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He is far too intelligent to become really cerebral.

Young moths the from your dreams some

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Let me never fall into the vulgar mistake of dreaming that I am persecuted whenever I am
contradicted.

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Small titties, Hairless capo pussies.

There is a scarcity of friendship, but not of friends.How great are the dangers I face to win a good name in Athens.

It was inspiring and delightful to play to such a packed room full of our favorite fans at Galapagos. CDs and t-shirts were snapped up left and right (and who wouldn’t when they were being proffered our two tool-belt clad satyrs David and Mike). And the performances by Aroma, and Pink Noise were excellent. Also, a special thanks to DJ Privateman for putting such an appopriate spin on the end of the evening.

We know some of you, despite our warnings, gave yourselves over to our very own danger-packed martini and might have had a difficult time finding your way home, and we also know some others of you ducked out suddenly for “drives” or “walks” with people you’d just met. We take these as signs of the fertility of the hard work we’ve put in to make our lives more celebratory and puzzling. As one of our most favorite fans said: “You guys make me crazy with lust and sweetness!”. Lust and sweetness! That’s what we wish for all of you in the new year!

We still have many many CDs to sell, and radio stations to take over, and new towns and clubs to engage with and wrestle to the ground. Your love and support makes all the work worth it, and we can’t take our revolution anywhere without your active involvement. Thank you to all of you for showing up. Thanks also to those of you who volunteered time to help with organizing the event. And thanks to Galapagos for being such congenial hosts.

Love,
Morex Optimo

Inventing the Morex Optimo Martini

The effects of the Morex Optimo Martini

The recipe:
1/2 Vodka
1/2 Gin
Tablespoon of pastis
3 pieces of double salt licorice.

BREAKING NEWS…SCARLETT JOHANSSON’S PUBLICIST SAYS “OF COURSE I WILL SEND IT ALONG TO HER” upon receipt of Morex Optimo’s Beast of Reflection. Our new booker, Camille is really working out. She like, GETS us. Actually I think she humors us but that is the next best thing. I wonder if Scarlett has listened to it yet and if she likes it. If you see her can you ask her? But don’t make it sound like we asked you to ask her and only bring it up if it seems natural, don’t force it. We trust your judgment.

The great radio legend John Peel is dead. No single radio personality took such an active interest in promoting talent that was under the radar. He almost single-handedly launched the career of many, including The Smiths, The Fall, and Blur. He will be missed. The BBC obituary is here http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/music/3955369.stm.

One of our great needs right now is the ability to imagine alternatives to the current economic and political order, and it is precisely the need to practice this ability which is being contested “behind the scenes” of terror, repression, and vindictive counter measures. The prevailing assumption of the West is that the current political and economic situation, while not perfect, is the best one possible. Therefore, some dissent is allowed, but any fundamental re-examination is considered foolish by the testimony of failed revolutions (from which the history of the US’s own revolution is excluded). However, when faced with the deaths of three-thousand neighbors, how can I not see this as a sign of a fundamental problem? To shirk from self-examination as a nation is to disregard the suffering and deaths of our friends and neighbors. We owe them, ourselves, and the world more than blind revenge. We owe them a renewed imagination, and a new political and economic self.

With that in mind, we invite you to participate in Let’s Do the Unexpected. The practice of making, and perhaps listening to, unexpected music is just a discipline that springs out of and leads back into much more fundamental mental questioning. Let’s make another hermeneutical cycle.

Who teaches us? Who is our teacher?

To find out, we practiced. And after practicing for a year with the current lineup, we had the beginnings of an answer.

So we decided to invite our supporters and friends to a recital: “Because you have shared in our lives through your Friendship and Love, Heather Wagner, Yuri Weber and Kristofer Widholm invite You to share in our Happiness together as We exchange Vows of Love with you in the Form of a Musical Recital.”

We were graciously offered Location One’s beautiful gallery space for the event, and set up video cameras, refreshments, a projections screen, and a sound system.

And then the most important thing of all happened. People were there and we played these songs.

We want to dedicate this first year of our playing and performing to our indefatigable, patient teachers–the songs*, which teach us by constantly asking more of us.

We hope to be posting some footage and images from the event on our Web site soon.

The Morex Optimo Music Recital:
The Eleventh of May, Eight o’clock in the Evening, The year of our Load Two Thousand Two at Location One, 26 Green Street, New York City
* What is a song? Isn’t it an intricately structured, but simple question?

We were disappointed to find out that the lovely blue antique Austrian ski pants with red stitching didn’t quite hold up to the wear and tear of rehearsal.

After having eaten maybe a dozen double-salt licorice candies, wrangled about the set list for the upcoming VERY IMPORTANT gig, and crooning smoothly through the first verse of “Big Tongue Man,” the ski pants were undone by it all and came careening down the slopes of Kristofer’s legs, only to sit there in a heap around his ankles.

No one could rectify the situation until the song was over. The shame of it all is currently sitting very still for a portrait with a painter so we can hang it on our wall and remember it.