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Review: Bang Bang Balloon Mini-Album

Former Megadeth guitarist Marty Friedman once said that Perfume were “the group which had the biggest influence on the Japanese music industry in 2008.” A year later and the former thrash metal man’s words still ring true – Perfume’s hyper-electro pop still looms large in 2009 thanks to the release of the well-selling Triangle, a nationwide tour and an ice cream commercial. The sheer visibility of this trio – I can’t go more than three days without stumbling across a store playing a Perfume song – shows just how far this group has come.

Osaka trio Bang Bang Balloon give a shout-out to Perfume on their MySpace page, which also boasts plenty of references to “techrock,” the group’s preferred genre. “Techrock” looks like a sub-sect of “Techpop” (Perfume’s preferred genre), implying there is some sort of “harder” aspect to Balloon’s music. The group veers closer to pop on their latest release, a self-titled mini-album, if not pure dance music. Not that there is anything wrong with that – the 25 minutes of music on there latest release is an exciting listen that takes many elements of what makes Perfume great…and expands on it.

Perfume make great music, but listen to their music long enough and a flaw becomes apparent – for pop music, this stuff isn’t very danceable. The “pack as much possible into these tunes” philosophy leads to interesting but not very danceable numbers. Instead of jumping from one good idea to the next, Bang Bang Balloon latch onto them and ride them out. The songs on this mini-album almost sound like five electronic loops save for a few flourishes in each song.

That’s hardly a problem when nearly every song here aims for crowd-pleasing dance music. Minus the chilled-out bounce of “KaeDe,” Balloon blast out propulsive dance songs drowned in electronics and never-flinching beats. Opener “Runner’s High” is an immediate standout, the beat enveloped by glowing synths that build toward an absolutely massive chorus. Even better is “Am I Free,” which opens with warbling synths before shifting into a Postal Service-worthy flurry of bloops and beeps. It lasts nearly six minutes and takes no major left turns, but remains entrancing the entire time.

Balloon’s secret weapon, though, is lead singer ecco. Her vocals at first seem like just a nice bow to put on the electronics underneath, just another layer. However, her singing adds a huge dash of humanity to the CD – ecco’s voice carries equal parts enthusiasm and ennui, making this mini-album much deeper than what one would expect from a techno-pop affair. Her voice undergoes heavy Vocoderring on every track, but unlike the robot-perfectness of Perfume or T-Pain, Balloon’s vocal experimentation sounds much more rough – ecco sounds like she caught in waves of static and wants to break out. This combination of pretty and patchy come together to make the choruses for “Runner’s High,” “Am I Free?” and “Tribal Star” absolute knockouts brimming with catchiness and feeling.

As the electronic-heavy pop sound becomes more and more popular (and thus a cash-in), it’s refreshing that Bang bang Balloon are taking parts of the sound and dropping them into a dance-heavy context to create something genuinely exciting. Coupled with their absolutely energetic live show, Balloon are pushing the idea of techno-pop into exciting but still fun directions. This mini-album offers a brief but thrilling glance at a group to keep your eyes on.

I have no idea how you can get your hands on Bang Bang Balloon’s mini-album outside of their live shows. Their official website might have some info…if you know Japanese.

Live Report: Tokyo Pinsalocks, Hosome, Dracaena, Bang Bang Balloon, Sugar ‘N’ Spice

Knave Osaka
Knave Osaka

Less than 30 people came out for this show on October 10 at Osaka’s intimate Knave music hall. It ranked mighty high on my all-time “small audience” concert list, and there were a few moments where an impromptu beer run could leave more people on stage than on the floor. As far as I’m concerned, everyone else in this city was missing out (or maybe they couldn’t find the venue…took me an hour-and-a-half), as this show featured artists from disparate genres putting on great live performances. Especially impressive given the small turnout.

