Wednesday, 27 February 2013

Midnight Savory@Brantford Station Gallery (February 17, 2013)

Midnight Savoury is left to right: Mark Leslie Wilson, Patrice Hill, Scott Hutchison

 

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How It Must Have Happened

Dear President of Domino's,

I work at a Domino's in Brooklyn and I think it's really fun. The food is tasty, the employees are nice, and I get to drive around delivering shit. One day, though, I noticed nobody's eating the new oven-baked subs, and I decided to find out why.


I asked one of our regulars why she never tried the subs. She had a bunch of reasons. "Dude, have you seen them?" she said. "They're disgusting. Nobody in their right mind would eat one of those. I mean, look at that picture. If eight million dollars in advertising dollars can't budge your sandwich offa sickening I'll stick to the Meat Lover's pizza, thanks.

"Meanwhile," she said, "look at that ingredient list. 'Thinly sliced steak.' What's up with that? Have you ever been to a steakhouse? Were there lots of dudes telling the waiter, 'Now make sure that top sirloin is sliced like a sixteenth of an inch thick.'

"And 'hardwood smoked flavored bacon'? You guys actually decided it was too difficult to set the bacon in a little room where shit was on fire? That kind of makes it difficult for me to accept all this 'premium' shit. 'Premium' parmesan, 'premium' provolone, you even got 'premium' American. You know it's just oil, right? Are you saying it's high-quality oil, like unleaded?

"When dudes are too lazy to actually smoke their bacon, I'm pretty sure 'premium' just means all the shit that ain't fall on the ground."

I had to admit she had a point, though at our store we use the word "special." "Tell you what," I said. "If you eat one of our toasty new baked subs, I'll do something really disgusting too."

"Oh no," she said. "You work around this shit all the time. You're like inoculated against disgusting food."

"You nuts," I said. "You eat our fuckin' pizzas like every damn day. You know this shit better than anyone."

She didn't answer so I knew I got her. "You're just a coward," I said. "Bitch be too scared to eat a fresh and hearty oven-baked sub."

"No I ain't," she said. "I could jam one down like Kobayashi. I just wanna make sure we're making a fair bet. If I'm gonna eat one of them things then you've gotta do something really sickening."

"Okay," I said. "You name it. Anything."

She thought for a minute. "You know those thrill rides at the church carnival? You gotta go on the Fling N' Puke."

"You're fuckin' kidding me," I said. "That's plain nuts. That piece of shit been put together by drunks."

She pretended to think. "So that's different from your pert and shareable subs exactly how?"

I thought for a couple minutes but I couldn't come up with anything.

"So who's chicken now?" she said. "The dude who doesn't want to depend on rubber bands to yank him back from certain death, or the one who's gonna be eating thinly sliced steak and premium cheese?"

Well, long story short, we agreed. She'd eat a hot and toasty Domino's sub, and I'd go on a thrill ride assembled by alcoholics at Our Lady of the Singing Hedgehog.

Despite all the puking we both learned something: that sometimes shit isn't as bad as you think it's gonna be. We got to thinking that maybe this would make a good slogan in a TV commercial, though maybe you could class up the words a little first. As for that customer, she's a convert. "I totally got egg on my face," she said. We laughed and I held her hair back and I said I was pretty sure it was cheese.

Your faithful employee, RomanHans


Tuesday, 26 February 2013

Hope This Helps

I am a newlywed. Our wedding was lovely, but weddings always have one or two issues, and I can’t seem to move on from this one.

My husband and I paid for most everything in our wedding, with some help from our parents. This past summer, my fiancé and I spent some time with an old childhood friend of mine, whom I initially was not going to invite (even though he invited me to his wedding the year before). I didn’t think fast enough when he asked about the wedding, and I told him the invitation was in the mail (and it was a day later).

