hussain if he would have posed the same question to Sheri Lewis and Lambchop. It's pretty sick how this is the 3rd post we have on STSQ relating back to the infamous Billy-Bob Thorton and Jian Ghomeshi incident (some other posts, B-B parody & B-B is a douchebag). I can't wait for the next Canadian pop-culture reference to this, it's become a hilarious debacle for the ages.

Market Collective - Calgary

2009-11-29T21:44:00.000-08:00

Market Collective is happening real soon Calgary people!

Get more info about it on their website http://marketcollective.ca/
or join their fbook group here.
Market Collective is an independent market, created to showcase the works of local artists, artisans and musicians and to strengthen the art community in Calgary.
If you are an artist or musician and would like to be a part of the upcoming MARKET COLLECTIVE, email the.market.collective@gmail.com

Screw The Status Quo, status report #14 | a BETA world

2009-11-29T19:50:00.000-08:00

NOBODY ever said this was gonna be easy, starting a reputable webzine I mean. The net is more complicated then maybe I thought at first, so many tools, so many networks. We're starting to get a handle on things though and I'm glad you're all on board, and still checking out the site as it evolves into what it's supposed to be, a creative culture magazine.

I know there a lot of you musicians out there who are waiting to see their stuff incorporated into the site. I'm sorry I haven't gotten around to doing much on that lately, but it's gonna freakin' happen soon, so don't stress out. I'm restructuring the way we do podcasts, it's still in a brainstorming phase, I don't wanna give birth to it before it's ready, or it could end up being... an ABOMINATION.

THE LATEST AND GREATEST

* Street artist GOONSWOOD makes good by popping up on STSQ
* Kyle Gallagher popped out another one of his cool-ass off-the-wall comedy posts called Dear 1990s Batman
* I ripped a little vid of George Carlin off my TV awhile back, check it out.
* Toronto's The Spill magazine was featured, let's help them on their quest to hook up with indie bands.
* Our latest featured band is 'The Radio Grifters'

FORMS & FUNCTION

* The biggest new develpment at STSQ lately is the BETA BLOG. It's still in the testing phase, but it works and the idea is simple. Use the submission tool on the beta blog to make submissions really easily. This way, we can feature more, like posts related to art news, links to other cool posts/ sites etc... All without disrupting the flow of the main page, which will still feature exclusively original works or in house features.
* Our Amazon widget is better. It now features only products released by, or featuring contributors of STSQ. If you've contributed to the page and have a vid, a CD or a book or something on Amazon, let us know about it.
* We now feature a few ads for music related gear and apparel and music distribution sites. If we don't feature at least a little advertising, I guess we'll never make a penny, that would be disheartening.
* We have a store now too.

TRIVIAL & MODISH MENTIONS

Our current theme is 'Contrast' so it's time to start sending in some contrasting works of art. Remember you can still submit anything you want, the theme is optional. Some people even say it's retarted, but we're keeping it for now because I'm stubborn and I need to go to bed.

Love and Cheers,
Swail
editor & webmaster
Screw The Status Quo
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* Add us on social the networking sites, Myspace, Facebook & Twitter
* Contribute a few comments on our posts, recommend us, and repost our content
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* Link back to us and yak about us on the net

Untitled by Brian Fischer

2009-11-26T14:23:00.000-08:00

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Newfoundland Forever by Elodie Miaow

2009-11-25T14:22:00.000-08:00

John Freese sells his new album with a side of lasagna

2009-11-23T23:38:00.000-08:00

Long time drummer for Orange Country punk outfit The Vandals John Freese, who has also been a permanent member of A Perfect Circle and Devo has a brand new record called Since 1972 . He's opted to try and sell it in the wildest and wierdest creative way we've ever heard about. There are custom packages of the album available for every budget and some of the things you can buy along with the music are downright hilarious and/or awesome.
check it out: (list below courtesy of soundcheck.freedomblogging.com):

Digital download of Since 1972, including 3 videos

$15

CD/DVD double-disc set
Digital download

$50

CD/DVD double-disc set
T-shirt
“Thank you” phone call from Josh for buying Since 1972. You can tell him what you like about the record that you purchased, or what you thought sucked. Ask whatever you want, like “Is Maynard really THAT weird?” or “Which one of Sting’s mansions has the comfiest beds?” or “Are Devo really suburban robots that monitor reality or just a bunch of dads from Ohio?” or “Why don’t the Vandals play more stuff off the first record?” It’s your 5 minutes to yack it up. Talk about whatever you want.