Sugar 'N' Spice
Sugar 'N' Spice

Osaka’s own Suger ‘N’ Spice opened the show playing straight up rock ‘n’ roll. The all-girl group’s songs seemed indebted to late ’60s, early ’70s rock, the type that does all it can not to be labeled “pop” but still isn’t remotely “heavy.” One tune featured a bridge that sounded downright “Mississippi Queen”-ish. This band doesn’t mess around – verses, catchy chrous, some guitar fuzz, rinse, repeat.

Sugar 'N' Spice
Sugar 'N' Spice

It’s tough to knock Sugar ‘N’ Spice on sticking to what they know when they do it so well. The group’s performance at Knave was constantly upbeat and, yes, rockin,’ the band pushing out slabs of hooky guitar-centric prettiness. Sugar ‘N’ Spice studied up on how to write enjoyable rock, and showcase it well live. This not-original-but-who-cares-it-sounds-great style, coupled with lead singer Kyao’s vocals, brings to mind Heavenly, whose pretty indie-pop wasn’t groundbreaking but sounded damn good anyway. Plus, these four definitely seemed to be having a ball on-stage, smiling and laughing while diving into guitar-solos and just generally being, if you’ll pardon sports cliche, happy to be out there.

Sugar 'N' Spice
Sugar 'N' Spice

Bang Bang Balloon came onto the dark (too dark to take pictures, sorry gang) stage wearing light-up glasses, rings and necklaces, making the Osaka trio look like a very low budget Daft Punk behind there assorted keyboards and electronics. Balloon bill themselves as a “techrock band,” dropping them in the same category as androids like capsule and Perfume who vocoder the hell out of their voices and submerge themselves in a sea of electronics. This label seems a little off since they sometimes bust out a guitar and their sound veers less towards “pop” and more pure house. There music thrives on never-pausing synths and beats, seemingly made with the club in mind from the get-go.

The old stereotype goes that nothings more boring than live techno music – who wants to watch a dude hunched over his iBook clicking buttons? Balloon transcend this by being absolute sparkplugs on stage. Silly blinking outfits aside, the two guys handling most of the electronic duties (Ize Mac and Gun-Hiroshi) play part-DJ, part hypeman, bouncing around nearly non-stop while motioning for the crowd to lose it. Then there’s vocalist ecco. She flails around the front of the stage like a DIY pop star while belting out the type of huge vocals that sound absolutely life-affirming over a killer techno cut ala Alice Deejay. Balloon never just plays electro-rock – they get swept up in it and hope the crowd jumps in too.

Dracaena
Dracaena

Chock this one up to bad pacing. Sandwiched between the techno dance-party of Bang Bang Balloon and the frantic insanity of Hosome, Dracaena‘s slow dream-rock just felt like a good intermission. Not entirely the band’s fault – the second half of their set featured some pretty slow-burners that seemed to subtly change and build towards something. The first few songs, though, just ended up going nowhere, content to dance around the same idea for five minutes at a time. My impression of Dracaena would be far more positive if they’d opened the show, but after two rather high-energy acts they seemed like a complete downer.

Hosome
Hosome

Hosome, meanwhile, were all uppers. Imagine if the Fiery Furnaces played math rock, were signed to Warp, and they had nearly no patience and access to all the caffeine pills they could eat. This four-piece blasts out fragments of songs and pieces them together to form highly abrasive blankets of sound that shoot from accessible guitar rock to walls of noise to more downtempo electro-bits in the blink of an eye.

Hosome
Hosome

This restless precision translates to their live show, as the band spazzed out all over the Knave stage but always made sure to hit their always-looming cues. There were very few moments where the crowd could clap along or even nod their heads to the music, and the few chance opportunities to do so vanished as quickly as they came. Hosome’s set lasted twenty minutes, but it was twenty of the most exhilarating minutes of music I’ve seen in a long time.

Tokyo Pinsalocks
Tokyo Pinsalocks

Veteran outfit Tokyo Pinsalocks headlined the evening. This (surprise) Tokyo trio plays a sort of electro-pop rooted in ’80s new wave. Tokyo Pinsalocks churn out very intriguing electro-noises and craft them into enjoyable pop featuring some very catchy choruses. Having to follow some truly forward-thinking acts made Tokyo Pinsalock’s set seem a little pedestrian in comparison…but it also showcased a confident group who let the well formed music do all the talking. They were the most experienced group on the bill (having formed back in 2000), and it showed onstage. Plus, the drummer’s headphones were awesome looking.

