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Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Thank you.
Current mood: optimistic

Dearest Autobeat Allies,

After 8 years of making music together, Optimus Rhyme is calling it quits.  We have had a glorious time battling those evil Wackacon forces and now feel our mission is complete.  Thank you for coming to the shows, buying our albums, spreading the Autobeat Gospel, and, again, coming to the shows.  Meeting many of you in clubs across the country was unforgettable and we hope to cross paths again.
 
We have a final batch of songs that we will have out by year's end.  We'll keep you posted on when and where you can find them.  In the meantime, come celebrate the finale with us at the High Dive in Seattle (513 N 36th St G, Seattle, WA 98103  (206) 632-0212) this Thursday night, August 28th.  We will be sharing the stage with longtime friends The Goondocks, the Godfather of Nerdcore MC Frontalot, and heir apparent Beefy.  Doors at 8pm, music at 9pm. 
 
xoxo,
grimROCK, Powerthighs, Stumblebee, & Wheelie Cyberman

Currently listening :
Against All Odds
By Original Soundtrack
Release date: 1990-10-17

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Saturday, July 26, 2008

10th Generation

Greetings AutoBeat Allies!

Dub Siziscor here, reporting from Cyphertron once again. I just posted a new song called 10th Generation with my side project, SuperCommuter. If you haven't checked it out yet, go here to download at will:

http://www.myspace.com/supercommuter

In other news, Optimus is shaking off the dust and playing a show with an all-star cast of super-skilled nerds at the High Dive on August 28th. Check out the Upcoming Shows link for more details.

Cheers!

Wheelie C.

Currently listening :
Good Time Blues
By The Boys from Indiana
Release date: 2006-04-25

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Thursday, May 22, 2008

Report from Cyphertron

Greetings AutoBeat Allies!

It's the first Outgoing Transmission of 2008, and Earth June is rapidly approaching. Where does the time go? To our positronic pathways, it's a drop in the bucket. A mere twinkle in the eye of the Imperial Queen.

Optimus Rhyme hit the underground lair in late 2007, and recorded an EP that will be mixed, mastered, and disseminated in the coming months. With that task completed, and Wackacon scouts rendered void of energy or altogether devastated, OR hit the rewind button on the classic Voltron formation and set out on solo paths of self discovery.

Conveyor Belt Wordsmith Wheelie Cyberman encountered Stenobot in a secluded section of ultra-upper class Cyphertron, and recruited engineer extraordinaire Tron Juan to produce a new album under the moniker Supercommuter. The first song is available to download now at:

http://www.myspace.com/supercommuter

Kicks & crashes composer Grimrock hit hyper drive and enjoyed the pleasures of deep space before blessing Seattle rockers Safer with his metromaniacal input. Ever prolific, Grimrock and Safer have a new album set to drop in June, with a CD release party at Mars Bar in Seattle. Hear it here:

http://www.myspace.com/safer

Bass Theorist Stumblebee has hacked into the data center of the Queen herself, and virtually colocated himself in the heart of the information infiniway. The cerebral cels pulse with potency, while the fingers still move across the simple stretched strings of Earth instruments. Under the alter ego LEIGH3, Stumblebee rants and raves of twist-top wine and gingerbread men. Enjoy it here:

http://www.myspace.com/leigh3rocks

Axe Manipulation Specialist Powerthighs purged his homeworld datacenter, using the defragmented segments to fuel dozens of melodic initiatives based on fractal harmonics. The result is instant fame in the Z79 solar system, and a lucrative contract with Group E records. Expect much more from Powerthighs as the leader of a newly formed thinktank, the name of which is highly classified.

Happy summertime allies.

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Saturday, February 16, 2008

lyrics! who’s writing these words?!
Current mood: amorous
Category: Life

allies!

long time, no post.  a friend just turned us on to this link to a lot wheelie's lyrics...

http://lyricwiki.org/Optimus_Rhyme

can't vouch that they are all right; i deal in sticks and things.

be good,

grimROCK

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Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Sick Day Lyrics

Greetings Allies! Here's another batch of words for you to chomp on ...