$250 (limited edition of 25)

Signed CD/DVD and digital download
T-shirt
Signed drum head and drumsticks
Go on a lunch date with Josh to PF Changs or The Cheesecake Factory (whatever you’re into)

$500 (limited edition of 15)

Signed CD/DVD and digital download
T-shirt
Signed cymbal and sticks
Meet Josh in Venice, Calif., and go floating together in a sensory-deprivation tank (to be filmed and posted on YouTube)
Dinner at Sizzler (get your $8.99 steak and “all you can eat” shrimp on)

$1,000 (limited edition of 10)

Signed CD/DVD and digital download
T-shirt
Signed cymbal, drum head and drumsticks
Josh washes your car OR does your laundry … or you can wash his car
Have dinner with Josh aboard the Queen Mary in Long Beach, Calif.
Get drunk and cut each other’s hair in the parking lot of the Long Beach courthouse (filmed and posted on YouTube, of course)

$2,500 (limited edition of 5)

Signed CD/DVD and digital download
Get a private drum lesson with Josh, or for all you non-drummers, have him give you a back and foot massage (couples welcome)
Pick any 1 member of the Vandals or Devo (subject to availability) to accompany you and Josh to either the Hollywood Wax Museum or the lunch buffet at the Spearmint Rhino
Signed DW snare drum
Take 3 items of your choice out of his closet (first come, first serve)
Change diapers and make bottles with him for an afternoon (after hitting the strip club)

$5,000 (limited edition of 3)

Signed CD/DVD and digital download
T-shirt
Josh writes a song about you and makes it available on iTunes
Co-direct a video with him for the song about you and throw it up on the YouTubes
Josh gives you and a friend a private tour of Disneyland
Get drunk together. If you don’t drink, we can go to my dad’s place and hang out under the “Tuba tree”
Stone Gossard from Pearl Jam will send you a letter telling you about his favorite song on Since 1972

$10,000 (limited edition of 1)

Signed CD/DVD and digital download
T-shirt
Signed DW snare drum from A Perfect Circle’s 2003 tour
Josh gives you a private drum lesson OR his and hers foot/back massage (couples welcome, discreet parking)
Twiggy from Marilyn Manson’s band and Josh take you and a guest to Roscoe’s Chicken ‘n’ Waffles in Long Beach for dinner
Josh takes you and a guest to Club 33 (the super-duper exclusive and private restaurant at Disneyland located above Pirates of the Caribbean) and then hit a couple rides afterward (preferably the Tiki Room, the Haunted Mansion and Tower of Terror)
At the end of the day at Disneyland, drive away in Josh’s Volvo station wagon. It’s all yours … take it. Just drop him off on your way home, though, please.

$20,000 (limited edition of 1)

Signed CD/DVD and digital download
T-shirt
A signed drum from the 2008 Nine Inch Nails tour
Maynard James Keenan, Mark Mothersbaugh from Devo and Josh take you miniature golfing and then drop you off on the side of the freeway (all filmed and posted on YouTube)
Josh gives you a tour of Long Beach. See his first apartment, the coffee shop on 2nd Street where his buddy paid Dave Grohl $40 to rip up tile just weeks before joining Nirvana. See the old Vandals rehearsal spot, the liquor store he got busted at using a Fake ID when he was 17 (it was Dave from the Vandals’ old ID). Go check out Snoop Dogg’s high school. For an extra 50 bucks see where Tom and Adrian from No Doubt live. For another $25 he’ll show ya where Eric from NOFX and Brooks from Bad Religion get their hair cut.
Spend the night aboard the Queen Mary and take the “Ghosts and Legends” tour. (Separate rooms … no spooning.)
Josh writes 2 songs about you and both are made available on iTunes and appear on his next record (you can sing back up on ‘em, clap, play the drums, triangle, whatever)
Drum lesson OR foot and back massage (once again … couples welcome and discreet parking available)
Pick any 3 items out of Josh’s closet

