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Almost weekly, Triniman catches new movies, and adds one or two CDs to his collection. Due to time constraints, he blogs about only 5% of the CDs, books and DVDs that he purchases. Holed up in the geographic centre of North America, the cultural mecca of Canada, and the sunniest city north of the 49th, Winnipeg, Triniman blogs a bit when he's not swatting mosquitoes, shovelling snow or golfing.
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Refreshing nostalgic show with one of the world's finest guitarists, to boot.
Rob Zombie blows the Prince of Darkness away.
The real Pink Floyd put on a show that many called the best they've ever seen.
Whether it's thrashy garage rock or subtle, earthy blues, the White Stripes can do it all.
Two stunning straight-ahead jazz performances, one from the most controversial group in jazz today.
Kenny Garrett Quartet blew the roof off but Herbie Hancock disappointed with not enough bop, too much funk/pop.
Pink Martini totally captivated the Winnipeg audience with their mini-orchestra with Latin beats, old film ballads and modern, funny pop songs.
The extraordinary and influential Dinosaur Jr. played gloriously loud distorted guitar indie rock, but I wore earplugs thank God.
The indie pop princess performed a refreshing blend of folk, jazzy pop and ballads to an appreciative audience.
The crowd danced themselves silly but very few turned up for one of the world's pre-eminent industrial-techno bands.
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