Rest in Pieces, Gravediggaz
Long before popcorn torture porn owned the mallrats or the Pentagon started contracting packs of robots to hunt down non-cooperative humans, Gravediggaz owned horrorcore.
Long before popcorn torture porn owned the mallrats or the Pentagon started contracting packs of robots to hunt down non-cooperative humans, Gravediggaz owned horrorcore.
Some very compelling music has come out so far in 2008, from all corners of the sonic universe. But few have sounded as strange yet accessible as Deerhunter’s Microcastle. I […]
Scott Thill, Morphizm] When he was a NBA superstar and MVP, Charles Barkley could always be counted on for awesome sound bites. As an analyst, he’s been paid to basically […]
[Ross Levine, Morphizm] I for one wish I could vote for George Bush on November 4 and give him a third term. (And why can’t I, given the myriad “revisions” […]
I spent the last couple of days swimming in The Flaming Lips, interviewing front man Wayne Coyne and checking out his deranged holiday events, Christmas on Mars and March of 1,000 Skeletons.
Gang Gang Dance is that rare collective that eschews formal structures for free-for-all experimentation and expression.
I’m so sorry, Barack. I had to take my kid to the doctor. And just because I didn’t vote doesn’t mean you had to go and let MoveOn make an […]
“It’s certainly been a busy old year musically,” explains Adam Franklin. No kidding. After releasing a solo disc with his band Bolts of Melody, he reunited with hallowed guitar avengers […]
My sister turned me onto Heroes during its first season, which I downloaded and dug quite nicely. It was cool to see comics on television, and superheroes stretching out their […]
It’s been bonkers around these parts, but I did get a chance to post for Wired over the weekend. Funny story. This death-mask tool of a Republican named Michelle Bachmann […]
The McCain-Palin ticket is dead in the water, sundered by its allegiance to the Bush administration’s disaster capitalism and foundering on a strategy basically designed to piss off rednecks and […]
I am hiding from the world, using Patrick McGoohan as a human shield.
Water wasters might want to get to work on finding a new state. Of mind, if possible.
Just in time for my daydream needs.
The heroic robot of Iron Giant spends the entirety of the film creating an identity by finding out what he is not: A weapon of mass destruction
The actual band that performed Little Tibia and the Fibias’ most excellent “The Mummy” has yet to be identified.
“It was so incredibly untrue to life and yet so perfectly exposing at the same time.”
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