$75,000 (limited edition of 1)

Signed CD/DVD and digital download
T-shirt
Go on tour with Josh for a few days
Have Josh write, record and release a 5-song EP about you and your life story
Take home any of his drum sets (only one, but you can choose which one)
Take shrooms and cruise Hollywood in Danny from Tool’s Lamborghini OR play quarters and then hop on the Ouija board for a while
Josh will join your band for a month … play shows, record, party with groupies, etc.
If you don’t have a band he’ll be your personal assistant for a month (4-day work weeks, 10 am to 4 pm)
Take a limo down to Tijuana and he’ll show you how it’s done (what that means exactly we can’t legally get into here)
If you don’t live in Southern California (but are a U.S. resident) he’ll come to you and be your personal assistant/cabana boy for 2 weeks
Take a flying trapeze lesson with Josh and Robin from NIN, go back to Robins place afterwards and his wife will make you raw lasagna

Helianthus Annuus by Ashley V. Robinson

2009-11-23T21:55:00.000-08:00

Helena stood in her living room – in the exact centre of her living room – staring around at the walls, shelves and the single wall of windows. They were her favourite part of the entire apartment. Some were dirty, stained and even cracked or broken, but she and Karl were lazy people who hadn’t quite gotten around to fixing those yet.

They would someday, she told herself. Someday.

When they had first moved into the dive of apartment, wet behind the ears, straight out of their glorious academic careers, Karl had made a crack about all the sex they would have in front of those windows. This had yet to come fruition. Not just the sex in front of the window, but the sex in general. A fleeting smile touched Helena’s lips at the thought of having sex with Karl. It wasn’t so much that she wanted to … or that she didn’t want to … it was just amusing, in a kind of way. The sun beams filtering in from the outside were turned the colour of rust by the accumulation of filth on the windows. Beautiful. The sound of crunching gravel snuck in through those same spider web cracks, snaking up along Helena’s calves and thighs until they reached her ears.

The road below was empty.

She took a step closer to the sill, lined with candles allowed to burn too low, their melted wax molding them to the wooden ledge forever. Her palms pressed down into the wax, the heat from her own body changing and making a semi-permanent imprint therein.

The road was still empty.

She cocked her head to the side, listening, animal like, calm. The gravel crunched again as a large, boxy machine careened around the right-most corner of the street – just this side of out of control. Karl had never been a good driver. The Jeep – Helena thought it was a Jeep, she wasn’t quite certain – skidded to a barely there stop before the apartment complex. In a past life the building had been a factory, which was perhaps the only reason the two friends could afford to live there. This particular snippet of information also meant that it had no underground parking. Not that is mattered terribly, there had never been an overabundance of snow in the city. Street parking was not Karl’s favourite thing in the entire world and Helena watched through two sets of windows as he secured an orange parking break over the maybe-Jeep’s steering wheel. Her smile had returned, a true and complete smile, happy to see him home. The door to the vehicle and into the apartment building slammed shut in quick succession, creating a musical beat of their own.

Military grade boots on worn metal steps made a very distinct sound that always seemed a little scarier under the strength and weight of a male. Compared to Karl, Helena’s footsteps up the staircase sounded like bells ringing in the winter time. Not quite holy, but certainly delicate – innocent even. She trotted back to her standing place in the middle of the living room, examining their threadbare couch. It was a faded, burnt orange contraption they had found just lying there by the side of the road, begging to be heaved eight blocks, four flights of stairs to find refuge in their rather large living room.

We really ought to get rid of it, Helena mused.

Sometimes when she slept on it she woke up with small raised bumps on her body. She had a sneaking suspicion that mites lived in that couch, but they were too tiny to prove her point.

Oh, well.

