'Hey: Am I a leather jacket guy?' This is just one of the questions that cult VICE journalist, Joel Golby, tackles in his debut book with his trademark irreverent wit. Joel has made a name for himself as a slick, hip journalist who brought us distinguished articles such as 'A Man Shits On A Plane So Hard It Has To Turn Around And Come Back Again' - this was his highest traffic piece ever, but that says more about us than him. In Hey: Am I a Leather Jacket Guy? Joel writes about important stuff (death, alcohol, loss, friendship) and unimportant stuff (Miami-born rapper Pitbull, a watertight ranking of the Rocky films, Monopoly). There are a few things you need to know about Joel. Both his parents are dead. His dad was an alcoholic. He himself has a complicated relationship with alcohol. He is a millennial. He once went to karaoke three times in five days. He will always beat you at Monopoly, and he will always cheat. He believes that the man we know as Pitbull is an illusion, a character; he believes Pitbull, like James Bond, will be played by a rotating carousel of actors throughout his life, and just now, it happens to be Armando Perez. And this is why Pitbull is famous: because the universe needs a Pitbull; we need it, him, to hold the fragile fabric of our universe together. Golby's sharp, evocative, jarring prose thrives on reality and honesty that is gut-wrenchingly close to the bone, and laced with a copious dose of dark humour. Who is this book for? It is for everyone alive, but mainly people who are as lost and confused as Joel and just want to laugh about it. By the way, the answer is no - Joel is not a leather jacket guy.