Bottle Fairy very cute! (kawaii!)

I just discovered the cutest anime of all time. Its called Bottle Fairy and its a 13 episode series. The plot basically consists of four adorable fairies that live in a guy's house and try to learn about the world in order to become more like humans. The boy they live with isn't given a name, just "Sensei-san" which translates into teacher. His ten-year-old neighbour, Tama-chan, comes over to teach the fairies the meaning of concepts like college, or love letters, or valentines, and it often goes awry, which is appropriate seeing as this is a comedy.

Each fairy represents a season, and every episode represents a month, with one additional episode. Kururu is the spring fairy, with pink hair and an uber-enthusiastic attitude 24/7. She often assumes the leader role but tends to go over the top. She also develops a crush on Sensei.

Hororo is the winter fairy, with brown hair. She is kind of slow and ambles along in the series, and also has the largest appetite (she always finishes her portions first). She has a tendency to roll...and can be caught staring at the screen as if she knows there is an audience. There are also a few moments in the series that hint at her attraction for Kururu.

Chiriri (my personal favourite) is the summer fairy with long blonde, sailor moon-length reminiscent pig tails. She always wears a cute little handkerchief/hat on her head and likes to adapt many different objects into headwear. She has a surreal imagination, which usually resembles a soap opera, and tends to be very lady-like.

Sarara is the autumn fairy, with grey hair. She is the tomboy of the group, and always tries to integrate a battle into every situation. She is a typical kendo (japanese fencing) girl, with an obsession for samurai swords and ninja tactics. While the other fairies dress in feminine attire Sarara dons masculine clothing.

Short but sweet, this anime involves a lot of wordplay, and as the fairies learn the meanings of japanese cultural terms with many mishaps along the way, so does the audience. It involves a lot of imaginary role-playing, gung-ho competitions, high expectations, adorable misunderstandings, gender switching, and cute daydreams.

With each episode only 12 minutes long its also ideal to finish in one night. I highly recommend it if you have some spare time, a fetish for childlike sentimentality and if you still like to believe in tiny fairies.

Dragonette Live at the Phoenix Concert Theatre April 3rd

When Martina Sorbara stepped onto the stage it was all over. On a Thursday night the sex-charged leading vixen from Dragonette appeared underneath an array of multi-coloured lights at Toronto’s Phoenix concert theatre and the crowd lost their shit. In a clinging black leather tank top and even tighter leather jeans, the home grown artists started off their set with “Jesus doesn’t love me”, countering the intentions of the audience who couldn’t help eye fucking her all night. Martina took it like a man though, and impressed with her strong voice that could turn from light to rich and syrupy coated in an instant. It’s always a deadly combination.

She definitely got around, performing a mixture of the spunky sound the band is known for, a cover, and even dangled a new song to tantalize drooling fans. When their signature song, “I get around,” started up, bodies started to pulse to the beat that launched the popularity of this Canadian band during the summer. Martina pumped her fist in the air and beamed as she leaned toward the crowd and sang the words that were filling the thick, energy fused atmosphere. She danced and swung her body to the rhythm as lights flash behind her, highlighting her Peter Pan hair cut.

When it came to songs like “True Believer”, and “Black Limousine,” Martina coated the lyrics with delicious sexual tones and released frustrated sighs that escaped at the end of every chorus. Her voice was punctuated by a seductive ring; a long moan of yearning that hung in the air and lured you in to soak it up. It seems to be her style to create an aura of desire and suggestion when most of her lyrical themes involve an element of sexual release, such as the song “You Please Me.” Every passionate burst of breath sounds like she’s making love to the microphone, and by extension, the audience. Its impossible to resist the enticing invitation.

Even in a larger venue, Martina interacts well with the crowd and makes it feel as intimate as the Mod Club. She proudly announced that this is the first time the band has witnessed scalpers at their show and asked with a smile if anyone took advantage and bought a ticket.

Their new song, “Stupid Grin,” was as electrified and gutsy as any other, with lines like “First thing in the morning, I wanna tell ya see ya alligata.” Martina bent over the microphone, “You won’t be getting nothing, that’s tough, wake up and smell the muffins,” her cat-like features defined as her figure was routinely illuminated by candy coloured lights.

The band’s cover of “Woman,” by Wolfmother radiated an electric-pop sound with funkier guitar and a powerhouse of fiery vocals from Martina. As the end of the show drew near the singer walked over to husband and bassist, Dan Kurtz, and ejaculated a command that he take off his sweater for Christ’s sakes. When she pulled the

zipper down the crowd got a glimpse of the pink heart patterned t-shirt underneath.

As a grand finale, the opening band, Sweet Thing, returned to the stage in barbershop quartet hats to accompany Martina’s light, feel-good lyrics in the song, “Lucky.” The boys had fun with it, doing spontaneous jigs while crooning harmoniously with the leading lady. It was a playful ending to a night that really “went all the way” to satisfy.