Missing himself, I gather, has re-located to Germany (the band even has its own MySpace page these days, which somewhat defangs its notorious insurrectionist mystique just a wee bit). But I'm now seeing the graffito newly appearing on ATM machines, phone booths and brick walls. Inspired by same, I pulled out my old copies of MF releases like Demise and Ignore the White Culture (their best album, however '1933' remains seemingly unattainable on compact disc) – and found them to be just as thrillingly (If disturbingly) unlistenable as they were back then. For a fleeting moment, Missing Foundation captured the neurosis-fueled imagination of the city when some newscaster cast the band as a Satanic cult of riot-starting squatters. While parts of that colorful mythology are rooted in fact (they did instigate the odd riot), I doubt Missing Foundation really posed that much of a viable threat to the fabric of society. I'm sure they'd bitterly disagree with me on that point. Perhaps to Missing's mind, his prophecies are coming true.