Tokyo Damage Report

reup : padlock, dcr, max overheat, vibrations, sticks in throat

THURSDAY Sep 23, 2004

DEATH COMES RIPPING LIVESHOW AT NISHIOGIKUBO WATTS

DCR — were ok. The singer was a bit more subdued than usual but the ‘string section’ was more agro. The drummer is in like 34 grindcore bands, but DCR is merely 'thrash.' I wonder if it physically hurts him to play this slow. Natsuko, the vocalist, kept striking a pose and then being like, ‘Ahh, this isn’t doing it for me. let’s try post #4. Nahh. . .um, crap. . ok, lemme see. . ok, pose #2. Wait, already did #2. um, shit, back to #3 again.” Like there was considerable down-time between poses. But even so she is better than most vocalists so let’s just leave her alone.

MAX OVERHEAT

Just sort of a generic hard rockin’ bar band. But the performers are good fun. the drummer needs to marry me, and we can form a NOMEANSNO cover band, but instead of bass and drums, we’ll just do the drums in stereo. It will rule.

VIBRATIONS

From Osaka. Why am I not living in Osaka? The music was some stop-start thrash that you’ve heard a million times. But the singer was just awesome. Not like ‘wow that guy with the $4,000 Versache fannypack passed out on the subway is AWESOME.’ But like REALLY AWESOME. First he came out and upended a trashcan over his head. Then he ate some garbage and drank some garbage-beer remnants, then he sort of spazzed out and then came to an abrupt stop and just looked straight at the audience to make us self-conscious and then started jumping around again, then sang really angry protest songs to his water bottle and was just a fucking madman.

STICKS IN THROAT

This is my first time to see this band. pretty much it’s all about the singer. He’s one of those Pro Wrestler Looking Punks, of which there is a HUGE number in Tokyo. All with a mullet-hawk and skull tattoos and moustache and wraparound shades and army surplus jumpsuit and huge pitbull neck. And the best– homey had like the ANTI BLING. Instead of an iced out platinum necklace or dukey gold rope, he had like a 20 POUND CAR-IMPOUND-LOT chain around his neck. And he was just rocking.

PADLOCK

Even though the crowd was very small, padlock just went nuts. For those of you who haven’t read my other 20 padlock reviews, here it is again: everyone in leather. Singer is a mohican contortionist with no eyebrows or lips. Everyone making significant Angry Face and playing really epic melodic thrash. Jumping into the audience and screaming in your face. Bassplayer with this dorsal-fin Jaws-looking Mullet-hawk. I love Padlock.

But between songs, everyone at this show was just kind of sullen and quiet. The mood was just weird, like someone had died. I don’t understand why. I did run into some Tlavis Bickle= looking kids that saw my website and had a fun chat with them, though.

 

—- DEATH COMES RIPPING

 

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—- the guitar raising FINALE

 

—- MAX OVERHEAT (like homer said, "I got the name from a hairdryer!")

 

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—- osaka's VIBRATIONS

 

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—- garbage can on head. Later, ate garbage.

 

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—- urging his water bottle to smash the system. Really preaching to it. Fucking awesome!

 

—- STICKS IN THROAT

 

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—- this is the best picture I took all year. "preach on! I feel the spirit! HALLELUJIAH!!!" wtf??

 

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—- PADLIZZOK!!!

 

—- dude, everyone in this band

 

—- is so fucking pissed

 

—- at every single second

 

—- what the fuck

 

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