Tuesday, December 14, 2010

The Gerogerigegege - Tokyo Anal Dynamite



Yo team here is HUDSON P. HUDSON HUDSON again talking vomit and shit.

ok you overwhelmingly grotesque sons/daughters of no one, i welcome you again to another informative and hilarious blog posting by big chief lawson

OH WAIT I TRICK YOU HAHA IT IS ACTUALLY HUDSON P. HUDSON HUDSON aka mr. chip-in.

on this installment of the rapidly multiplying guest series i provide here? yep, you guessed it,

THE GEROGERIGEGEGE'S 'TOKYO ANAL DYNAMITE'

now, i'm tempted to just write;

'see title. you can find this on google extremely easily.'

but that wouldn't be PROFESSIONAL in the mould of previous posts by bloggers everywhere. so i will write a few paragraphs then, ok? ok. ok i will write them. just for you.

the gerogerigegege (which roughly translates to 'throwing up and shitting at the same time') are one of the most confounding musical projects in the history of masterbation. formed by juntaro in the mid-80's, they are known mostly for their harsh noise releases (one of them being this one, i suppose) but they have a variety of records which touch upon many themes.

like for example consider their seminal 1985 release 'this is shaking box music: you are noisemaker', an empty box. you provide the cassettes (it can fit 100), then shake it.

also, consider their outrageous 1993 ep called 'night', with one side being the sounds of a guy doing a massive shit and the other being the sounds of a blowjob.

conceptually, the gerogerigegege embody everything i desire from rock and roll; a willingness to push the boundaries of what 'music' is, an insane desire to offend and challenge, a pre-occupation with superficially inane topics, like shitting and that juntaro is a crossdresser and that they occasionally had an old man masterbate on stage while operating a vacuum cleaner.

so, with all this context, what then of 'tokyo anal dynamite', a release considered by many to be not only the most 'accessable' gero release but also considered their finest? well, really, it sounds exactly like its title. it's 75 tracks (in 36 minutes) of noise assault, a barrage of sound against the senses, the only recognisable message to the ears being the introduction to each track;

(track title), ONE TWO THREE FAUH!

commence the attack.

when listening to it the first time, i've noticed many people, including mr. blogwriter, react the same way. it's harsh noise yeah, but because of the sheer ridiculousness of the count-ins, it results in laughter. and that's fine, that's ok.

however, this release is close to my heart for another reason. like i said before, it encapsulates everything that i expect good rock and roll music to be; existing as a mixture between sexiness and danger, not giving a complete shit about anything except EXISTING in that very moment and

an old man masterbating while operating a vacuum cleaner while a crossdressering maniac yells ridiculous stuff and bangs around.

this is basically perfect.

japanese ultra shit band awaits you. go forth and be stunned.

also i hope racoons maul your sense of decency. why not after listening to this album you go gargle on some unwashed balls, you festy little minx.

HUDSON P. HUDSON HUDSON

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