Sick Day

 

It was 1974. Young AutoBeat roll out the factory door.

Fresh, clean, yeah man not a scratch. Indianapolis, initial dispatch.

First 13 years, I just sat back. Soaked up culture, learned how to rap.

Cut my teeth on a crew called Brain Sand, with some humans Adam B was my man.

But me? No I had to be warming up. Hit B-Town, started forming up.

A crew that definitely tore it up – Showermast, that band that'd bump your rump.

But all good things gotta die sometime. Transferred where there ain't no sunshine.

Hooked up with these AutoBeat allies, knew we were like minded after one line.

One night man yo I knew we had work. Lost one beat junkie, I'm through with that jerk.

Step back, it's a red alert. I'm not kiddin'.

Get in any motor vehicle that you can fit in.

Sit in any seat in the emergency position.

Alignment AutoBeat, we make it happen man. No wishin'.

 

I'm just another dude on just another stage

In yet another city part of a bigger state and

There's a billion shows goin' down every day so

Whatcha gonna do man?

Stand here and say that

There's a lotta rappers fillin' the void,

A lotta hot groups out there makin' noise.

Every single night man there's a billion choices.

You're here now so raise your voices.

You're here now so raise your voices.

You're here now so raise your voices.

 

I hate it when I gotta get up when it's dark. I'm too tired and I just wanna sleep in.

Start thinkin' I might have a cough. Think my boss would believe it?

This weekend I did a lotta drinking. My voice sounds deep so it just might fly.

I start thinking that I just might try. Clear my throat. *ahem* Hi.

This is Andrew Hart, I'm not feelin' too well. I think I've got the flu but I really can't tell.

My voice is all scratchy and it's startin' to swell, and well, you know I might be contagious.

It feels like that it's in the early stages. My girl had it now I think I've got it.

Stay home man. Awe yeah dude bought it.

Hook, line and sinker man they never even fought it.

It's time to get the sleep restarted, cuz hey. I'm really not prepared to begin this day.

I was up last night at show too late, with too many drinks and too much smoke

And I wasn't even rappin', I was just layin' low. Hold up, I gotta get the cell phone.

Hello? It was thighs, talkin' real fast. All I made out? It just dumped at the pass.

 

I'm just another dude on just another stage

In yet another city part of a bigger state and

There's a billion shows goin' down every day so

Whatcha gonna do man?

Stand here and say that

There's a lotta rappers fillin' the void,

A lotta hot groups out there makin' noise.

Every single night man there's a billion choices.

You're here now so raise your voices.

You're here now so raise your voices.

You're here now so raise your voices.


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Friday, October 26, 2007

Some songs write themselves …
Current mood: chipper

MC Chipmunk

We know how you feel about these opening bands and

You think that they're leechin' and stealin' your fans man

That's a loser move, dude we all need support.

MC Chipmunk's comin' up short.


We met a little rapper that's so damn cute.

He's got these chubby little cheeks, stands three-foot-two.

We call him Chipmunk, cause his voice is squeaky too.

And we he said he smokes weed, dude he lied to you.

And he doesn't guzzle Robitussin, doesn't do most of the stuff he raps about,

Yaps about telling kids to track him down

After the show in the parking lot.

Cause that's where he says he likes to spark his pot.

Then his fans find out that he just talks a lot.

He's like a little puppy dog that likes to bark a lot

And never bite. Except for the songs that he writes

And every piece of culture he regurgitates and cites.

It's amazing – watch him walk out and press play

 On the Gummi Bears soundtrack, and blow the crowd away.

But I gotta say, this kid is smarter than he looks.

I bought his CD, started singing all his hooks.

We played a couple shows and I guess he got the upper hand

Because he tricked us into thinking that he was a decent man.

He was all smiles – laughing, joking, slapping hands.

He even said he was a fan as he hopped inside his van, but –

That's typical for MC Chip. He's a hypocritical little twit whose face flips.

