I AM SPOONBENDER
Sender/Receiver (Mint)
Reviewed by John Sekerka

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A washed out polaroid features four sterile models (a la Kraftwerk robots) on cushy airplane seats. And it ain't in an airplane. I Am Spoonbender is trying to fuck with my head, but I stay strong. Envisioning an insightful lecture by Uri Geller, I instead am bombarded with a faceless, techno landscape of synth noodling and computerized beats. An obvious but feeble effort at brainwashing. My brain is clean damn it! Yes, the plastic sounds form a haunting and inviting collage, especially when the culprits kick out some pretend rawk jams (as Man ... Or Astro-man? are apt to these days), but a coupla pops of Tylenol see me through. My dream state shatters at the realization that I Am Spoonbender will indeed take over the planet, for I am strong but you are not.

© 2000 - John Sekerka