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I live on the left coast of Canada in a mid-sized city called Vancouver. You may know it as Hollywood North, host city of the 21st Winter Olympic and Paralympic Games, pot capital of Canada, one of the worldí¢â‚¬â„¢s most livable cities í¢â‚¬ ¦ blah, blah, blah, etc., etc., etc. The theme of this monthí¢â‚¬â„¢s Capital Magazine is í¢â‚¬Å“seek,í¢â‚¬  and seeing that Ií¢â‚¬â„¢ve been cooped up for the last year and a half doing my masterí¢â‚¬â„¢s, this month I was seeking that perfect musical experience to celebrate.

í¢â‚¬Å“Fictionsí¢â‚¬  is the word of the month here at Capital. A darling of a concept to the creative writer, fiction(s) is a dirty yet enticing word for journalists. Ask Pulitzer Prize winning Washington Post writer Janet Cooke about embellishing the truth to make the story sing. Everyone condemns it, but show me a writer who hasní¢â‚¬â„¢t thought of omitting certain facts or conveniently ignoring contrary opinions in order to build a story.

Is it the end of the year already? Man alive! It seems like we just launched Capital 2.0, and Ií¢â‚¬â„¢m writing about a year that went by too fast. So much has happened in music this year. Timbaland and the Neptunes continue to make banginí¢â‚¬â„¢ tracks for cash, but when it comes to fans buying their solo records, most should take a pass. This year, like the last 25, legends have died, yet Paris Hilton lives (she turns 26 in February). The world lost Desmond Dekker, Wilson Pickett, and Sid Barrett in 2006. There were a slew of reunions that are too many to mention (Roxy Music and The Buzzcocks, surely you have a bit of money left!).