CITY CALLS REVOLUTION

Let me say - for me, there are two sorts of psychedelic progressive rock. One is what I listen to for some comfort or relaxed mind, and another is for getting more active and more powerful - a musical charger as it is said. GREEN MILK FROM THE PLANET ORANGE, a power play, is of course the latter.

As said about Jaapnese psychedelic bands, GREEN MILK FROM THE PLANET ORANGE's musical style on City Calls Revolution is the garage rock flavour of MARBLE SHEEP blended with the spacey innovation of ACID MOTHERS TEMPLE. Aside from just the beginning of the first track Concrete City Breakdown, mellow and hypnotic spelling of a keyboard solo, here is exactly a lump of fuzzy, noisy, hardy guitar and active, aggressive, cumulative drums and percussion. Obsucure voices and whispers and shouts can make their sounds more violent and more incoherent - sorry that I cannot understand Dead K's voices, not only English words but Japanese ones, but his voices should be a real violent instrument itself, especially the Japanese shouts like a leftist movement or proclamation in the latter part of the Concrete City Breakdown. Who cares what they said in the track - everything active, everything powerful, and everything violent is okay for us 'depressed listeners'. (Um, in this sense, the beginning of fragile keyboard sounds would be heard like an weird opening act. ) OMGS is characterized by an intense battle between a speedy guitar and strengthened drums. Fiercely terribly terrific with violent shouts added! Demagog is exactly a psychedelic grind core as from Earache label.

And, contrary to the previous tracks, the longest laidback jam session A Day in the Planet Orange gets started unnoticed. Slowly stoner / shoegaze and strongly persistent riffs by all instruments including crazy chorus are immediately erosive and comfortably itchy bitchy. An earachy and deeply dignified guitar solo in the second third of the track should be kickin' knockin' us "tired listeners" and makin' us active and aggressive immediately. The last third part is, I consider, surely "lingering imagery" or "subtle overtones" with exploded violence once again at last. Why don't we get powerful and intensive with bein' immersed by this volcanic work?

Sadly, absolutely sadly, GREEN MILK FROM THE PLANET ORANGE has suspended their activity - we may not gain their power anymore.