On another visit later that summer, my friend, newly divorced, half-jokingly told me he didn’t have any money to buy us a wedding gift. Long story short, after this display of vulgarity, I decided to be equally vulgar. I called him to say we are paying for the wedding ourselves, are only inviting a limited number of guests and unfortunately do not have room for his divorced (although they are still trying to work it out) wife. He assured me he will “pay his way” and asked if he could please invite her. I acquiesced. At the wedding, the two of them were making out one minute, shooting daggers at each other the next, making guests at their table uncomfortable. After leaving early, he later texted me — on my wedding night (!) — to tell me they officially broke up and he forgot to leave his gift but would mail it.

After a three-week honeymoon, we arrived home to a lot of junk mail but no gift. I unabashedly told him we never received his gift. He said he never sent it but would have it in the mail by the end of the week. Two months later, no gift. Why does this situation make my blood boil? I think because he lied to my face. Granted he is not a close friend, his life is a bit of a mess, and I should be happy I had such a nice wedding and am married to a wonderful man. But I still want to call him out on it again and again until I get something! Ms. Post, is it time to let it go or can I ask him again where is the gift?

Anonymous,

North Carolina


Sigh. Well, I tried, but I couldn't even get halfway through the New York Times' first advice column by Relative-Of-Dead-Emily Post. I'd been looking forward to it, too. I'd read an advertisement that said, "Don't miss our new advice columnist tackling etiquette in a whole new world!" and tried to pretend that, despite the fact nepotism clearly got this chick her job, their "whole new world" was totally different from the same old stupid one.

Somebody should have alerted Ms. Gingham Temperance Post IIIrd of the ad, because her response was pure old-school. Let it go, she said. Be happy you're happily married. If you don't let it go, it might appear that you value a gift more than your guest. Some people may think you're greedy!

Ridiculous. The truth is, SOME PEOPLE MAY THINK YOU'RE A CRAZY, GRASPING FUCKING COW. In case people got confused by all that excess wordage, let's cut out the dull bits.


Even though I went to a friend's wedding, I didn't want to invite him to mine. When he asked about it, though, I lied. I said I'd already sent him an invitation and I put one in the mail the next day. Later he maybe joked that he was poor and couldn't afford a wedding gift, so I said, "Well, then, you can't bring a guest!" He begged and said he'd make it up to me so I relented -- but then he didn't bring a gift! He keeps saying he'll mail something but it's been two months. Should I call him again or what?

With the boring parts excised, it's two minutes in the gazebo to the right reply.

Chick, the first person you should call is a PSYCHIATRIST, because you're mentally ill. Apparently it's okay for you to lie and say you've done something if you actually do it within twenty-four hours. "Did you feed the cats?" someone asks. "Yes! Yes, I did!" you proclaim, and the next day you massage Sheba into their emaciated jaws. "Did you put out the fire in the attic?" someone asks. "Yes! Yes, I did!" you shout, and at sunrise you scurry upstairs with a glass of sparkling water.

Perfectly cool. What's the prob? You're not really a liar: you just get your tenses mixed up.

In a "display of vulgarity," your friend says he can't afford a gift. Nobody comes to your wedding without presents, though -- I mean sure, you spent $750 for 100 Dixie cups full of Jordan almonds, but you're no idiot. You slash his invitation in half, since the sharing of your marital bliss was totally dependent on currency, and claim you're "equally vulgar."

No, girlfriend, you weren't equally vulgar. He farted, so you pulled up your skirt and jammed a greased corncob up your ass. Not quite on the same scale. Personally, I think your letter should have stopped there, because then Doily Suffragette Post IIIrd's reply would definitely have contained the words, "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?" But you meander on and her footman intrudes and, well, she just loses track.

When everybody with a brain would have suggested you try out for Bridezillas, your poor friend said he'd put something in the mail. See, he wasn't fooled by your "already sent the invitation" lie: something called a "postmark" tipped him off. He knows you don't give a fuck for the truth, which is coincidentally why he told you he ate chicken-fried steak with George Clooney and he saw your dog take your tennis bracelet.