The door creaked open sounding, as always, as though a murderer were about to enter and kill every inhabitant of the apartment. Every inhabitant being Helena. Karl stepped in, kicking the metal door closed with his heel and looking down. He shuffled to the nearest exposed area that could act as a shelf and lowered a heavy cardboard box filled with things that Helena swore she had never seen before. Karl’s eyes flicked up, taking in his roommate. He offered her a quick wave from his half-bent position. Helena waited for him to finish with his military grade boots and cross over to join her in the living room. She pulled her right arm free from behind her back, holding out a bright yellow sunflower.

Is this supposed to be a joke?

No. It’s to celebrate your inspired escape from academia.

Karl took the flower, sniffing it, keeping his eyes on Helena.

Thank-you, it’s nice.

Smoke 'Em If You Got 'Em (and I aint got 'em) by Kate Russell

2009-11-20T14:55:00.000-08:00

I quit smoking quite unexpectedly last November; up until that point I’d been repeatedly complaining to everyone who would listen about the fact that I couldn’t quit smoking no matter how hard I tried. Then one day, after a good exercise session in the gym I just sort of didn’t smoke – and this continued for another day, then two more, then two more.

By week six, I was pretty pleased with myself. It had been a great experiment in will-power, and knowing that I could quit, I was satisfied to go back to the smokes once again (go figure that logic). But just before caving to that particular whim, I also decided to take a pregnancy test as my stomach had been acting a little weird for the last two months and I figured I’d rule out all possibilities. With the sight of the slowly forming blue cross I knew I was pregnant, and so it was that my initial uncommitted quit turned into something a little more permanent. One year permanent now, to be exact.

I suppose if I’m honest, continuing to be quit after having the boy was not so much about keeping healthy myself, but more about the fact that I know one day he’ll tell on me to my mum if I didn’t. Kids are good at saying stuff you don’t want them to, and for what it’s worth, my mum finding out about my smoking habit, even at 25, is quite a terrifying prospect. She’s not one to be all fire and brimstone when you let her down – no, instead she has a powerfully guilt-inducing “I’m very disappointed” tone that could reduce a grown man to tears for shame.

And yes I know I could just smoke outside, but even that’s pretty obvious. My seven year old nephew proved this last year when he came around to visit us at our apartment. I never smoked indoors, but out on the balcony with the door slightly open so I could talk to my husband for the duration. You wouldn’t figure it would stink the place out, would you? But apparently it did. Our nephew, coming into the house, took some dramatic sniffs, feigned fainting and exclaimed, “It really stinks of smoke in here.” That from an occasional visitor to our house: my son – when he grows up a little – will be way quicker at telling these things: how can I tell him to tidy his room later on if he’s then able to counter with “I’ll tell Nana about your cigarettes then?”

No, that wouldn’t do at all. So I have to stay quit.

But I’ll be honest, giving up smoking has left a chasm in my life that I’ve tried to replace with other things to mostly little avail: food, exercise, an addiction to second hand book-stores, religion... In the last year I’ve chanted the Hare Krishna Maha Mantra goodness knows how many times and toyed with a sort of non-vegetarian Buddhist outlook. Driving my car, I’m an angry atheist spitting expletives and blasphemy. In the evenings I’m agnostic – I’d like to believe in a God, but he’s kind of hard to get hold of. A week or so back, an internet search put me in touch with a bunch of prophesising Christians from the States, which I left the company of after some serious weirdness. I’ve been disappointed by the spiritualist church down the road, when after three visits, Granddad still didn’t come through on the ‘spirit phone’. Given my recent affection for gemstones, I’m now considering being animist, though I haven’t given up on shamanism... and w
ell... all this spiritual awakening and growth is great but, you can’t smoke it, can you?

I can’t even tidy up now without a sad pang of nostalgia hitting me. Around the flat lie many brightly coloured lighters that each remind me of a great time now long past. The green Bic lighter that I got on special at Canadian Tire, that lit my secret behind the greenhouse cigarettes at my summer gardening job last year. The yellow lighter with the floral foreground that saw many parties, as well as some pub lock-ins. The ‘death trap’ lighters that I don’t use anymore because they’re cheap and make sparks, but that remind me of times when I was just carefree and drunk enough to use them with confidence. What of them now I’m a non-smoker? I feel I’ve somehow betrayed them – cut their cigarette-lighting days tragically short and left them dejected and abandoned in our ‘random stuff’ drawer in the kitchen.

