re: june blog's poutine post pt.2

FYI - The Peppercorn Parisienne poutine is NOT AVAILABLE at the Dunn's in Toronto. I presume this restaurant is a franchise and the manager has unfortunately made the stupid decision to NOT serve this delicious dish, although their Italian poutine is alright ...think spaghetti and meat sauce - except the spaghetti are fries... errrg.

SWITCH & DIPLO 09.14

minus the stupid look on my drunk face thanks to toby for making me feel (almost) famous!
(it's really just the hair)

Originally uploaded by Visualbass Photography x Tobias Wang

M.I.A.

Full story and images here:
http://niralimagazine.com/2004/10/not-so-missing-in-action/

""I salt and pepper my mango,” sing-songs 28-year-old Maya Arulpragasam at the beginning of her infectious, dancehall-inspired song, “Sunshowers.” A remix of “Sunshowers” is the second track on the London-based artist’s debut single featuring the even more pulsating “Galang,” released in the United States on September 28. The song’s drum-pattern beat is catchy, quirky, crazy—it’s so good, you almost don’t want to bother to decipher the mish-mash of words she’s rapping spliced between an airy, soprano-sounding chorus. But something about the song forces you to lean in a little closer, pay attention—and that’s when the lyrics jump out: “You wanna go? / You wanna win a war? / Like PLO I don’t surrendo … Semi 9 and snipered him / On that wall they posted him / they cornered him / and then just murdered him.” The dichotomy between the party beat and heavy message forces a double-take—what is this music, anyway?
“Nobody wants to be dancing to political songs … Every bit of music out there that’s making it into the mainstream is really about nothing. I wanted to see if I could write songs about something important and make it sound like nothing. And it kind of worked.
“Nobody wants to be dancing to political songs … Every bit of music out there that’s making it into the mainstream is really about nothing. I wanted to see if I could write songs about something important and make it sound like nothing. And it kind of worked. It sounds like a pop song, but if you really listen to the lyrics, it’s about what I see on the telly and news and what’s going on,” says Arulpragasam matter-of-factly, as if sniper killings are, indeed, a part of “what’s going on” in her world. But then, this Sri Lankan transplant to Britain has had a bit more going on in her life than most.

A rough start Arulpragasam relocated from her native Sri Lanka to London with her mother, sister and brother at the age of 10—but hers isn’t a typical tale of South Asian immigration to the West. Arulpragasam’s life in war-torn Sri Lanka was one of constant secrecy and scraping by. She never knew her father, one of the founding members of Sri Lanka’s Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam, a militant guerrilla group formed in 1976 with the goal of gaining political independence for Sri Lanka’s minority Tamil population. “We saw him once a year, for 10 minutes at a time. My mum said, ‘That’s your uncle—your dad is dead.’ It was to protect us,” she explains, from the police interrogations at school.
Sri Lankan M.I.A. is a force to be reckoned with. "

This girl gets all my love tomorrow afternoon - big up Ryerson... bet your school ain't bringin down Maya Arulpragasam

GIT YOUR POST SECONDARY EDUMACATION HURR

sucka free

http://torontoist.com/2007/08/mia_coming_back.php

wordlife. this school year seems to be starting off perfectly.

sex

dominate,

bitches

re: june blog's poutine post

FYI

So I presume you poutine lovers shall appreciate this important breaking news. I have discovered a Dunn's in Toronto. They should serve this Parisienne Peppercorn poutine - one of the best I've ever had. You can locate them along King/John - Please enjoy responsibly.

older... (not really)

supposed old soul, always young at heart

hardtimes

(besides late weekend nights/mornings)

back to reality, i guess

the nightlife

slowly laying off.

generalization #1
at least i'm young
and you're old

and pathetic.
(possibly fat, too)

Daft Punk

was in the house--- YEAH!
so, i ended up going to the show and it was more than worth the money spent. the show was spectacular and it was pure vibes in the place filled with thousands of people. went to the afterparty, met busy p (he is quite tall) and danced some more... sebastiAn killed it.

now it's tuesday, the party is over and i'm back to work after a five day extra long weekend.

lay off

your perspective need not affect me

anger management

i manage no patience for sheer stupidity

Irina does it best - the red coat will tame for the time being.

...I'm quite excited for Fall.

unusual

different feelings,

choice of surroundings,

make me feel slightly impolite

i will tame red

i'm being slightly dellusional

i despise

most of the Quebec population.
4 o'clock needs to come sooner

i'd like to wish...

LinLoh a happy belated 21st birthday.

...and give a big fuck you to the old man who stole my cash straight from the counter while at my tailor's this afternoon!!

CANADA DAY

HAPPY 150 TO THE BIG C.A.
...it's goddamn cold outside at night

summer is officially here

Finally! 34 DEGREES, short shorts (like that ever stopped me before) and sexy shoes galore!
I'd like to welcome Jena's new elbow to this lovely world, may you never have to leave us again.

The last few weeks have been chill: another little vaca to Montreal, recent beachism and major chillism



Esthero was good times, minus the big minute (and a half?) blackout that occured. Her live performance was dope --- she's quite the comedian as well.

Went to Montreal the next day for the Grand Prix weekend - big up scamming our Government rate ways to a proper suite in the downtown Plateau area.


Here, Lisa and I are "blending in" at Chinatown early in the morn... on our way to grab some real Montreal bagels.



It was a lovely coincidence that it happened to be the Festival of Fashion & Design - while Lisa shopped at Place Montreal Trust, I decided to chill back, watch some fashion shows and sip on some Heineken... get some free shit, a henna tattoo for fun and then I was on my way...

I shall recommend the Peppercorn Parisienne Poutine a la "Dunns" that was absolutely fabulous. Thank you to our lovely server who treated us well and provided us with this goodness made of cheese curds and gravy served JUST RIGHT.

PEER PRESSURE threw it down proper @ the SAT and the afterparty was bomb, until the cops showed up but that didn't cause a fuss at all. I'll always miss the afterparties at the lofts, where (unlike Toronto) it didn't smell like shit and feet mixed into bucket of piss.

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My friends and I like to kick it at art galleries and mingle with the in crowd while discussing topics of interest such as complementary wine and hors d'oeuvres, cars and maybe the actual art itself... sometimes.

My art for the evening (but not my legs - :P)

Kelso Beach this past weekend was a nice calming experience. The UV rays were proper, egg salad sandwiches a la ceejay were delish while football throwing and working on the base tan

were a success!

Looking forward to Canada Day long weekend! Of course, more pics to come... they really gotta come up with a better way to drag them down :S

excessive sloth

It happens, it's ugly and it's always your best friend.


photo courtesy of Livs,
taken by Tom.

313, Detroit, MI.

Hi Mic.

In the midst... DI Inst. of Arts


MOCAD


This is Detroit.


A beautiful city I hope soon to revisit. New experiences, realizations and never ending good times with good friends. A new learned and slowly growing appreciation for all that is ruined, with what used to be so beautiful and precious... yet it still lives on...