He figured that since you two are exploring the boundaries of sociopathology, he might as well kick it up a notch. He didn't mail his gift within the allotted twenty-four hour period! In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if he wasn't planning on sending something. Me, I'd go to Macy's and pick out a fabulous KitchenAid mixer specifically not to send to you.

What should you do? Fight back! You didn't wrap yourself in 80 yards of hand-beaded tulle just to be a $7,500 doormat. Call him again, and this time demand a tracking number for his gracious tribute to your love. Whatever you do, don't start wondering why you claim you're totally happy yet you CANNOT GO ON LIVING WITHOUT ANOTHER TOASTER OVEN.

So you see, "Forget it and go watch some kitten videos on YouTube!" isn't particularly good advice. It's also not awfully insightful to answer "I value gifts more than my guests" with "It almost sounds like you value gifts more than your guests."

As for the Times, they should probably learn that just having famous relatives doesn't mean somebody is qualified to do a job, but who'd buy the rag if all the pages were blank?

New Lee Harvey Osmond CD: The Folk Sinner

The Folk Sinner, the incredible second disc from Tom Wilson's musical collective, Lee Harvey Osmond, is a welcome evolution from the debut.  This new CD has its own soul but is still centred in the psychedelic folk sounds of its predecessor.

The former Junkhouse frontman's voice has got some amazing grit and growl to it here.  Tom's vocals can go really low but can also be smooth when the song warrants it.

As always, many of the tunes defy categorization. Tom's poetic lyrics are joined by pieces of jazz, country, folk, psychedelic rock, and more.  The results are surprisingly artful and cohesive songs.

Lee Harvey Osmond was always more of a community than a band (With Wilson as the ringleader).  As a result, returning musicians such as Ray Farrugia (Junkhouse) and Michael Timmins (Cowboy Junkies) are joined by special guests Paul Reddick, Margot Timmins (Cowboy Junkies), Andy Maize (Skydiggers), Colin Linden (Blackie and the Rodeo Kings), Hawsley Workman, Oh Susanna and more.

Highlights include a cover of Gordon Lightfoot's Oh Linda and Freedom, a song Tom originally penned for Colin James which has become a regular live number from Wilson's shows.

The CD is available in stores, at Tom Wilson's live performances and as a download on the Lee Harvey Osmond site (with two bonus tracks!) and  iTunes.

Below are a few tracks from the CD, courtesy of Tom Wilson.



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Friday, 22 February 2013

Lindsay Lohan's Lawyer Cited For Theft

A judge tossed out Lindsay Lohan's lawsuit against Pitbull for mentioning her in a song, but fined her lawyer for plagiarism.

Judge Denis R. Hurley said the song lyrics were protected by the First Amendment, and agreed with Pitbull's lawyers that attorney Stephanie Ovadia's "legal discussion mostly consists of plagiarized excerpts of articles found on various websites without explaining their relevance to the facts and issues in this case."

He fined her $1500.

Just out of habit Ovadia told the court a truck cut her off, her anklet malfunctioned, she'd borrowed the necklace, and somebody put cocaine in her pants.


Drinking Water With A Decomposing Corpse In It Poses No Threat To Health

The Los Angeles County Health Department, which spends millions of dollars every year telling people to take stairs instead of elevators and to sneeze into their elbows, has announced that drinking water with a decomposing corpse in it for three weeks poses absolutely no health risk.

Officials tested for disease-causing coliforms at various points inside the 15-story Cecil Hotel where a Canadian tourist's body was found floating in a roof-top water tank. “The tests came back negative, meaning that if they were in the water they are no longer viable,” said Angelo Bellomo, L.A. County's director of Environmental Health. “They could’ve been in there, but they’re no longer viable, meaning they’re dead.”

