Musical theatre is certainly nothing new to Stanley Park. After officially opening in 1940, Theatre Under the Stars fast became a staple of the Vancouver summer. Watching Broadway adaptations in the open-air Malkin bowl is now one of our city's longest running artistic traditions and both of this year's productions, Jesus Christ Superstar and Annie Get Your Gun, have already been given the TUTS treatment before. After taking a year off in 2006, last year's season was met with glowing reviews and expectations were running high for my first outdoor theatre experience in Vancouver (yes, I must make it to Bard on the Beach eventually).

Being the resident theatre critic here at Beyond Robson, I was the natural choice to cover this year's Under the Stars offerings. But, I'll be perfectly honest: I'm not usually a huge fan of the musicals. I've reserved my musical-theatre experiences for situations that seem to demand it (i.e. seeing "Rent" in New York and "Cabaret" while visiting London with my sister, the actress -- both of which I ultimately enjoyed). Soon after donning the theatre hat for BR, I had the chance to take in the amazing Black Rider, and reviewed the Arts Club's wonderful rendition of The Producers. After seeing how well one Vancouver company managed to pull that show off, I was actually kind of excited to check out two more homegrown Broadway adaptations. Would this year's TUTS complete my conversion into a full fledged fan of the song-and-dance storytelling?

Canada's illustrious Fashion Magazine is finally opening up and listening to what the public wants. Last week, fashionmagazine.com announced that Canadians were now able to vote on who becomes the magazines next big online bloggers.

With 20 finalists representing each Canadian region, the 10 trend watchers with the most votes will be awarded the chance to give their weekly opinions on the hottest spots to shop, flaunt and horde fashion in their area.

I figure Vancouver, who is being represented by Craig David Long and Terri Potratz, has a good chance of winning the contest. With our growing number of independent shops and increasingly more fashion savvy individuals, Vancouver is finally starting to break out of the simplistic trends of yoga gear and plaid.

Keep in mind though, it's worth it to look at all the finalists. Good fashion is by no means restricted to one city or region. There are some talented writers from across Canada that are in the running to win the reporter challenge including a dear childhood friend of mine, Meghan Tooley, from Winnipeg.

Take advantage of this rare opportunity to voice your opinion. Voting ends tomorrow morning. Happy voting! Photo from FashionMagazine.com

I wish I could've told you earlier, but, well, the power was out, and well because we kept being told by BC Hydro that it was only going to be a couple of more hours. So, we waited. The smart ones went and bought candles while restaurants scrambled to salvage their food. And while it may not have been as unifying and magical an experience as the great 2003 Blackout, we came together nonetheless, in the dark, sharing reconnaissance of open coffee shops (Bambo has power!) and rescuing those of us wholly dependent on fobs to get into our buildings. The only sliver of light for those residents without power is this fitting irony: BC Hydro's main office is out of electricity too!

Photo courtesy of the B.C. Lions.

I remember back in the nineties when we used to go to B.C. Lions games; we would buy nosebleed seats and sneak down to the lower section.

B.C. Place was so empty back then the security guards didn't really care.

When I caught the Western Final back in 1999, the announced attendance was only around 29,000 if memory serves me correctly.

Under 30,000 for a West Final? Numbers unheard of considering the last few Western Finals under the Dome have been near capacity (but not sold out).

We've come a long way baby.

With the Olympics closing in, I thought it was high time that we looked at a great Vancouver tradition that we've long since forgotten. I'll be starting in chronological order in the year 1935 with the Battle of Ballantyne Pier, working my way towards the infamous Guns N' Roses riot of 2002. So join me in the next couple of weeks as we take a tour of Vancouver civil disobedience at it's finest (take notes!) and please remind me if I've forgotten any. I recommend keeping your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times.

I have yet, in my 3 year reign of abuse here at Beyond Robson, told you about a magical little gathering called Sunday Soccer at McLean Park, home of Sunday United. For what must be 7 years we've met at 3pm almost every single Sunday (in the winter we play on the gravel field at the school). Given the often insane number of drunken hipster flailing around in the blistering heat wearing short shorts and tight jeans, it can get a wee bit crowded. Sorry if you feel like I've stolen a piece of your life for not telling you about the best game of 'balance the Pacific Pilsner in one hand while running at top speeds' in town, but I'm pretty sure you need to either a) own a motorbike, b) be in a shit-hot Vancouver noise-band, c) go to Emily Carr, d) have either a beard, a boyfriend with a beard, or a really ironic t-shirt on, or e) be an eccentric Vietnamese bottle lady/bootlegger, an 80 year old Korean man nicknamed Kip Winger, a little kid, or some crazy european castaway who never passes the ball. Also suggested but not required are any of the following:

-Djarums
-a ridiculous headband
-witty banter/extensive knowledge of obscure Italo space disco
-some sort of fancy fig tapenade
-war paint
-a bottle of cheap but slightly eccentric alcohol, such as Baby Duck, Scnapps, Rice Wine, Cooking Sherry...
-free spirited alt-moms
-fixie