Tokyo Pinsalocks
Tokyo Pinsalocks

Report: Tone Flakes Special 3rd Anniversary Party Osaka

Wednesday
Wednesday

Disclaimer: I do not own a high quality camera, thus these photos aren’t top notch. If you started a fund to get me an SLR, I wouldn’t object.

I have no idea where Flake Records is or even what kind of music they actually sell, but based on their special “Tone Flakes Special” show at Osaka’s Sun Hall Saturday night I’m guessing they offer an “electic” selection. The six artists showcased ranged from laid-back “indie” rock to verging on hardcore to, uh, party rap. Then there was Cubismo Grafico Five, who jumped between four or five genres all their own and stole the show.

Love and Hates
Love and Hates

I rambled on earlier in the week about how I couldn’t decide whether Love and Hates were ironic trash or more focused than I gave them credit for. After seeing them live, I can safely say it doesn’t matter because these two put on one tireless show. Despite coming out in mismatched legwarmers, Love and Hates were very serious about putting on a breathless performance – they bounced around stage and rushed into the crowd like two over-caffeinated kids who had all-day to practice. Love and Hates did show off some instrumental chops by busting out kazoo, slide whistle, melodica and a squeaky toy (!). Most importantly, they had a good grasp on using the cowbell, which makes any music fifty percent more danceable. They also had a child-like obsession with throwing up the middle finger, which was endearing. Love and Hates half-assed nothing and put on a fun live show I wouldn’t miss out on.

Twee Grrrls Club
Twee Grrrls Club

Love and Hates’ also are part of the Twee Grrrls Club DJ unit who handled between-set music for the night. True to their name, the song selection veered towards indie-pop with The Pains of Being Pure At Heart, Vampire Weekend, The Drums and so on. Twee Grrrls even had their own mini-dance party going on in the corner, impressive considering Love and Hates earned the right to rest after their set.

Wednesday
Wednesday

Wednesday’s sound can best be summed up by the dance a group of girls were doing throughout the set – a hybrid of the Lindy Hop and a shimmy, it seemed ripped out of some bygone era. The trio’s music features verses but you’d be forgiven if you ignored them in favor of the big, bright choruses the group excels at. The lead guitarist and bassist share vocal duty and the two come together for the choruses to make the already huge hooks even more mammoth. Wednesday’s music would be right at home at some ’60s prom (as long as the administration were cool with a little fuzz) and the kids would dig it. Who knows what other moves they’d come up with.

Spread
Spread

Spread spent their set flirting with both hardcore and mall-punk, sometimes shifting from one extreme to the other mid-song. At their best they erred on the side of the former, the finest moments of their set featuring a metal-like “chug chug” running underneath Spread’s frantic blasts. At their worst they sounded like Sum 41. For the most part the band tried to appeal to all comers, being plenty noisy but retaining enough melody as not to scare away those frightened by body slamming. Spread definitely put on the hardest edged performance of the night, and get bonus points for having a guitarist who can bug his eyes out big when he’s shouting into the mic.

Cubismo Grafico Five
Cubismo Grafico Five

Based on the number of “Five” shirts I saw in the crowd, it seemed like most people turned up to see Cubismo Grafico Five. And they didn’t let the fans down. Cubismo and co. jump from idea to idea so rapidly trying to classify there music ends up being pointless. One song there ripping out a fast-paced hardcore number, next they pull out a slow jam, which they follow up with a precise math-rock number before leaping into a Cornelius-like (only artist I can think of remotely like these dudes) bit. One song alone saw them start up hardcore, slow down, pick up again, segue into reggae intermission and then combine all the previous elements together. Cubismo grabs your attention but it never seems boring – they are band bursting with ideas and they have the gall to try them all.