While this might lead some people to conclude that the dead woman didn't have a colon, the truth is that she was a veritable fountain of disease-causing fecal coliforms. Luckily, the disinfectants put into your average drinking water are strong enough to neutralize all the bacteria, viruses, fungi, and protozoa either inside a human body or involved in the decomposition of it.

The hotel guests, who noted that the water had a "weird tang" to it, were presumably relieved by this news, which follows closely on the heels of announcements that leaking nuclear power plants, pumping chemicals underground until tap water catches fire and accidentally eating drugged racehorses are also perfectly okay.


Steroids McGunnut Granted Bail

Wednesday, 20 February 2013

Run For The Hills@Artword Artbar (February 15, 2013)

Run for the Hills is Amy Di Nino (percussion/piano), Brandon General (guitar), Brennagh Burns (guitar, mandolin, kazoo), Cindy Dell (guitar, vioin), Les Smith (guitar, harmonica)












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They were going to show at New York's Fashion Week but nobody answered when they knocked on the door of the tent.

Video Games For Seniors, Reviewed

Well, it's about time. Videogame manufacturers have finally wised up and realized that there's a huge untapped market of older people who'd love to play videogames but aren't up to the fast pace of the originals. We went out and bought some of the new games that are specially adapted with seniors in mind. Which are worth digging into your change purse? We think you might be surprised.

The Legend of Zelda: The Twilight Years: Fun! Set in the fantasy land of Hyrule, the plot centers on boy named Link who has to collect the eight fragments of the Triforce of Wisdom so he can redeem them and pay his final expenses.

Call of Duty Salt-And-Pepper Ops: I enjoyed this. The pace has slowed considerably from the original, since this takes place at Normandy Beach in 1982. I strolled around an old battlefield while saying stuff like, "I remember it like it was yesterday. I lost two of my buddies but I got to bang a French chick with a snaggletooth." Then I spent two hours looking for a paratrooper with Metamucil and my pants fell down.

Sonic the Hedgehog Turns Sixty: I kind of enjoyed this, and totally didn't miss the original's heart-pounding pace. Basically you sit in Doctor Ivo Robotnik's waiting room while old dudes pet you and say, "Who's a good hedgehog? Who's a good hedgehog?" On Level Two you try to find a paper cup for free Sparkletts.

Super Mario Brothers Early Bird Edition: A massive misstep by a major player, this game is a disappointment. Basically you sit in an Italian restaurant and try to get the waiter to bring you half a meatball and some Alka Seltzer.

Grand Theft Auto, The Golden Years: I never understood why people enjoyed the original: it's all speeding and racing and crashing. If I wanted to get my heart rate up, I'd check out the price of canned beef stew at the Circle K. So, I was surprised that I actually liked this game. Nobody honked when I stopped to read the street signs. Nobody crashed into me when I approached a hooker and told her that her she was spitting at Jesus directly in the face. And I actually got two points when I got the gas pedal and brake confused and crashed my Dodge Dart through the window of a bingo parlor.

Octogenarian Fruit Ninja: I didn't like this game at all. The developers have definitely helped us old people by having the fruit just sitting there on a table, but how much damage can you do with a spoon?

Tuesday, 19 February 2013

Local Musicians Nominated for Junos

Hamilton has once again had a strong showing at the Juno nominations, which just goes to prove how much world-class music is in the area.

Both Jack de Keyzer and Steve Strongman will be going head to head for Blues Album of the Year of the year along with Colin James (whose nominated disc includes songwriting from Hamilton's own Tom Wilson), Steve Hill, and Shakura S'Aida (her nominated CD features a performance from local blues legend Harrison Kennedy).



Links: Jack de Keyzer, More Jack De Keyzer Stories Video courtesy of The Capital Voice



Links: Steve Strongman, More Steve Strongman stories, Video courtesy of Brian Blain

Local singer/songwriter, Kathleen Edwards is up for two awards (Songwriter and Adult Alternative Album).



