The peaceful madness of five anointed British musicians resurfaces in a canon of fourteen songs welding advanced, echoic rock with down-to-earth lyrics. Mezzamorphis is the refined or concentrated essence of delirious?, music that blurs where Cutting Edge worship stops, and where a new unbridled sonic force begins. "The Mezzanine Floor" and "Heaven" might be mistaken as merely updated odes to the sweet by-and-by; in reality, the former speaks of a realm between the struggle of earth and an eternal destination reached "through the sinners door." War is waged on "Heaven," as the devil affects a loss of innocence, yet our bloody King has already won the holy war. With a joyous synth harmony and rhythmical structure, "Follow" serenades with the sweetest of songs. Track four is indeed rock "Bliss," what with it's aberrating assault on complacency, finding hope in blind faith and waking a dormant electric zeal surpassing all of d:'s past work. "Beautiful Sun" basks in a deep message of knowing intimacy, realizing His favor: "I should have nothing ~ But I have it all." Seeming eager to relate, the momentous spirit of "Metamorphis" throws off synthesized opinion and cynicism in light of an inward freedom. It is here I must note what a personal experience Mezzamorphis is for me; when Martin soars upward in his frequent song-ending spontaneity, I soar. When Stu G or Tim fall into a minor key of solo modulation, I fall. Admittedly, this could be the product of an obsession with d:, but I believe no one is exempt from hearing the glory of Mezza. With a classic Brit rock undercurrent, "See the Star" breaks through to a hope found in inexorable passion. A cut not complete without seeing the music video, "Gravity" pulls and twists a substantial point of searching for a purposeful calling. Sympathetic and moving, Mezza's lone love song comes alongside the listener, offering "It's OK" to gently cry with and not preach at those hurting. Again, the actuating character of the CD shines in "Love Falls Down," inasmuch it views Heaven opening and tomorrow's dreams realized. "Blindfold"'s resolve in a chorus of utter abandon to the Most High seems almost cruel to it's heart-wrenching admission of "crawling, grabbing, breathing for the way I can see," as it was written after a tragic miscarriage. The string quartet, woven throughout the project, play into a boasting of Christ's beauty, the stunning "Kiss Your Feet." Ever-changing, yet unified, the closer "Jesus' Blood" displays an ingenious distortion, feedback and various synth effects, and the choir/Martin duel illustrates that Christ's triumph crosses generational boundaries. Oh yeah, they remake the well-known King of Fools hit in "Deeper 99," a celebratory, more Mezza-like single that we Americans are enthralled to get (despite it's clash with the new stuff). A fierce, unmistakable vein of intense rock, Mezzamorphis responds to God's promise of eternity, delirious? seeing the spiritual realm as more of a reality than shallower subjects.