Fun fact: The true musical zenith was reached in 1990 by a cross-dressing homosexual Japanese man and a group of like-minded aural terrorists.Gerogerigegege, roughly translated as the sound of someone throwing up and defecating at the same time, recorded this blistering live noise rock set in a little over half an hour, totaling over seventy tracks, the longest of which stands at a towering 57 seconds.
It’s hard to tell exactly when songs begin or end, but on occasion you can hear the sound of an angry frontman screaming “ONE TWO THREE FOUR,” doing his best demented Joey Ramone impression.
The sound on this album is hard to describe. There’s a drumset, there’s the aforementioned angry frontman, and what can only be described as an unknown number of guitars playing with insane levels of feedback behind them. The band turns into one overpowering wall of sheer guitar noise, accented with snare shots and cymbal crashes. It’s unclear if the guitarists are actually playing notes, or just hitting the strings to create noise. In any case, it’s brilliant stuff—just sheer chaos, broken up into roughly-thirty second intervals.
The songs come and go at an increasingly frenetic pace. The only indication that there are actual songs being played at all is the fact that the singer actually announces a good portion of the songs, with his incoherent vocals sounding vaguely similar to the track titles. (It might be easier to understand if I spoke Japanese.)
There’s little else to say about this album, other than LISTEN TO IT. LISTEN TO IT NOW. THIS IS THE SOUNDTRACK TO MY LIFE. I WANT TO EAT, SLEEP, BATHE, WORK, STUDY, DRIVE, AND FUCK TO THIS ALBUM. SIMULTANEOUSLY. THIS IS THE SOUND OF SANITY.