Links: Kathleen Edwards, More Kathleen Edwards Stories, Video courtesy of CBC Music 

Other area musicians up for Junos include Monster Truck, Diana Panton, Walk Off the Earth, and  The Arkells.

We'll be keeping our fingers crossed for everybody on the April 21 ceremony in Regina.

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Blast from the Past: De Keyzer and the Arkells Bring Home the Junos in 2010

Below are a few nomination highlights.

Blues Album
Roots & Traditional Album (Solo)
  • Amelia Curran, Spectators
  • Annabelle Chvostek, Rise
  • Corb Lund, Cabin Fever
  • Old Man Luedecke, Tender Is The Night
  • Rose Cousins, We Have Made A Spark
Roots & Traditional Album (Group)
  • Elliott BROOD, Days Into Years
  • Great Lake Swimmers, New Wild Everywhere
  • Le Vent du Nord, Tromper le temps
  • The Strumbellas, My Father and The Hunter
  • The Wooden Sky, Every Child A Daughter, Every Moon A Sun
Songwriter
Country Album
  • Chad Brownlee, Love Me Or Leave Me
  • Dallas Smith, Jumped Right In
  • Dean Brody, Dirt
  • Emerson Drive, Roll
  • Johnny Reid, Fire It Up
Adult Alternative Album
  • Bahamas, Barchords
  • Kathleen Edwards, Voyageur
  • Royal Wood, We Were Born to Glory
  • Serena Ryder, Harmony
  • The Barr Brothers, The Barr Brothers
    Juno Fan Choice Award
    • Carly Rae Jepsen
    • Céline Dion
    • Drake
    • Hedley
    • Justin Bieber
    • Leonard Cohen
    • Marianas Trench
    • Metric
    • Michael Bublé
    • Nickelback
    Single
    • Billy Talent, "Viking Death March"
    • Carly Rae Jepsen, "Call Me Maybe"
    • Hedley, "Kiss You Inside Out"
    • Serena Ryder, "Stompa"
    • The Sheepdogs, "The Way It Is"
    International Album
    • Maroon 5, Overexposed
    • Mumford & Sons, Babel
    • One Direction, Up All Night
    • Rod Stewart, Merry Christmas, Baby
    • Taylor Swift, Red
    Album
    • Carly Rae Jepsen, Kiss
    • Céline Dion, Sans Attendre
    • Hedley, Storms
    • Justin Bieber, Believe
    • Marianas Trench, Ever After
    Artist
    • Carly Rae Jepsen
    • Deadmau5
    • Johnny Reid
    • Justin Bieber
    • Leonard Cohen
    Group
    • Billy Talent
    • Marianas Trench
    • Metric
    • Rush
    • The Sheepdogs
    Breakthrough Group
    • Hey Ocean!
    • Monster Truck
    • The Pack a.d.
    • Walk Off the Earth
    • Yukon Blonde
    Rock Album
    • Big Wreck, Albatross
    • Billy Talent, Dead Silence
    • Rush, Clockwork Angels
    • The Sheepdogs, The Sheepdogs
    • The Tragically Hip, Now For Plan A
    Vocal Jazz Album
    • Carol Welsman, Journey
    • Diana Krall, Glad Rag Doll
    • Diana Panton, Christmas Kiss
    • Elizabeth Shepherd, Rewind
    • Emilie-Claire Barlow, Seule ce Soir
    Aboriginal Album
    • BURNT-Project 1, The Black List
    • Crystal Shawanda, Just Like You
    • Don Amero, Heart On My Sleeve
    • Donny Parenteau, Bring It On
    • Janet Panic, Samples
    Canadian Music Hall of Fame Inductee
    • k.d. Lang
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      Yeah, like you need to be a psychic to say, "I see guns, possums, and moonshine."

      Monday, 18 February 2013

      When Groupon exploded to a billion-dollar valuation, it dragged all the bottom-feeders out. It's a new industry! It's a new world! Or, as with KGB Deals, it's a brand new scam.