Quitting smoking is quite impressive for some people, though often not the kind of people you care to impress in the first place. Ah! Non-smokers. What a generally well-meaning but bland bunch of folk. A few months hanging out with the non-smoking crowd and I was starkly reminded of why I began smoking in the first place. Maybe I was fortunate but my conversations with the smoking crowd of my past included such topics as philosophy, human psychology, parallel universes, and if none of these then at least some pretty excellent gossip. Now I’m reduced to the polite but yawn-inducing chats about Grey’s Anatomy, or dieting or weather and who gives a damn. I miss the days of snatched conversations in the driving rain, frigid white fingers clasping the wet end of a cigarette, being careful not to shiver too much when flicking the stick lest I snap it. The smokers. My posse. My ex-posse now.
My favourite relatives as a kid were always the smokers. Granddad who smoked and drank whilst I sat on his knee as a little girl and occasionally gave me sips of beer to drink (but never let me smoke). Uncle Dave with the mysteriously missing bit of his right index finger, Uncle Arthur who smelt like fish and chip shop and told wonderful tales from under his pork-pie hat, waggling his cigarette around animatedly in his tar-stained finger-tips like a sparkler on Guy Fawkes night.

Of course, the `C` word caught up with them in the end, but as the saying goes, we’re all dying from the day we are born anyway, aren’t we? With all the craziness in the world who knows when our time is up? Death could come from an unexpected car crash, from the push of a button by a psychopathic nuclear-armed state or even from poverty in old age when the government has gambled away your pension. At least picking your own poison you’re ahead of the game somewhat.

Yes, yes, I suppose you could say this is all small stuff in comparison to what I’ve gained in a year of non-smoking: the improved sense of smell, the extended lifespan. Well, I may have bought myself more hours of life now, but what I’ve gained in life I must have lost in friends. Who wants to hear me bang on for the twentieth time in a month about how much I miss the cancer sticks? Well meaning, lovely friends of mine who otherwise are totally supportive of my goals and aspirations have been known to respond to my complaints in exasperation with a just smoke a damn cigarette already then, why don’t you?

I wonder if when I get to pearly gates , I’ll be thinking that I should have smoked more “if I knew I was going to die like that.” Perhaps there are cigarettes in heaven – now there’s a thought. Of course, even if there’s cigarettes in heaven I’m guessing the idea would be a non-starter, as hell’s where the fire is, so you’d never be able to get a light unless you wanted to be damned.

Kind of like here on earth.

Damned if you smoke the cigarettes, damned if you don’t.

And damn it.

All this talk is making me want a cigarette again.

Tom Boy Tara #2 by Emily Ragozzino

2009-11-19T22:59:00.000-08:00

We'll be publishing a little Tom Boy Tara for you on a regular basis from now on.

GOONSWOOD is a Chicago street artist with a unique style

2009-11-18T15:02:00.001-08:00

There isn't much you can say about the Chicago street artist GOONSWOOD, you have to see it for yourself.

Check out the main page, Goonswood.com

Or enjoy some of the many faces of GOONS, like this trippy video feauring his work:
video.aol.co.uk/video-detail/clean-it-up/4265128364

Or the GOONSWOOD's Flickr page: flickr.com/people/goons/

Spill Magazine is making the scene in Toronto

2009-11-15T23:46:00.000-08:00

Spill Magazine is a Toronto-based online publication dedicated to covering the independent music scene. Check out reviews, news, features, video, media, and all kinds of wicked crap on their webpage, Spillmagazine.com.

George Carlin Lives

2009-11-14T17:29:00.000-08:00

Here's a little something I snipped off of live TV awhile back. It's George Carlin doing a last bit before he kicked the bucket. He jokes about having kids and American bullshit. -Sw

Dear 1990's Batman by Kyle Gallagher

2009-11-08T19:40:00.000-08:00

Dear 1990's Batman,

For years I have been a fairly avid follower of your career, and I would first like to compliment you on how much good you have done for the city of Gotham. I would also like to say, that until someone pointed them out, I never noticed the nipples on your Bat-Suit.

