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The CNE adds "you are here" stickers to its guide maps. No, really. Apparently this is a news story. And you thought journalism was hard and required a degree or something.

A lot happens in and around Toronto, but we can only write about so much in a week. Here's the best of the rest, in a new weekly feature we're calling Superfluist. Superfluist will now appear every Saturday.

On Sunday night, the mostly Torontonian electropop extravaganza Dragonette took to the stage at the Social. Martina Sorbara, the group's lead singer, stood up front in green stilettos and grabbed her glowstick necklace, proclaiming, "I feel so New Wave!" The group then proceeded to throb and pound out song after sweet, sensuous song from the tiny stage, while densely-packed fans, resigning themselves to the lack of horizontal dancing space, jumped straight up and down and pumped their fists in the air.

Years spent on the Indie Rock scene should be measured in dog years: if a band manages to maintain its original line up for an entire trip around the sun, it should count as seven. Toronto’s Talladega has featured many members over the years, but the original core-duo of Stewart Whitehead (ex-Grace Babies) and Sean Bettam (ex-Chicklet) guides its flight path with endurance. Tonight, with new members Mark Buffone and Dave Cyr, they launch their sophomoric release, Up from Beneath (Fading Ways U.K.).

Some bands should come with health warnings. Bright Eyes or The Cure, for example, should warn prospective listeners of the music's ability to make a gloomy-puss out of them. Denver's Apples In Stereo, on the other hand, bring a high risk of developing diabetes. Listening to the pop-rockers is like eating a candy bar with each song: they're short, they're sweet and they leave you wanting another one right after, even though you know you shouldn't. So it's no surprise that we were left with a bit of a toothache after last night's show at Lee's Palace.