Montréal

Get ready for daily reports of Celine Dion's chest-thumping and Spencer Krug's moustache progress, because I'm in Montreal for the next three months! That's right, from here on out, it's going to be a wacky, poutine-glutted, Unibroue-fueled, graffiti-intensive tour into that friendly Quebecois capital I like to call France Jr. You'll get a front-row seat as I stroll the seedy boulevards and try to figure out why hockey is interesting. You'll watch in awe and vicarious enjoyment as I get a tattoo of Win Butler's face (complete with lyrics to "Crown of Love," natch) down the length of my back. You'll kindly but firmly tell me to stop when I put up nothing but AIDS Wolf for weeks and weeks. And of course, you'll rock out with me when I post the bouncy, charming wonder of Ariane Moffatt's "Montréal" to announce that's where I'm spending this summer. * MP3: "Montréal" - Ariane Moffatt from La Coeur Dans La Tête [Buy it]