The reason for my letter is that in these times of war, racism, poverty and prejudice, I feel it is important for me to express my acceptance of your lifestyle. It may not be a good fit for everyone but I believe that to each their own. I know not everyone would want to parade around in tights and thwart evil doers, however, somebody's got to do it.

With an occupation as high profile as yours I can imagine how hard it would have been to come out of the closet. Even though, in all fairness I think most of us already knew...If your costume wasn't a tip off, putting Robin in some green-dyed underpants and calling him your "Boy Wonder" kind of was. Clearly Gotham City's policies on underage relations are much more relaxed than I thought.

I just wanted to let you know that I'm okay with your lifestyle choice and I am glad you found someone special to share your life with. And I'm sure you've found this out, but with Robin's circus background, I'll bet he's pretty flexible...Wink, wink...

Regards,
Kyle

STSQ Status Report #13 | Ghoulies n' Monzies

2009-10-31T22:04:00.000-07:00

Hello Ghoulies & Monzies,

This is an abbreviated Newsletter just to wish you all a Happy Halloween!!!
Yes, it's that special time of year again, when you can paint your face and walk around acting like a complete jackass and everyone will love you for it.

What's New:

Our latest podcast has been dubbed the Halloween edition, I hope you dig it, it's HERE
Margaux is our latest cReAtive hEad
Here's a funny lil' parody vid that deals with some pop-culture tidbits we've mentioned on STSQ, it's B-Bob interviewing J.Phoenix

So get out tonight and set a few fires, or at least get drunk and destroy something, cause...

Hallowe'en comes 'round but once a year
Let us never lose our youthful cheer,
mischief and mayhem are the name o' the game
or else stay home and just be lame

Love and Cheers,

Swail
editor & webmaster
Screw The Status Quo

__________________

Remember, we need your help to grow so pls:

favorite us on Technorati, or submit our pages to sites like Digg
Leave comments on our posts, everyone appreciates a little feedback
Add us on social the networking sites, myspace, facebook & twitter
Tell your butchers & interior decorators about the site, or forward people our newsletters spam style.
Contributors, pls link back to us and mention your STSQ features on your blogs etc...
Make a donation (view the Support STSQ page)
Submit something! We need new original content!!!

Iconoclast Podcast 3 - The Halloween Edition

2009-10-30T22:33:00.000-07:00

Download link

Yes, it's finally here, the 3rd Screw The Status Quo, Iconoclast podcast. This puppy features original music by Inverted Grace, Virtual Light, Felicia Atkinson & Sylvain Chauveau, Swail, Unleash The Archers & Montreal's Vengeful.

Margaux Wosk

2009-10-29T15:49:00.000-07:00

Margaux Wosk is a B.C. native with a unique style of retro-inspired artwork that is both appealing to the eye and fascinating to the more contemplative aspects of mind. That's why she's our newest Creative head!

Tune in below by watching a video short which features some of her work, and follow the links to check out her piles of original artwork.

http://www.artbreak.com/retrophiliac/works
http://margypargie.deviantart.com/gallery

tweet with M.W.
http://www.twitter.com/artfulretro

Joaquin Phoenix Interviewed by Billy-Bob Thorton

2009-10-08T14:04:00.000-07:00

Here's a cute little sketch featuring two characters already infamous on STSQ. Enjoy...

STSQ Status Report #12 | let the summering end

2009-09-26T16:46:00.000-07:00

Hello summered souls,

Ahhhh... Summer's finally coming to an end. Haven't we all had enough of the sunshine, the balmy breezes, hanging out by the beach, a nice cold brew, taking vacations, the lazy days. Man, I can't wait til there's snow all over the place and it's minus 40 again! Winter is grrrrrrrrrreat! The sick thing is, I don't even know if I'm being sarcastic or not. I guess you can be a stoic and goofball all at the same time. Below you'll find the usual assortment of STSQ nogglets.

