Reviewed on Dusted.
Said review really stole my thunder by pointing out the appropriateness of this band's name, on a number of levels. The album title also fits: if there's two words that describe this music, they're acid and fuzz. It's distorted to the point of absurdity, overblown, overfuzzed, overloud and sort of awesome. Its all texture, like the guitar sounds themselves are tearing at the seams and spilling their splintered interior composition.
The actual riffs are pummeling, but groovy, the closest points of comparison are an even louder Boris, or a more melodic Lightning Bolt. Its basically riffy 60's garage band music, complete with organ stabs, with a sub-Polysics dose of surf, but its all turned to a hundred and eleven, with Japanese nonsense in place of the lyrics. Realize I'm not trying to be dismissive of non-English singing by calling it nonsense, its just that the vocals are usually distorted beyond understandability in any language, and there are plenty of noises that don't seem to be in a language at all. The singer's favorite is a drawled out "waow!" sound, sounding not unlike someone doing Christopher Walken on SNL. Which is a surreal angle.
There's a pantheon of Japanese noise rockers, from the Boredoms and Melt Banana, to the aforementioned Boris and Polysics, and these guys have earned their place alongside them. These guys just don't pull any punches, and sometimes that's all it takes to make me a fan 4.5/5
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