Halifax’s so-called ‘starving artists’ find their home in the North End.
Whither the Bohemians?

Halifax’s so-called ‘starving artists’ find their home in the North End.
It’s the nature of university athletic teams—there’s turnover every year. But this year, more than most other years, was one of transition for the King’s rugby teams.
With exams just around the corner, everyone needs a study guide. Who actually runs the school? What have they done? The Watch takes notes. Study up!
Jason Collett is sitting in a quiet corner of Halifax’s Carleton bar. He’s describing the recording process of “Rave On Sad Songs”, a track off his sixth album, Rat a Tat Tat.
Ten years ago, Lieutenant-General Roméo Dallaire was found on a park bench, passed out from mixing alcohol with his anti-depressants.
Let’s get one thing straight: I don’t believe in ghosts. The dead haunting the living? I don’t think so. Tortured souls with unfinished business? Not buying it. So when I found out that a group of young Halifax “ghost hunters” were coming to investigate the Pit amid reports that a dead janitor haunts the basement […]