It helps that Cubismo seem absolutely enthralled to be on stage doing this. The group bounced around and even took the show into the crowd. Cubismo Grafico Five’s playful side showed up frequently, with lead singer Cubismo Grafico making all sorts of jokes and, at one point, the keyboardist jumping on top of his keyboard, creating one long digitized belch that had everyone in stitches. They closed out their set by doing a sorta barbershop quartet ditty that had all the members singing and leading the crowd in joining them. This show shot up my “best of the year” list pretty quickly.

The Car Is On Fire
The Car Is On Fire

Talk about a misleading band name. The Car Is On Fire take their title from the first line of Godspeed You! Black Emperor’s debut CD, but this group isn’t post-rock, apocalyptic spoken-word or Canadian. This intimidating Warsaw group instead steps up to the mic and belts out…upbeat dancey rock ala The Whitest Boy Alive? Yeah, it’s a bit jarring at first, but once the surprise wears off you appreciate The Car Is On Fire’s consistently sunny swing. Dudes know how to work a crowd to – they got Sun Hall clapping along to nearly every song they played and on the final joint coaxed everyone to put their hands in the air. After the whirlwind that was Cubismo Grafico Five, The Car Is On Fire felt like a nice, danceable come down.

Matias Tellez
Matias Tellez

Jesus these kids looked young. Matias Tellez (and band) also brimmed with a youthful energy indicating he’s either thrilled to be performing or he wants to get laid. Regardless of the reason, Tellez and crew basically sounded like the Norwegian Phoenix, creating lovelorn softish rock featuring strut-worthy bass and the occasional sexy keyboard sound. The real standout was Tellez’s voice, which (besides sounding like a less awkward Thomas Mars) sounded super pleasant but carried an air of romantic frustration with it, the guy trying to make pillow talk but he’s got nobody next to him. Tellez and his band have a great taste for pop and can only get better with age, as the few less-than-stellar moments of their set were results of not being old enough to recognize they were dumb. Chiefly, letting the keyboardist rap about “not giving a fuck, not giving a damn” (take that dad!) and Tellez’s solo encore which came dangerously close to Jack Johnson territory.

Matias Tellez
Matias Tellez
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Also, anyone know who this guy is? He was the “special guest” after the show and I think he was a comedian. He had people throw a box of Pocky at his stomach and opened a bottle of coke with his bellybutton. I want to hang out with this guy bad.

Review: The Pastels/Tenniscoats Two Sunsets

The most exciting aspect of Two Sunsets is that it’s indie-pop legends The Pastels first recorded material since a 2003 soundtrack. That’s not a stab at the album in question – Two Sunsets, a collaborative effort with Japan’s Tenniscoats, comes off as a deliberately laid back effort at times bordering on the ambient. It’s a perfectly pleasant listen, but one so slow-paced you’d be hard-pressed not to wonder what’s next for one of the greatest twee bands ever.

The Pastels backed away from the shambly indie-pop they made famous in the ’80s awhile ago and move at a much slower pace now (musically and productively). The music on Two Sunsets doesn’t stray far from the Glasgow duo’s last effort, the soundtrack to the film The Last Great Wilderness, which focused on creating atmosphere over pop. Tenniscoats (who I’d never listened to before listening to this album, yet they are the reason this music makes the blog), meanwhile, sounds like they’ve been doing this type of sound all along. The results of the two group’s coming together can be found early on the tellingly-titled “Tokyo Glasgow,” dreamy noise in no particular rush to get anywhere.

Two Sunsets never sounds bad, but it also tends to blur all together. Stretches of this album just blend together and go on way too long – right out the gate, “Tokyo Glasgow,” the title track and “Song For A Friend” are all nice lazy songs (the latter an especially nice display of both band’s vocal chops), but the trio go on for almost 13 minutes without much development. This problem pops up at various other points, turning Two Sunsets from something you listen to into something you play in the background. A great soundtrack for Sunday chores, but not an enthralling listen.

