Born approximately 2200 years ago, as the result of an alchemical experiment gone awry, DJ Stoa persists into present-day Reality, intent on spreading mild levels of annoyance, funk, grief and /facepalmatude. Wielding ancient powers, Stoa casts a pall of Cheese & Lame over the virtual landscapes of the Internets, feeding off of the indignation engendered by his trickery. Ancient tales warn of speaking in the presence of Stoa, for fear that he would sample you and imbed your words out of context into a song, without you express written or verbal consent. Pop-culture, as we see it today, appears to be a fertile environ for Stoa and his musical meanderings, providing rich and plentiful fodder for his wicked machines. Slowly, the weeds and brambles grow and spread, and all across the shapeforme world of the Internet, sighs are heavy, eyes-roll and palms slowly lift to faces.