Turns out we kind of like some of the chumba and the wamba. Maybe there is more to life than pissing the night away. It really makes you realize that if you get knocked down you should get back up again.

What's better than Bono from U2? Maybe Bono from U2's son?!? Nope. Unfortunately not. 

Getting an international record deal as a teenager isn't all it's cracked up to be.

The new project by Amon Tobin works incredibly well as a cohesive piece and you should go check it out just like I'm going to check out some new mic cables so I don't keep losing signal every other time I record...

What a joy. Such a treat. All of us here at IIWT3 love good electronic music, especially when it has such good clean commercial applications. That's really what we liked about listening to Moby's discography. It wasn't conflictingly inconsistent and redundant all at the same time or anything. I myself can only hope to be half as pure and talented as the Christian vegan electronic musician that only occasionally binges on drugs and promiscuous sexual activity when it suits when it suits him that all the soundtrack supervisors know as Moby. Thank you Moby. Thank you soooooo much.

Everybody was always wondering when Tyler would chill out and grow up, but maybe he shouldn't...

Indie rock darlings team up to give us 45 minutes of weird sentimentality. 

One word: pustules. 

Jack Skellington gives us a Big Mess.