The Prisoner, Freed At Last
I am hiding from the world, using Patrick McGoohan as a human shield.
I am hiding from the world, using Patrick McGoohan as a human shield.
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.”
They may be the finest rock band of not just the ’70s, but of all time. And like another UK rock legend My Bloody Valentine, they have finally decided to […]
More music reviews from my Metromix pile went live this week. Kings of Leon is a Southern rock hybrid whose ambition might surpass its skills, but that is for you […]
LONG BEFORE DJ Shadow became an electro-hop legend, he was answering questions online from scrubs like me. Where did you get the guitar riff for “High Noon?” Who the hell was Colonel Bagshot? Do you owe David Axelrod back pay? Then he got too busy to bother.
I covered All Tomorrow’s Parties New York remotely from Los Angeles for Wired, because the My Bloody Valentine-powered package show was just that awesome. But for the last four years, […]
I’ve decided to group my Metromix reviews together as they roll out, rather than one by one. Things are heating up here at Camp Morphizm and I am busier than […]
It’s been a busy weekend working for Wired. But the piece that I was most interested in didn’t get much play, so I figured I’d pimp it here as well. […]
The video for “NWO” was equally incendiary, mashing Bush’s speech, the Rodney King riots, and probably a truckload of smoke machines into a reel that MTV would never play today.
El-P’s uncompromising poetry and stuttered beats are built only for those looking for the next level.
Well, today is the day, my friends. The Large Hadron Collider goes online, and the greatest particle collisions on Earth will soon be studied by CERN scientists, or bring forth […]
The reviews keep rolling in. This time around, two bands with clever names make fractured pop that sounds like it rolled out of the garage dirty and beautiful. The New […]
Frost’s audience crowds the band at the ballad’s finale, as if they didn’t want to let The Beatles go.
This desert noir soundtracker stands out for a reason. Spinning sinister tales of border-blurring folk, rock and pop, Joey Burns and John Convertino’s brainchild has mastered the the sound America […]
“We would love to drop some jams for The Hobbit,” Braithwaite cracks. “In fact, I think that Barry should do the voice for Smaug.”
More from my Metromix stash, pals of Morphizm. This time around, I take a dive into 21st century pop music, in all its deviation, derivation and divination. That’s a mouthful, […]
The Labor Day holiday was nice, but the post-holiday deluge is fearsome. And not just because a slew of my Metromix have rolled in, including this one from Swedish export […]
I never miss a chance to write something about The Minutemen, the greatest punk band ever to crawl out of Los Angeles. Maybe it’s the fact that D. Boon died […]
Good morning, sleepy heads. Welcome back to school. I’ve been here forever, writing like a fiend. Still failing. Anyway, a reminder for those of you who are newer to Morphizm. […]
I’ve had some mind trips on the San Francisco’s electro-whatever outfit Tussle lately. A spiel for Wired, a review for Metromix. I still haven’t been able to wrap my head […]
“I think it guarantees that the people in power in that corporation are listening close to what I’m saying and what their kids are dancing to.”
A batch of my reviews have gone live on Metromix, including this swampy funk from Texas, a state I usually hate. OK, I still hate it. It’s the worst state […]
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