      KGB Deals started off strong but quickly slid into a clearinghouse for all the crap you haven't been able to find since Pic'N'Save closed. Throwing shit at a wall to see what sticks, they recently devised their "Dinner and the Movies" deal.



      My advice? Stick with their miracle noodles.

      The "Dinner and the Movies" deal clearly show us a business that's lost its tether to reality. Let's go to the math.


      Two movie tickets + a $25 Red Lobster gift certificate + $100 Restaurant.com gift card = $156 value

      The movie tickets have a stated maximum value of $26. The Red Lobster gift certificate is obviously worth $25. Given the package's estimated total value of $156, this means the $100 Restaurant.com gift card is worth ... drum roll ...

      $105.

      Now, we didn't just fall off the carrot truck. We started looking for fraud when we saw the words "Restaurant.com." Google turns up a lot of hits for them that also feature words like "ripoff" and "scam." In terms of online reviews, they're right up there with Battlefield Earth.

      Ignoring the complaints from restaurant owners who say they never signed up or who want out of their contracts, we note the big problem in a typical restaurant's small print:



      See, you're not getting a $100 "gift card." You're getting a coupon for $100 off a $200 purchase. If you think that's worth $105, I have a coupon for a buck off Gatorade that I'll let you have for $19.99. In the "Slightly Damning" department, Restaurant.com sells that $100 gift card for $40:



      Forget KGB Deals' $105 valuation: is a coupon for $100 off $200 even worth $40? There are very few restaurants to choose from. When you pull it out at your table, your date will think you're a cheapskate. The restaurant owner will think you're a jerk. Your waitress will assume you're going to short her on the tip. There's a reason eBay has them in the $4 neighborhood.

      In the face of reality, KGB's package value plummets. Using the Restaurant.com price, it's worth $91. Using eBay this amazing $55 bargain drops to, er, $55.

      "Deals"? If I were the Russian secret police, I'd think about hiring a libel lawyer.


      ME: What? The St. George cheese is "peppery, grassy and slightly sweet, like an aged Swiss or young Asiago"? Hang on -- let me make a little note. (Writing) NEVER COME HERE AGAIN.

      Friday, 15 February 2013


      GIRL: Mommy, why's the woman on Amazon.com licking all those Post-Its?

      MOM (flustered): Um, in the old days that's how you got them to work.

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      Shock! Horror! Oh, puh-leaze. Somebody's never been a Vegas buffet.

      Thursday, 14 February 2013


      Wyngz. That's right, wyngz. Why doesn't DiGiorno call them "wings"? Because that seems to imply there's some relationship between this processed food product and an actual chicken part.

      Oh, what the hell. I'll take a box. Is it okay if I pay you with kasch?

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      Tuesday, 12 February 2013

      New Brant Parker Blues Band CD: River of Broken Dreams

      River of Broken Dreams, the latest CD from St. Catherines's own Brant Parker Blues Band is an amazing example of straight ahead, old fashion boogie blues.

      Brant's voice has character whether he's funking it up with songs like Designated Down Time or crooning with slow jams such as Same Old Blues. His talented band backs him up with gusto on all the numbers. 

      The group's joined by a number of incredible guest stars, including Hamilton's Jack de Keyzer, who produces and adds his his amazing guitar work to three  songs. Al Duffy plays bass on two tracks as well.

      This wonderful disc is available at the band's live shows and can be downloaded through their bandcamp site.

      Below is a video from one of the songs from the CD, courtesy of BluesGuy1



      You can also stream the album below



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      Would Any Of You Socialist Sponges Like Some Candy?

      Big thanks to my friend Chamblee for pointing me toward a blog post that neatly encapsulates about a tenth of what I hate about the world today. I edited it pretty randomly because it's Ambien in print.

