Happy Family
Toscco

 Oh no, keyboardist Morimoto-san, you won't fool me! Even a deaf person would understand that you've studied all the albums by Magma and I bet those by the defectors Zao as well! Besides, your bassist Tatsuya Miyano on odd days plays in a Kobaian cover band called Mekanik Kommandoh, and then everything is clear. But there's the guitarist Takahiro Izutani's passion for Fripp and King Crimson, so the issue gets complicated...So how to define you? Zeuhl, prog avant-garde, jazz-metal rock, chamber punk music ?!? All I know is you go all out, you're menacing with those white shirts and black ties, you're as frightening as an impending danger, but it's unclear what/where it might be coming from, just like a fifty-meter monster suddenly appearing in the city streets, spreading anxiety during the nightlife.

 For example, the twelve minutes of "The Sushi Bar" make you spin like a top trying to understand which angle to grasp this music from that starts with the strumming of classical piano until it pulls along the fretless bass: this guitar has a jazz mood! No wait, now it's a funky with a Zappa-like vibraphone and... damn, this drummer Keichi Nagase is really good (as if he were Bill Bruford!) and his drumming unleashes the monster: metallic riffs and space effects between Gong and Hawkwind that fade into a dreamlike acoustic waltz.

 Uncle Frankie forgive them because they know what they're doing!!! For another twelve minutes "The Three Leaves Insect" is a schizoid man of the twenty-second century dotted with heavy metal guitar solos and keyboard runs on a terrifying rhythmic carpet. The right groove to accompany the advance of the mesomorphic giant who brandishes seven kilos of penis in a nickel anticorrosive alloy, ejaculating on buildings splashes of herbicides, sulfuric acid, Loctite glue, and ethylbenzene.

 Only instrumental compositions rich in ideas and executed terrifyingly well: in 1997, the monsters are four and have almond-shaped eyes. Impressive.