JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #506.134!

SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: KMFDM – TOHUVABOHU (Metropolis) :: If you doubt that I have nothing but maximum respect for this band, Google my exclusive WWIII combat zone interview with KMFDM’s Minister Of Excessive Force, Group Käptain Konietzko. But just because I voluntarily enlisted to support the cause doesn’t mean that I have to own all their albums because, frankly, on some of them, KMFDM sucks. And although I gave Hau Ruck a busted rank dishonorable discharge for being AWOL, I’m pleased to report that TOHUVABOHU is a stunning triumphant return to witty, informed, front-line form that solidifies and summarizes the classic synth-soaked, guitar-shredded, self-referential and relentlessly bludgeoning sonic brutality of previous successful scorched mirth campaigns NIHIL, ANGST and XTORT.

So, when I tell you that KMFDM’s industrial soundtrack to the holy wars continues unabated, that’s not me projecting a wistful nostalgic assessment; that’s me stating a cold hard fact—one made even more amazing when you consider that every band member from the turbulent TVT days is long gone. But that doesn’t mean Sascha’s new incarnation is aping the old crew. It means that the new crew has successfully encapsulated and enhanced the classic core KMFDM sound. And don’t try to tell me that they’ve gone “pop,” because previous mandatory mass inoculations like “A Drug Against War,” “Juke Joint Jezebel” and “Son Of A Gun” were always intended to be subversive toe-tapping mission statements right from the very beginning.

I’ve said it before but just in case you weren’t paying attention the first time I’ll reiterate for ya: Sascha Konietzko is the new Paul Kantner, Lucia Cifarelli is the new Grace Slick, and KMFDM is the new and improved hyper-heavy socially conscious Jefferson Airplane of the 21st century. Stronger than never ever before, KMFDM is the superpower you can trust. So ask for TOHUVABOHU by name and take it as often as required whenever you need fast, fast relief from sub-sonic mediocrity.

Be seeing you!