Tuesday 24 April 2012

Hijokaidan - Ferocity of Practical Life 12", Fourth Dimension Records FDTEN56

I like noise because is a pure form of art and 100% pure music experimentation. In my opinion is one of the most revolutionary forms of art against the modern way of living. The other very amazing thing is that either you love it or hate it, nothing in between.

Ferocity of Practical Life is a very nice EP from the Japanese noise pioneers Hijokaidan, with Masami Akita of Merzbow responsible for the drums.




Hi quality traditional Japanese noise. No other comments.

If you like noise, enjoy.

If not, don't even bother to press the play button. Just wait for my new post :-)



Hijokaidan - Ferocity of Practical Life side A by AbyssMariner

Sunday 15 April 2012

Snog - Third Mall From The Sun, Hymen Records ¥401

Snog are one of the very few bands that the Australian continent has raised, and by far one of the most experimental acts ever. Their music, although they started with pure industrial roots is spanning across I.D.M., Downtempo, Dance, 60's folk music, Electro, Trip Hop, Ambient and many many other genres I can't recall, blending them in a way that you wouldn't believe it can happen if you haven't heard something similar. And of course, there's nothing similar to Snog!

All these are combined with the notorious lyrics of David Thrussel (and his amazing vocals), which are filled with an extreme cynical and critical view of modern life, commercialism, capitalism and globalisation. I have never seen any other band writing lyrics which hit directly to the heart of today's problematic society, which is not all the things mentioned, but us who allowed this to happen. Cynicism is spread around every album, from song titles to artwork, with the best being the cover of their last album titled "The Last of the Great Romantics", showing a perfectly clean computer cluster room...Here however I will not present their latest creation, but one of their mid era masterpieces...



 You wake in the morning, but you're hard to find
A look in the mirror, what you've left behind
You go to your job, or you wander around
There's plenty of stuff, but nothing to be found

You're a late twentieth century
Postmodern refugee
A late twentieth century
Postmodern tragedy





One cannot forget to always add their first hit which is an all-time masterpiece