|Guitar, Backing Vocals, Actual Hair Without Bald Spots:||Sulynn Hago|
|Bass, Vocals, Kiss Podcast Listening:||The Rod|
|Drums, Backing Vocals, Enduring Mystery:||Jordy Boy|
|Guitar, Vocals, General Malaise, Leafs Nation:||Jesus H. Chris|
My first Hunting trip was quite eventful: i must’ve been about 5 or 6. An essential rite of passage for those consigned here with a dick. Shot size 5 was recommended for a clean efficient kill. They laughed as I cried and stroked his blood-soaked iridescent quills. Don’t recall just how i got there. To the hatchery i mean. Stumbled through the bush on a field trip and there it stood in front of me. I stooped down upon the concrete pad to verify what i was seeing. The aftermath of stomping boots upon hundreds of tiny, helpless beings. Hello despair and booze-fueled rage! How do you do my gilded cage? Stupid chick on the conveyor belt staring at her severed foot. Stupid pig despairing at the sight of his companion on a hook. You ever see that stupid cow chasing the truck that drove off with her calf? Stupid lower order always good for a good laugh. Debarked. Declawed. Defanged. Dehorned. Wings clipped. Toes cut. Branded. Teeth pulled. Farewell despair and booze-fueled rage. How do you do soon-to-be-emptied cage?
Since forming in Manitoba in 1986, Propagandhi have brought an emphatic anti-fascist message to their music. Along with addressing a number of personal losses suffered ...