I believe they are called "The Awesome Band".
It's hard to keep true talent down.
Awesome.

though Laika probably would have the highest concentration of non-high school kids talking about myspace then anywhere else in all of Montreal ...

you need a recording device, clearly.

I love that you can hire consultants to emulate organic social networking on your behalf. They never seem to talk about the consultants when they do big interactive presentations about Politics 2.0, the death of organizing and the rise of hands-off, let-the-people movements that build themselves.

That's how Beta band got their name someone misheard.

"we're going to be a bettah band than those other poofs"

wah wah.

Laika has 35-year-olds dressed like, and with the emotional maturity of highschool kids, talking about their MySpace accounts. It's an important distinction.

Oh, and as a west-ender I have to rock the Laika VS. Shaika debate.

Amanda, have you read the book bowling alone?

http://www.bowlingalone.com/

It sounds like something you'd enjoy.

Will, no fair telling inside jokes without explaining them.
Here's the setup:

Hipster 1: hey, you going to see *Aweseome band*
Hipster 2: yeah, totally, they are playing at *local dive bar*
Hipster 1: oh, yeah, totally, I'm there.

Really, it's funnier in person. Preferably with wine.

Miss you, have fun with ethnography my darling!!

*Fun with* anything to do with academic life also needs sarcasti-stars next to it.

2 papers down 2 more to go.

I just realized I need to note down on my readings when I've read them, and why. Otherwise I wake up on a reading day - and it's like.. "Did I read you Mr.business-of-web2.0 article? I just can't remember."

I have a brain like a sieve.

On the other hand, I overhear (I suppose I should say, overheard, since my Montreal life is now in past tense) the best conversations at Laika. My favourite was the two middle aged, not-attractive-but-not-offensive-looking male photographers sitting at the table next to me making some half-arsed noises about how horribly skinny the models they shoot are, and how terrible the pressures they are under are (reflect on the impact of your own industry much, gentlemen?), and they then proceeded to discuss the various flaws of their current girlfriends. I eavesdropped, and even transcribed some of the conversation, before my hair started to curl. Fascinating stuff.

P.S. Tell Matt at Shaika I say hi.