The Sound Academy was as packed as I've ever seen it, but everybody, and I mean everybody, danced. People wore tiny backpacks, pink hair, ruffles, and various animal hats. In short, on Kyary's first trip to Canada, she threw an amazing Harajuku party. Honestly, I think Toronto could do with a little more wow wow wow yay yay yay in its life. And maybe a few more acid trips.
One of the most important steps of becoming a good artist, some say, is learning how to realistically render the human form. You will be aided in this endeavour, hopefully, by paying painstakingly close attention to the knobbly knees of a strange man. Also drinking seems to be a prerequisite in Toronto, so there's that.
In what will soon be its upstairs theatre (the building will be home to two), construction is still far from complete. There are exposed beams that never meant to be exposed. There are plaster walls not quite built. But all of this will be covered up in time, the seats will go in, and, if the neighbourhood's character is any indication, they will fill up.
Check out this photo gallery for a visual tour of the building.
Further down the long, echoey hallway, clocks are mounted on the wall, each one stopped at 8:32 - the time (either in the morning or the evening) when the school officially stopped being a school.
Check out this photo gallery for my top 20 finds from Sunday's frigid, yet charming, outdoor flea.