      Yesterday I joined the Atlanta Young Republicans in a community outreach of delivering candy to fire stations for Valentine’s Day. We divided up in teams, mostly ladies, to divide and conquer the 41 stations across the city. When we arrived at a station, our schpeel [sic] went a little like this: “Hi my name is ________ and this is my friend _______ and we’re from the Atlanta Young Republicans. We just came out today to share our appreciation and deliver this bucket of Valentine’s Day candy. We are really grateful for all that you do.”
      One paragraph in and we're up to our ankles in red flags. First, I don't believe I've heard of community outreach that doesn't actually reach out to the community. And I don't believe I've ever heard a blogger refer to herself and her friends as "ladies," unless she's writing for ChristiansAgainstTheDemonLiquor.com.

      Still, I'll never criticize anybody who makes me picture them in hoop skirts and feathered hats.

      Clearly there's an unspoken agenda: these "ladies" want to improve the Republican reputation. They could have saved eight bucks at Rite-Aid by taking some common-sense advice. Don't call yourselves ladies, and don't give out "gifts" that look like the crap you couldn't finish at Halloween.

      At most of the stations, this opened the door for casual conversations. It was a really great opportunity to meet real public servants and make them feel appreciated. At one point, my car partner and I even discussed how we’d like to do MORE for our local fire fighters because of how kind they had all been to us.

      That was, until, we were turned away because of political affiliation. Apparently one of the chiefs was concerned about accepting candy from a Republican group because they did not want to appear partisan. This prompted an email to a supervisor that resulted in a city-wide candy delivery shut down. I’m sorry, sir, but when did accepting candy from young professionals who wanted to solely express gratitude become a political statement?

      Sigh. I've written previously about the burdens of being smart in a stupid world. This little idiocy is the text equivalent of stopping at the top of an escalator to answer your phone. Anyone with an IQ over 40 will immediately leap back a couple paragraphs to compare and contrast these lines:

      "Hi my name is ________ and this is my friend _______ and we’re from the Atlanta Young Republicans."

      "[W]hen did accepting candy from young professionals who wanted to solely express gratitude become a political statement?"

      This is the confirmation we needed that there is something wrong with this woman that has resulted in her becoming Republican. And there's this extra Easter egg. "Young professionals," she specifies. Like "young professionals" handing out candy isn't a political statement, but old jobless folks just want to plant bombs for the IRA.

      Would you have done the same thing from the Young Democrats? I’m calling you out, because I don’t think you would.
      Yes, all of you who were so kind and told us such funny stories are TOTAL SONS OF BITCHES.

      It’s interesting that the further south we went into the city, the less receptive people became. (I thought liberals liked free stuff???)
      Sigh; of course it was inevitable. This is the evil drunk bitch who lives in every apartment building. "I'm upscale and friendly and I love everybody!" she says when she's sober. And after fourteen Dirty Martinis she's trying to get you to kiss her shoes by saying, "Oh, please! You're a lesbian -- you've had far worse things in your mouth." All along she's been thinking bad but playing nice. She's been saying, "Hi! I really appreciate you!" while thinking, "Look, another goddamn lefty is stealing our Republican mini-KitKat bars."

      What the heck has the world come to? You can bet that the next time I deliver a meal to an Atlanta fire station, I will wrap it in elephant print saran wrap and tie Ronald Reagan quotes to each individual tray. I’ll deliver it in my ‘Friends Don’t Let Friends Vote Democrat shirt’ while playing ‘God Bless the USA’ on my iPhone.
      Clearly she's foaming at the mouth while writing this, because her Halloween leftovers have magically morphed into fried chicken and mashed potatoes. But this is the fabulous finale that we just have to applaud. We're picturing fireworks bursting over her head as the liberal firemen slam doors in her face and her smile hardens into a jagged-tooth rictus. She's totally divorced from reality here, taking a stand specifically to get nice people to dislike her more. If these fabulously wonderful, kind bastards won't accept her generous offering of candy/meals that only desperate handout-seeking liberals want, then the next time she performs "community outreach" she's going to be totally nuts.