A few songs do stand out. “Sodane” and the too-cute “Yomigaeru” breakaway from the album’s overly relaxed tone by picking up the pace ever so slightly. Although it clocks in at almost seven minutes, “Mou Mou Rainbow” carries a slow-dance vibe that pulls the listener in instead of making them tired. And then there’s “Vivid Youth,” its existence justifying this album completely. Pushed forward by Spring-time guitar and a jaunty drum-beat, “Vivid Youth” immerses itself in warmth that makes Katrina Mitchell’s lyrics stand-out even more. It’s one of the best indie-pop songs of the year, and the obvious highlight from this project.

As a whole album, Two Sunsets moves a bit too slowly to really shine, but The Pastels and Tenniscoat’s union produces a few gems. And if nothing else, teases the world with the promise of more Pastels and makes me want to listen to Tenniscoats more.

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Review: Lullatone’s Songs That Spin In Circles

Some upfront honesty: Lullatone are my favorite Japanese band going and new releases from them make me giddy to a point where objectivity completely melts away. I’m smitten with their self-described “pajama pop,” a child-like sound melding the conventional (guitar, keyboard) with the imaginative (drumming on bath water, snores). In a decade featuring scores of artists trying to push things forward, Shawn and Yoshimi Seymour kept the equation simple and relaxing (their motto: “minimalism is cute”) and produced some of the most unique music of the Oughts. Big reveal – this blog is named after a Lullatone song.

Unsurprisingly then, I love the Nagoya duo’s newest release Songs That Spin In Circles even if the premise seemed a little too kiddie at first. Lullatone’s latest is a collection of loopable lullabies geared at helping babies (and adults!) fall asleep in the wake of the group welcoming their own baby into the world.

Songs That Spin bridges the gap between Lullatone’s recent adventures into twinkly pop and there early lullaby experiments featuring nothing but sine waves. Gone are actual lyrics and structure, replaced by Yoshimi’s “ba-ba’s” and a pleasant swirl of cuddly noise. This album contains Lullatone’s biggest (“biggest” used very loosely) music, as the duo loads these lullabies up with bells, electric blurbles and even a children’s choir on opener “A Mobile Over Your Head.” That number sets the pace for the all of Songs That Spin, opening with just some sparse electric bloops before introducing a range of new elements that guide “Mobile” towards the Lullatone calling card of making something as simple as trying to nap sound almost cosmic.

The duo pay great attention to detail here, giving each song a hand-made feel appropriate for an album mad e for their newborn son. Sticking with the spinning theme running throughout the album, Lullatone work in as many real-world objects they can for appropriate moments. So, you can hear the crack of vinyl on “An Old Record On Its Player” and tick-tocking on “The Hands of a Clock” and so forth. Pay special attention and you’ll hear the actual beating of a heart on several songs – that’s how much attention they pay to these lullabies.

Most of these songs start running together after a while (which is kind of the point) save for the lazy-day bossa nova of “A Plastic Bag In The Wind.” Lullatone have always had a bossa nova bent to their sound, but “Bag” stands out because it’s straight-up bossa nova. Nothing but guitar, shaker, Yoshimi’s voice, a mouth click-clacking the song along, some bells, bird noises and the faintest beating of human heart. This is one of Lullatone’s best bossa efforts and a clear stand-out.

Now for the important questions – does this album actually help you fall asleep? I haven’t conked out while listening to Lullatone’s latest yet, but Songs That Spin definitely sounds relaxing. Listening to this album in the day seems near impossible – save for “Bag” which is perfect midday music . It might not put me to sleep but it definitely helps me get ready to snooze. And they’ve gotten positive feedback on the baby sleep front.

Songs That Spin works as a set of sleep-inducing lullabies, but what makes this album (and all of Lullatone’s work) special is how personal it all feels. The band’s earliest songs are lullabies recorded by Shawn for Yoshimi, and now the two of them are making music for their son. The story behind these 11 loopable songs makes already cute music even more precious, and it’s extremely nice of them to share such personal music with the rest of the world. And I might just be a homer, but I could spin these songs all day.

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Buy the album at Lullatone’s website