Satchmy Le Canast has contacted me, via the lost language of sampled-telegram with this exciting development in the completion of the 8th CD in the line of "PARKER STREET PAPRIKA PAP", hip-house-acid-home-rap rock series Mr. Denvin Funch himself put together with two microphones and a CB radio! (This stuff is weird, so bear with us, guys!) -


"After my sister finishes our first album cover (procured and produced under the staircase of the Clear Brook cafeteria), we will not only be in (on) EZ-STREET, but one SKITTLES wrapper poorer! These budgets don't funnel into themselves!"

He gazed off from a crashed-car, shattered glass window, taking a large sip of his Franzia Boxed Wine, putting his pocket-watch case to dab his aviator goggles and continued,

"You see, when I started the Mastchmo Satchreys, I had a vision. A self-synthesized, LSD-25 surveyed vision. I'm not just an innovator, sampler-artist or pathetic child who honed the great west with one bass grenade and toothpick. I'm a Dynasty. A Family Matter. A Zoey 101, if you will...."

For a second, the great Pathmo Masklit trailed off, slamming an sp-303 pad triggering a gunshot eight times and began cackling wildly.

Only then, did he disappear, pilfering every sound that this room (his (my) garage) into his magical Sample-box-toy, leaving only a faint whisper that resonated upon the walls. "THE NEW ALBUM... IS FINISHED. IT WAS WITHIN YOU ALL ALONG".

Be on the look at for Flasklight Satchits and Samlamasks and their (his) hit (4 myspace hits) record (mp3), "DIAMOND DIRT AND THE DIAMOND DUST".

Oh, what a man!