Jill Wilson

Curse the vagaries of modern air travel

Since I was in my 20s, I’ve been travelling to Minneapolis to catch concerts, usually at the city’s venerable First Avenue venue. Thirty years ago, a lack of vacation time and money often necessitated...

During his time in the groundbreaking New York rock quartet Sonic Youth, guitarist Thurston Moore was revered for reinventing what the guitar could do. So it’s unexpected and disappointing that his ne...

Mieko Ouchi’s Burning Mom, the final mainstage show at Royal Manitoba Theatre Centre, has the ring of truth. It’s the story of Ouchi’s own mother, Dorothy, and the pilgrimage she makes after the unexp...

American novelist Kevin Wilson has made a name for himself with books that feature unusual characters and outré plots.

Peter’s stage entrance isn’t promising. Clad in a wrinkled black suit, an equally creased pink shirt and a sequined ball cap, the 60-ish man seems unprepared, barking at the lighting tech and fretting over the misplacement of his props, which include a bass guitar and a blown-up photo of a cat.

Traditionally, the last show of the year at Royal Manitoba Theatre Centre has been filled with Christmas cheer, or at least seasonally appropriate in some way.

Combining a modernized version of a Greek drama with a ’70s-style rock musical sounds like an iffy prospect, but Sick + Twisted Theatre, in collaboration with AA Battery, has created something unique and often thrilling in the melding of these disparate genres.

It’s difficult to discuss Theatre Projects’ season opener, None of This Is Happening, without giving too much away, and it’s probably best to go into Winnipeg playwright Ellen Peterson’s clever, compelling contemporary fable relatively blind to what’s to come.

In a recent review of shows by new-dad comedians, New York Times writer Jason Zinoman said: “There are an endless variety of boring people, but none are more brazenly tedious than parents telling you about their kids.”