The Art of Identifying a Douchebag

The Head Grumbles

You’ve seen them. They’re the guys wearing two polo shirts with both collars popped, have ridiculously coiffed hair, love to show off their “guns”, and in general think that they are the king of the world. Yes my friends, The Head is talking about the mysterious creature known as the Douchebag

The Douchebag is a strange animal to comprehend. They clearly look absolutely ridiculous, act like punks, and are complete assholes, but somehow they are considered to be “cool”. Granted, the Douchebag has existed in one incarnation or another since man evolved from the time traveling space goats that crash landed on earth all those centuries ago, but these days the current incarnation of the Douchebag seems to have taken the art of Douchebaggery to a whole new level.

So as a public service, I will attempt to help you identify the horrific creature known as the Douchebag. Be warned…

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This is not a Rant


If there is one thing the Internet can be counted on for, it’s providing us with endless, oftentimes ridiculous, angry-bordering-on-lunacy, rants.  It is a platform where people are free to spew hate-filled remarks, share cruel taunts and reinforce harmful stereotypes.  It is good old-fashioned bullying without any real consequences for the bully.

But when a friend of mine shared such a Facebook post a day ago and I discovered it on my feed, it distressed me more than usual.  Perhaps it hit too close to home (as an Immigrant who lived in Canada for over six years) or perhaps it burst my naive ‘All-Canadians-are-wonderful-and-accepting’ bubble.  Either way, it has stuck with me for an entire day so I need to get it off my chest.

This woman had posted a picture of a Sikh RCMP officer on her Facebook wall:

Sikh Man

Beneath it, she wrote (or rather raged):


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Being Poor


Being poor is knowing exactly how much everything costs.

Being poor is getting angry at your kids for asking for all the crap they see on TV.

Being poor is having to keep buying $800 cars because they’re what you can afford, and then having the cars break down on you, because there’s not an $800 car in America that’s worth a damn.

Being poor is hoping the toothache goes away.

Being poor is knowing your kid goes to friends’ houses but never has friends over to yours.

Being poor is going to the restroom before you get in the school lunch line so your friends will be ahead of you and won’t hear you say “I get free lunch” when you get to the cashier.

Being poor is living next to the freeway.

Being poor is coming back to the car with your children in the back seat, clutching…

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Wu-Tang Shirts ain’t nothing to fuck with

Awesome tee

Phat Friend

I’d like to start this off by saying I love the Wu-tang Clan. We all do. I can’t think of another rap group that has etched it’s way into so many sub cultures. It’s because of this that a problem has arisen. Wu-tang shirts and the people who wear them. Now, let me clarify. Not every person who rocks a Wu tang shirt is a full of shit poser. Not at all. Wu-tang, much like the Beatles or the Rolling stones, is a cornerstone of american culture. They have a very real and dedicated fan base. So, if you’re reading this and getting mad cause you think I’m talking about you, I’m probably not. No, I’m talking about the people out there who probably know the words to “Shimmy shimmy yall” but have no idea that Cappadonna has every released a solo album. I’m talking about people who own…

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Love from The Underground

In the mainstream, radio DJ’s don’t write their own essays whilst they use their powered position to enable them to beat less powerful individuals.  Have you been following the Ghomeshi scandal?  It’s just one reason – among others – why I tend to turn my back on the mainstream.  All the same, we have to presume innocence until proven guilty, it’s a pretty important tenet in a functioning democracy.  However when a PR/crisis mitigation firm won’t touch the case (ie: Ghomeshi’s attempt to have Navigator Ltd go to bat for him) one assumes something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
Nonetheless, let’s let justice take it’s slow and winding course.  Actually, wait, before I move on, let me say this: “bollocks to those that say ‘if the women don’t come forward, then it can’t be true.'”  What a reductionist pile of pap that is.  Nonetheless, it’ll be a scandal and most of us will be glued to the story.  Guilty as charged!
However, in the midst of this mainstream debacle and in the underground, I released my second album this week.  It’s called ‘II’, and I met most, if not, all off of the goals I set for myself going in.  My first attempt left me wanting.  I stepped out of the DJ box and into the vocal booth a little, I recorded all of the guitars, and played all of the bass lines and keys parts on an 88-key midi controller.  It’s a 10+ track full length affair.  I would stand behind my work and I’m proud of it.  Though the budget was pretty tight, I did invest $57 000 dollars in student loans, and that helped in acquiring the knowledge I needed to get this project done.
I’ve started pre-producing a third album; I’d like to step a little further away from straight-ahead electronica and maybe try my hand at folk, (a la Billy Bragg), or even children’s music (a la Yusuf Islam.)  Shake it up a little, push the boat out, as it were.  Why the fuck not?
Here’s a link to ‘II’:

Love from The Underground,