THE LATEST AND GREATEST

Let's thank Emily Ragozzino for her cool comic contribution, Tom Boy Tara
A Featured Toronto Artist: David Kleiser
Here's a little more poetry by Foad H.P.
Check out this trailer for an upcoming anime feature film 'Archon Defender'
Wicked poetry by two Ontario poets, Liz Jukovsky & Emily Edwards
Oh, and we featured some cool Art Experimentation by Igor Provod
As well as this funky piece: 'What The Nog?' and other ramblings by Kyle Gallagher

FORMS & FUNCTION

We've further improved the archiving system for the site, it's now called 'The Scroll'
The 'Contributors' page has been reformatted. This allows us to show bigger pictures and print longer bios, it's just better.
We're also promoting Factoidz, signup using the link on our main page to earn a few bucks for your freelance writing.
We've finally added a 'Followers' blogger box on the right sidebar, it looks a little vacant so far so please ad us!

TRIVIAL & MODISH MENTIONS

As some of you may have noticed, I've been a little spaced lately and content hasn't been going up quite as frequently and symmetrically as it has in the past. I fully expect this pattern to continue for a little while longer, and then wane, and then return, and then fade, and then wax, and then wane, and then Spain, in the rain, I'm in chains, w/ Maryjane, we feel the pain, we aren't the same, this little game is getting lame, etc...

Love and Cheers,

Swail
editor & webmaster
Screw The Status Quo

__________________

Remember, we need your help to grow so pls:

favorite us on Technorati, or submit our pages to sites like Digg
Leave comments on our posts, everyone appreciates a little feedback
Add us on social the networking sites, myspace, facebook & twitter
Tell your butchers & interior decorators about the site, or forward people our newsletters spam style.
Contributors, pls link back to us and mention your STSQ features on your blogs etc...
Make a donation (view the Support STSQ page)
Submit something! We need new original content!!!

Tom Boy Tara takes on gender stereotypes in a sweet new comic

2009-09-26T00:18:00.000-07:00

We're happy to present this cool Canadian comic to ya'll. Follow the main character, Tara and her good friend Tobey through a life of dealing with gender stereotypes and popular culture. Here's a little sampling:
...check out the whole comic collection @ tomboytara.com

BTW, We're On Vacation!

2009-08-28T19:50:00.000-07:00

You may have noticed that we haven't been updating content much lately. There are some cool ass shits in the can ready to be loaded into the blogosphere shortly, but not right now. We're on vacation, I just got married, and I'm in California on a road trip.

see you soon...

Toronto Artist: David Kleiser

2009-08-10T20:32:00.000-07:00

Here's some work by Toronto's David Kleiser, a student of the Ontario Art Factory who harbours big dreams of moving out of his parent's basement.

my cat died...

this guy...
space patrol

fairy pie mother...

he also has a blog:
despitewhatyoumaythinkiactualycandraw.blogspot.com
and a band- thediamondteeth.bandcamp.com

5 More Haikus by Foad H.P.

2009-07-17T11:54:00.001-07:00

Remember that time
When you did something stupid
You were so wasted

He was her first kiss
That was twenty years ago
He's still in her dreams

There's nothing sadder
Than memories of good times
During the bad times

Let's take a picture
A moment frozen in time
So we don't forget

A hole in the ground
A cold stone slab with writing
Your life forgotten

check out Foad's webpage here, Concernedape.blogspot.com

Archon Defender by David T. Krupicz

2009-07-12T08:19:00.000-07:00

Follow the progress of David T. Krupicz's Archon Defender. (archondefender.blogspot.com)

Archon Defender is a brand new 3D animated film project. The main video production was completed on Mar 28 2009. The film is still undergoing sound fx editing, the addition of music, and real voiceovers to replace the computer voices of the 'sound animatic'.

Check out the trailer:

archondefender.blogspot.com

Art Experimentation by Igor Provod

2009-07-06T03:05:00.000-07:00

Here's an art experimentation by Igor Provod, a recent graduate of OCAD. This piece is based on the word 'protect', the letters of the word are in 3D shapes to create a sense of a shield or box that protects.