I don't trust him a bit. He's not fit for this music.

First he's not nerdcore, and now he tries to use it.

Whatever. We had some shows set up to play together

But Chipmunk stepped up and said that he would never

Want to share the stage with Optimus and promptly kicked us out.

He claimed that we left a bad taste in his mouth.

What's that all about? See Chip refuses to reveal.

Afraid to say it face to face he chooses to just squeal.

We know your sensitive Chip, but sorry listen up.

We live in Seattle, of course we think the Bears suck.


We know how you feel about these opening bands and

You think that they're leechin' and stealin' your fans man

That's a loser move, dude we all need support.

MC Chipmunk's comin' up short.

You think about you and you think you're awesome.

We watch you burning bridges so quickly and often.

Well you can be the king of your narrow-minded court.

MC Chipmunk's comin' up short.


Dear Chip. I'm sorry that I think you're a dick.

Maybe we're the ones who's a prick.

Maybe I'm the one who played PAX, and then never came back

Because my head got pumped up and big.

Do you think this might be a fact? That we're the novelty act?

That I'm the throw-away rapper with disposable tracks?

I mean, maybe I'm the one who likes to overreact.

Maybe I'm the comedian pretending to rap.

Andy maybe not.

Let's say we stop before it gets confusing.

I'm not the rapper with the big time movie.

I'm no the dude interviewed in the Times.

I'm only Wheelie Cyberman, you know from Optimus Rhyme.

The point is this. We're nowhere near as big as MC Chip

But MC Chip is nowhere near as big as what he thinks he is.

I hope he gets a million hits and finally figures that he wins.

But then it's single-player Chip, because you don't have any friends.


We know how you feel about these opening bands and

You think that they're leechin' and stealin' your fans man

That's a loser move, dude we all need support.

MC Chipmunk's comin' up short.


Megalomaniac, that's you dude. We never sit around thinkin' about you.

Don't get me wrong, yeah the song is true.

Won't let it go cause it's just too stupid.

Who's this kid with derivative music?

Ha! Chip, we wish you the best.

Climb to the top, get the most success.

Stab everybody in the back and chest.

Get what you need you snot-nosed pest.

Currently watching :
The Bridge
Release date: 12 June, 2007

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Saturday, September 29, 2007

AutoBeat Airbus Lyrics

At long last, the lyrics to AutoBeat Airbus are revealed!

AutoBeat Lifestyle.
AutoBeat allies roll, undercover bots ride in to the next rap show.
Protecting you is what we do.
Slide through the door, step out through the scene, scope enemy strongholds quickly.
Be an AutoBeat ally.
Destructive, decomposing leaks drip out dead when the enemy speaks.
Call us.
Grimrock got a bot ID'd.
To save.
Hit it at warp speed.
Your neighborhood.
That blast brought him down to his knees, chalk that up AutoBeat victory.
See you can't hear it.
Sit back, put your hand on the wheel and steer it.

Wheelie got a fax from the queen.
AutoBeat Airbus, waxed and clean.
Most badass spaceship a dude ever seen.
Move fast straight through the galaxy.
PuBotCs, well they ride for free.
A bot's got needs on a long journey.
Fat parsecs, no gasoline.
I got mad energy.

The enemy would love it just to see my specs.
Leave 'em chokin' with a broken neck.
Hopin' that they make that AirBus wreck.
Leave 'em open when the least expect.
Automated pilot, we're the most hi-tech.
Open up the trunk and release the mech.
Increase the power to the shield to protect.
I never hit eject.

AutoBeat allies sink with the ship.
Toss back drinks with a stiff upper lip.
Portable wet bar, fully equipped.
Stabilized coasters for when the bus dips.
Streak through storms, this is a five-star whip.
Hit transform and make a solar eclipse.
Top-notch robots keep things fixed.
It's the only way to travel, take it on every trip.

