1971

Namely, the first track name "Bukkowareta Boku" is "Myself Broken In Pieces" in English. The frontman Masao's aggressive keyboard solo could be goin' too fast to stop, and as though it crashed through the audience - my honest impression. Hiroshi's vocal is not only aggressive but also rampant and desperate, like Boz in King Crimson's Earthbound - this voices can lead us to a brave new world named DATETENRYU - Cool Flying Dragon! This strongest energy can be heard in the next "Harugeshiki", with more rampant (but rigidly steady and somewhat attractive) rhythm section by Yosһitaka's rumblin' drums and Hiroshi's deep bass. Exactly they seems to give rise to a thunder storm of improvised and non-traditional psychedelic sounds. Kyoto, Japan is a traditional city with lots of temples or idols indeed, but their energetic plays may blow this tradition and conventional atmosphere easily away I imagine? The three or four liberal intellectuals can do so. "Doromamire" is really their living way and the masterpiece ... the sound quality, remixing, and even their playing itself are not good but suitable for the word encourager. Their soundscape can sometimes float up and sometimes sink down, with lots of brilliant noises and dirty earaches around them. Please you easily imagine how the audience might feel. Through a weird terrorvision "Part-4", we can rush with them into the last irresponsible and apathetic song "Abuku No Aji". Hiroshi's slipshod voices are cool but warm, yeah why cannot we enthuse ourselves over this album, and these terrific stuffs?

Bottoms up for a Japanese pride.