We Hate the Sharkman was born out of a hate for the Sharkman. The Sharkman that throws tin cans into general waste, dodges paying tax, and disobeys the highway code. Just last week he drove through a puddle and soaked 2 pedestrians, a cyclist and an independent baker with arms full of fresh pastries. The puddle could have easily been avoided. The only reasonable response to this was to form a six-piece funk band. We have taken it upon ourselves to carry this burden, and invite you to hate him too by getting down to some unavoidably dancey jazz-funk.