AutoBeat Lifestyle.
AutoBeat allies roll, undercover bots ride in to the next rap show.
Protecting you is what we do.
Slide through the door, step out through the scene, scope enemy strongholds quickly.
Be an AutoBeat ally.
Destructive, decomposing leaks drip out dead when the enemy speaks.
Call us.
Grimrock got a bot ID'd.
To save.
Hit it at warp speed.
Your neighborhood.
That blast brought him down to his knees, chalk that up AutoBeat victory.
See you can't steal it.
Sit down in the vibrating chair and feel it.

Powerthighs' duty is to drive that bus.
Wheelie keeps things clear of dust.
Grimrock handles all the customs fuss,
Cuz the Bee delivers designer drugs.
If you got a problem then come see us.
We're born leaders with the gears you can trust.
If you know a bot you gotta turn into dust.
There's no need to discuss.

We spent 15 billion on the paint alone.
Snakeskin ceiling with the inlaid bone.
The true top speed? Well it's just not known
But we hit 550 in the Red Star Zone.
No tickets, cuz it's government owned.
Not lifted cuz alarms get blown.
The logo's sewn on the flag that's flown.
It's home sweet home.

Once every year we get it upgraded.
See a lot of crap so the paint gets faded.
When we get it back, weapons upgraded.
New speakers, cockpit elevated.
Ordered up a studio, yep they made it.
98 tracks so the hooks stay baited.
Loudass back so we're anticipated.
Mac on tap so we're all irrigated.

AutoBeat Lifestyle.
AutoBeat allies roll, undercover bots ride in to the next rap show.
Protecting you is what we do.
Slide through the door, step out through the scene, scope enemy strongholds quickly.
Be an AutoBeat ally.
Destructive, decomposing leaks drip out dead when the enemy speaks.
Call us.
Grimrock got a bot ID'd.
To save.
Hit it at warp speed.
Your neighborhood.

That blast brought him down to his knees, chalk that up, AutoBeat Victory

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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

the end is nigh...
Current mood: hungry
Category: Music

autobeat allies-

it's hard to believe that another summer is drawing to a close.  many of us in the blustery pacific northwest feel it never really happened this year.  at any rate, its been a stellar season for the optimus.  we are commemorating it with a video clip from audio-beat-ally number one, jarod.  he was on hand with his awesome mics and camcorder to capture us as we went acoustic for the first time ever.  the event was a little concert at 1077 the END's beach house, and for the occasion we welcomed a new member to the family with banjo(!) in hand, Clawblaster.

Enjoy the youtube clip on our page and peep the whole set (and grimROCK's bad hair day) at...

http://youtube.com/user/alienbobz

and you can download the audio from...

http://www.archive.org/details/oprh2007-07-20.flac16

laterrr...

Currently reading :
How to Make Love Like a Porn Star: A Cautionary Tale
By Jenna Jameson
Release date: 17 August, 2004

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Friday, July 20, 2007

summa summa summa time, summa time pt 2
Current mood: thirsty
Category: Fashion, Style, Shopping

