My eyes were screaming for a bit, and I talked myself out of writing a letter to the mayor by reminding myself that the firetruck was en route to probably put out an actual fire, so I SHOULD LET IT GO. God, this whole “training to play the part of a rational adult” is really...
Wilson’s father sat with her to watch it, her love of the song and the documentary instant. “I was probably in grade four or five and it really opened my eyes to how music gets made, my favourite music gets made.” She presumes the documentary’s...