Let me be blunt. Chad Brunt’s recent ‘novel’ Dandruff on a Black Lacoste (Hypergram Press) is for the most part a trivial, plotless farrago of postmodernist conceits, conceits that extend beyond the text itself to the author’s own smart-arse jacket design and the astute buzz-marketing campaign—devised by Brussels-based boutique agency threedaybeard—that generated such unwarranted word of mouse in the first place. And yet despite the book’s blatant shortcomings, there is one passage that not only deserves to be amply quoted, but in fact gains from it: that in which anti-hero Adam Zurz, a deviant downshifter whose alphabet-encompassing initials are the pretext for much verbal pyrotechnics on the author’s part, is subjected to the demented patter of his boss, Charles Sayer. (more…)