Greetings Autobeat Allies! The Bee here, eschewing puny mortal virtues like sleep and respect for my human "day" job to reach out to you, my Autobeat constituents (yes, I feel I represent you in some way akin to a senator - Stumblebee:you :: Dennis Kucinich:a resident of Vermont) in blog form, that being the avenue for today's hard hitting news items and scurrilous rumors. And oh yes, my droogbots, I have a bit of both for you today.
First let us address the news angle: Optimus has its collective pair of hands full for the remainder of summer - as you no doubt have noted duly in your dayplanners we have many shows coming up. Why in fact, one of these selfsame shows is taking place this very night! We will be gracing a venue we have not yet touched or even heard of: THE 107.7 THE END BEACH HOUSE! Situated in the Emerald City's most popular sun n' fun locale, Alki beach (where Mr. Bee purportedly saw a Mr. Vedder after seeing "Haroid and Maude" one summer night some years ago), we will be battling Mother Nature herself as that dried up old spinster showers us with... well, showers as we play a show on the deck. And we'll be on the air! I'll not bore you with details of times and addresses since as I've said surely you've already noted duly every breadcrumb of detail we in our wisdom dole out on a need to know basis. Yes yes, and don't call you Shirley.
And of course this is just the beginning of our weekend as we celebrate (perhaps "observe" is the right verb as the date is right for neither) the Anniversary of the Most Glorious Breaches Between Dimensions known as the Births (respectively) of Powerthighs and Autobeat Ally Grand Snapdragon of Promotion Business Over Broadway (B.O.B.). Saturday night our bacchanalian week's end continues with our "He Dies in Rocket School" CD release party at the Mars Bar. ALL members of Optimus will be sloshing back mass amounts of the old moloko plus this night oh my droogbots and you're sure to see a bit of the old ultra-violence when someone nabs Grimrock's hair product(s). Be sure to come for not only these attractions but also Autobeat Allies Neezie Please and the Tea Cozies (please excuse spelling mistakes, your mortal vices known as "New Belgium 1554 Enlightened Black Ale" and "snoochie boochies" are helping Stumblebee think today).
Our next show takes us to Bellingham, and the Optimus digs a road trip. We also dig a pony.
Then we have another outdoor show and PAX and PAX related festivities to keep us busy, not to mention the ever present newly blooming songs that beg for some 2" tape - more on that later...
Now onto rumors! I'll keep this part short as I have a scant 1 hour to sleep and a long day after tonight's show - but such is the short life of an Autobeat. But enough with the chit chat, you say, keep the blather short! Shorter than you know my friends... there is a hint of a rumor that certain small factions of society have a teeny problem with the Optimus. Of course we are lovers not fighters, and we wouldn't stoop so low as to name names or go headhunting. We only want a peaceful environment in which we can strum our silly little ditties and entertain the diminutive fraction of society that enjoys our creative output. These... animosities reportedly felt at least a little bit towards us strike the Optimus as hurtful and a little childish. One might expect in a short time to see something from us (exclusive Myspace release perhaps?) expressing the frustration we feel, if only to ease our troubled minds a little. You didn't hear it from the Bee.
Stay tuned and keep checking in on us (and caring), you never know when the Bee's gonna blog next!!!

Currently watching :
Short Circuit 2
Release date: 07 August, 2001

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Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Summa summa summa time, summa time pt 1
Current mood: quixotic
Category: Travel and Places

"Summa time" is indeed time to sit back and unwind Mr. Smith. Driving at 2 MPH is a little dangerous for me though, even if everyone CAN see you. And what was that homophobic bit from "Too Damn Hype" all about? YOU be quiet, Mr. Smith.
We of Optimus Rhyme are excited for our summer in the sunny funny Pacific Northwest. Our first directive takes place this Saturday June 2 at the sunny funny Yakima Valley Tech's annual outdoor rock and roll - excuse me, rock n' roll - gala called Edgefest. I't's put on by the mighty KYVT 88.5FM - THE EDGE! This is always a hell of a sunny, funny time for us (except for that fat kid one year who threatened to "beat my ass" when I was playing with the props left lying around in the "green room") and best of all its all ages so we finally get to touch - er, reach out to and affect emotionally (WITH OUR MUSIC) - today's impressionable youth, upon whom it is widely agreed the future of the nation, the world and our collective geriatric wellbeing depends. We don't get many all ages shows. We don't get a lot of outdoors shows either so if anyone from the Seattle area wants to drive 3 hours to see the sunny, funny Yakima valley and make a weekend of it next weekend would be the time. Do some camping, do some rocking. We'll be rocking regardless because we believe the children are the future, and those who like to rock will need the most attention in their formative years, e.g. this weekend in Yakima
Float like a Bee('s turd), my little friends
S.Bee


PS Gary Busey is REALLY scary as a disembodied evil soul trapped within a cigar smoking murderous gergerbread man. Truly his finest work.

Currently watching :
The Gingerdead Man
Release date: 08 November, 2005

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