      In the end, though, we have to admire this fabulous delusion, with a paper-thin veneer of kindness just barely masking the hate. We can't wait until this woman is a grandma and little Scotty, her grandson, says the mac and cheese is a little salty.

      "Is it, dear? Oh, I'm sorry," she'll say to his face. And next time he comes around she'll tip eight cups of Mortons onto his plate saying, "That'll teach the fuckin' son-of-a-bitch!"

      What do you mean, you don't want any fuckin' candy?

      Thursday, 7 February 2013

      Wednesday, 6 February 2013

      2013 International Blues Challenge Winners and Finalists

      Canadian musicians were in full force at the 29th International Blues Challenge in Memphis, Tennessee.  The finals were held February 1 and 2, 2013.  The world got to see what Canucks are capable of.

      Steve Hill, from the Montreal Blues Society won for Self-Produced CD.

      Two other Canadians performers were finalists as well: Graham Guest (Edmonton Blues Society) and Suzie Vinnick (Toronto Blues Society)

      Congratulations to everybody!
       
      The winner of the solo/duo category was Little G Weevil (Atlanta Blues Society).  The Suitcase Brothers (Barcelona Blues Society) took second place

      In the Band competition The Selwyn Birchwood Band (Suncoast Blues Society) won top prize with Michael van Merwyk and Bluesoul (German Blues Network) in second place and Dan Treanor's Afrosippi Band w/ Erica Brown (Colorado Blues Society) in third.

      Click here for more of our IBC stories.



      Links: Steve Hill, Video courtesy of Tommylevesk



      Links: Graham Guest, Video courtesy of Raoul and the Big Time



      Links: Suzie Vinnick, More Suzie Vinnick Stories, Video courtesy of CBC Music

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      Tuesday, 5 February 2013

      New Peter Tigchelaar CD: More Like Lightning

      More Like Lightning, the newest album from local singer songwriter, Peter Tigchelaar, is like a journey within a CD.

      With its pop-folk sound plus the lyrical allusions to blues and honkytonks there's an unmistakable sense of home.

      Despite those homey roots, the sound does have a bit of a world flavour and offers the listener the feel of an exotic, warm-inviting cafe performance.  Ukelele, viola, glockenspiel, accordion, cellos and more add to the international atmosphere.

      The spiritual lyrics also provide a journey that goes beyond the physical.  This disc will see your mind travelling outward and inward (occasionally at the same time).

      More Like Lightning earned a Hamilton Music Award nomination last year for Religious Recording.

      Peter's fellow travellers on the CD include Harrison Kennedy & Cheryl Tigchelaar (backing vocals), Ron Cole (accordion), James Hill & Mike Donnely (ukeleles), Andrew Tigchelaar (bass), Tone Valcic (percussion), and Anne Janelle (cello, viola & cello banjo).

      The album is available through Peter's website as a psycical CD and download.

      Below are a few live tracks of songs from the CD, courtesy of John Farr







      Blast From the Past: Our Review of his Previous CD - Glorious Window

      Links: Pete Tigchelaar - More Pete Tigchelaar Stories, More CD Releases

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      Monday, 4 February 2013

      Music Lover Flips Wrong Switch


      By January 1984, tens of thousands of New Yorkers were infected with AIDS. Closeted homosexual mayor Ed Koch, who'd repeatedly ask people "How'm I doin'?" and then tell them to shut up when the response was negative, had spent just $24,500 on AIDS, covering not just medical care but also risk reduction and community education.

      In San Francisco, a city one-tenth the size of New York, straight female Diane Feinstein had spent $4.3 million.

      Today Koch was buried beneath a tombstone he purchased that reads, "My father is Jewish, my mother is Jewish, I am Jewish." Start the countdown until someone adds, "Gay? Who's gay? It's none of your business! That's slander!"

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