Ongakuyōbi: NikaSaya

NikaSaya is a side project from the Tennis Coats’ singer, Saya, and songwriter Nikaido Kazumi. One Summerheim is a gorgeous rainy-day record.  Continue reading

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On Lenin’s Feet and the Taxi-Driving Buddha

If you visit Kyoto, you may stumble into a small home next door to a shrine and, as you’re looking for the shrine entrance, a woman may ask you for 500 yen and assure you that there is English being spoken inside. You will go in, thinking it is a shrine, but it will not be a shrine, and the English being spoken will not be the English you paid 500 yen for.

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Ongakuyōbi: Broken Little Sister

I’ve dealt with a lot of bands from the 1990’s, so I wanted to shift gears into more recent Japanese bands. Broken Little Sister got started in Yokohama in 2005, mixing a kind of My Bloody Valentine wall-of-noise with shoegaze, post-rock and electronic influences.

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On Diving from a Malaysian Oil Rig

When I was a kid I dreamed about flying.

It was always simple in dreams. I’d wake up with the euphoric feeling of having figured something out: The secret to flying was to jump, then repeat the jump while still in mid-air. The younger me would attempt this repeatedly, the older me would let the dream die and go brush my teeth.

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Notes From a Malaysian Road Trip

Malaysia terrifies my mother. Continue reading

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Ongakuyōbi: Nobukazu Takemura

I can’t lie, Nobukazu Takemura is pretty hit or miss with me. A lot of his career is basically straight acid jazz, which isn’t my thing, but his roots are in hip hop, and his first performances were as a battle DJ. His best music combines those elements – the gritty, abrasive nature of sampling with the sparkling openness of acid jazz. Continue reading

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