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except it took me a long time to realize that it was spam. it is, in fact, better than most emails I get each day. I think this should go under the review section. I think I am going to add it to the press section of our website. oh yeah, don’t follow the link, it’s just the text that is great. honest. I didn’t even umbother to go to that link. why would I click on an ad for “unique exclusive young girls”? Thousands photo feezes!

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Wanna see unique exclusive young girls ?

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.

Thousands photos feezes and gigabytes of video
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

J-Sin (we love the name), an editor at smother.net, has this to say about our new release:

“…Wildly creative, ‘Beast of Reflection’ is indeed a mirror into the soul of the listener… What’s nice is this isn’t something you have to ‘get’ but rather experience. After all they seemed to have captured David Bowie in his splendid ’70s glam to bottle him up, shake it about, and spit forth a hegemony that will exist within the intelligent music world. Excellent indie rock with all the spicy flavors of intelligent conversation.”

>>The Full Review

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.

a lovely review of our new album by the incomparable and often impenetrable francis dimenno. why, I have tried to pierce his armourlike shell with sharp objects including but not limited to:
a. a pencil
b. a jousting lance
c. nietzschean texts
d. a sharpie (the name is a LIE, it is not at all “sharp”)
to no avail. the pencil made him whimper, but that’s it. this review says I am from western mass and I do NOT support lies so am moving right away to east stockhampshirefieldhamford where the women are women and the men are women and everyone wears bustiers and goggles. it’s awesome.

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.

After tickling our ears for a week with mastering wizard Fred Kevorkian at Absolute Audio, twelve delicious Morex Optimo tracks cannot wait to be unleashed on the world. We are planning a CD listening party for November, 2003, followed by a CD release party. In the meantime we are busily looking for publicists, DJs, and label people who might want to take our weird little project and help take it to the wider audience we believe it should have.

If you have any contacts you think might be interested in our music, please use the contact form to drop us a line, or call us at 718.599.4893. Thanks!

Love,
Morex Optimo

Morex Optimo has stepped down into the storied abyss of B.C. Studio, Brooklyn, to begin work on their first album. It is being recorded by Martin Bisi, who has had a long career working with the likes of Sonic Youth, White Zombie, John Zorn, Bill Laswell, Material, Swans, Angels of Light, Herbie Hancock, Cop Shoot Cop, Ex-Models, Ginger Baker, the Boredoms, Boss Hog, and U.S. Maple.

Most of the tracks are being recorded live to tape–leaving pretty much just the vocals for overdubs. Martin knows his rooms and his equipment really well, and spent only three hours getting a drum sound that is beautifully transparent, with a perfectly unambiguous strike.
Q: Are you guys using any “tricks” in your recording?
A: Yes. The trick is to somehow care about every detail while not caring at all.

Songs, once stuck on tape, reveal different problems and different strengths than you expected. Martin assures us it’s not his 3M 24-track tape recorder that’s to blame.

A lot of rock ‘n roll history on the walls.

There’s a very distinct moment when you’re standing in the basement, headphones on, the faintest hum in your head where you seem to forget how the song goes. You even forget how to hold your guitar pick. Outside is void, and there’s a sense of loss of symbol systems. Nothing holds together quite. And then the count starts on the drum sticks and, ex-nihilo, a strange, tonal solar system is born.

We can’t wait to see what comes out of this pretty intense period of working, thinking about the work, dreaming, and working at not thinking (thanks Yuri).

Using a serpentine run-on sentence, Billy Donald introduces Morex Optimo to the readership at Music Dish, in what could be seen as a devious, literary device used to allude to the fact that so much of our music is also like a convoluted run-on sentence intended perhaps as a kind of psycho-tropic incantation in the face of our own redundancy, the need to leave signs, the desire to be loved, and the deeper need to love — all of which is best expressed through fractures; false acts of recognition; commitments to rituals which never let you know whether they are hollow or not, or efficacious, or not; and, of course, recursive “in” jokes about grammar (no, not that last one) that kind of eat the serpent’s tail, if you know what I mean (and I think you do).

>>Billy Donald reviews Morex Optimo