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The first time I heard Frank McGinnis, or Time Travels as he goes by now, I had randomly skipped ahead to a track on his album that was both vivid and fucking intense. It surprised the fucking shit out of me in a way I don't remember any other artist doing. All at once he portrayed this innocently transparent musician who is both haunted and inspired by his surroundings and experiences, and it touched me in places no one's been since before I gave up Catholicism for just not being a fucking asshole and striving to be a decent muthafucker. This time, Time Travels, or Francis McGinnis as I calls hims, on this his cover of the Pretty Woman soundtrack standout King of Wishful Thinking, will do all of the following: disarm you with his raw "I...

Teen Wolf was a movie that always made me want to own a milk truck. I mean, I've had my peeps dancin' on my car roofs in the past, but being up so high and being so visible to the community would make le roof dancing all the more impressionable upon the peoples. The championship game scene in any 80's movie is always the most dramatic, and Michael J. Fox's performance during Teen Wolf was no exception. It was filled with slow motion cut scenes, missed shots, the fat guy from Pee Wee's Big Adventure, and one of those truly inspiring soundtrack additions that made you want to wrestle Matthew Modine. Then there's Wes Restless. It is a crime that this dude is relatively unknown outside of Chicago, but his work with Dynamic Vibrations, The Gent$, The Jordan...

Gashcat, and this month's submission for Pop Cultures Collide, As the World Falls Down, represents everything we set out to accomplish with the original idea of pop cultures collide. Taking the Aqua Net sheen of David Bowie's classic song from the soundtrack of the nightmares and wet dreams of our youth in the movie Labyrinth, and pairing them with the barefoot wonder of Gashcat: this song is absolutely perfect. Perfect for PCC. Perfect to swallow up that last bit of summer before the frost starts inching its way up your inseam to force-hibernate your fucking balls up near your throat. Listen to what a few of us think to be the best Pop Cultures Collide submission yet. And if Gashcat is...

In National Lampoon's Vacation Clark Griswald was all middle aged sexual regrets. His son's gingerfied sexual frustrations were only heightened in the second film's escapades. Rusty's European Tour would have contained more action if he wore fewer berets and followed the sexual sonic lead of this month's Pop Culture Collide contributor, Kotomi. Covering The Power Stations Some Like It Hot Kotomi cranks up her electro haunt sound to new levels of digital dalliance that would have honeymooning newlyweds banging over some croissants at breakfast. Yes Russ, Kotomi is totally gonna pork you. A Word From Kotomi I was on a plane to Europe, and I fell into a deep ambien-induced slumber. I imagined myself dancing...

For some time SYFFAL has been looking to involve the bands that we love to a greater extent on our site. Topless photos of rappers, favorite lox recipes (HI EL-P!) and chortle-inspiring interviews are swell, but we wanted to give our readers added inspiration to peep our naughty bits on a regular basis. We all love cover songs. While we might not want to see a shit bar band playing She Talks To Angels, the familiar embrace factor is apparent, and you probably already know that SYFFAL loves pop culture. Our writing is knee deep in nostalgic hoopla and retro porn references. So... what if we asked our favorite bands to record a cover of their favorite theme song from tv shows/movies/cartoons/video games/etc... from our past? People are drawn to nostalgia. We're drawn to great fucking music...