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BURTS, THICK CUT HAND COOKED POTATO CHIPS...GUINESS FLAVOUR. The bag's black and the overall design makes me think of a basement beerhouse [like one with those rustic wooden tables made out of massive wooden planks..one that you might find a boot at]. When I opened the bag I found some tasty lookin' chips that didn't appear to be very greasy with visually generous powdercoating of 'Guiness' flavouring. I popped one of 'em into my mouth not really knowing what to expect. What I got was..sort of bland. I'm not a huge fan of Guiness, I'll drink it if it's there but I won't go out of my way to partake in consumption. Luckily for me these chips taste more like a salty beef broth flavour. Every few chips I think I get a faint bitter taste. Once in a while it seems like Mr. Sweet, who wasn't invited to the party [and hasn't showered in a week] but found out about it and is lingering outside the window allowing his b.o. to waft by without really being present. Thick Cut, eh? Lets just say they're no bloody Brannigans, which was a bit of a disappointment after reading that on a bag of chips from the UK. Not a bad chip, could be a good dipper. I wouldn't crush a full size bag to myself.

One of my favourite bands [who I have mentioned in a previous blog posting] is The Dopamines. The Dopamines released one of the best albums of 2012, (holy shit, I can't believe it's been that long since..) Vices (..came out). The cover/liner note art suits the album perfectly, shit's beautiful in it's simplicity (if I remember correctly it's from the mind/hands of Mr. Lewis [guitar/lead vocs]). Hangovers, depression, addiction, prescribed and self medicating, being lost and one of my favourite songs (that also happens to be a love song). The lyrics are dark (somehow pessim-optimistic) and set to music that makes you feel as though the sun is out and it's bluebirds all day..you can't help but dance and/or stare off in awe at the beauty of it all [at the very least nod your head in enthusiastic approval]. I hope the future holds another LP from these fellas. On Friday July 20th, 2012 (after work) I drove 1200km (through the night, by myself) to see The Dopamines (along with Elway and Teenage Bottlerocket) play on the 21st in Calgary, AB. Approximately 24 hours after arriving in YYC, I retraced those 1200km to make it back to Brandon that Sunday evening so that I could go to work on the Monday. I was tired as shit, the drive sucked, but was it worth it? Yeah dude, The Dopamines are fantastic, one of the best band's I've seen live.

Stay hydrated,
Marc

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