I saw this guy at a random art/music night at Super Deluxe in Ropongi and it made me feel great about getting older as a performer. This guy does for Tezuka what Coppola did for Martin Sheen’s semen in Apocalypse Now. Turns out Ichiraku Yoshimitsu is a respected jazz, fusion, rock drummer, percussionist, avant garde noise, visual terrorist whose work I had already heard on a number of Boredoms offshoot project, Omoide Hatoba’s records, over a decade ago.
In my opinion the only person with more faith invested in their own testicles and/or ovaries than the rapper is the stand-up comedian. If rapping equals storyline woven through a series of witty yet incisive rhymed set-ups and punchlines, who better to do it than a professional stand-up/comedy writer.
This guy produces the most meticulously crafted modern homewares, deftly melding pop-art with 400 year old lacquer wood techniques — all set on careful display in his own hand-built boutique in a quiet backstreet straddling Harajuku and Aoyama. He tells me he covered the walls and ceiling himself with 1,500 pure white, prefabricated melamine, square-based […]
Our latest video offering is No Show from our album, Superhappyfuntimesfriends. When I found out this old Japanese monster movie was in the public domain, I just had to fuck with it. Even though it’s trimmed down from 90 minutes to three, I don’t think the continuity of the film is that effected. The plot […]
What do ageing Japanese popstars with penchants for speed do when they’re bored of being busted for possession? They produce oddly catchy nonsensical tracks that set the dance floors of underground clubs in Tokyo on fire and pave the way for yet another shameless comeback.
Ultra Gash Inferno is one of those short manga collections that really stuck with me over the years. Think Chinese Propaganda art meets Bataille’s Story of the Eye. It’s base, grotesque, ludicrous, senseless and yet so beautiful at the same time. I finally got around to watching Suehiro Maruo’s loosely animated movie Midori (Mr. Arashi’s Amazing Freak Show — watch below), whose sub-Hanna Barberran roughness and geek love content has a likeness to the naivety and brutal yum to some of the best outsider art.
After some months of drooling over the MySpace profile pics of these stunning humans slathered in tar, feathers, noodles, paper and polka dots, I finally got to see them up close and personal in the basement of an old hospital abandoned and virtually untouched, complete with freaky Kraftwerk-esque bakelite medical equipment from the early 80s.