Him–just fucking kill him, I don’t care if it hurts. Yes I do, I want it to.

I actually do not currently bear such ill will, but these are the words echoing through my head.¹

Today’s been a mish-mash: two mornings waking up feeling like death (mostly a phlegm and raw-throated-in-origin type feeling, with a good dash of exhaustion) meant  a lot of re-watching Farscape (I’m into early season 4 now) and laying in bed. Eventually, I did get up and complete my exhaustive re-organization of the tracks ripped from my last trip to the Triangle. Mostly it was straightforward albums by bands I’d not yet heard (The Pastels, who were coincidentally recommended by Dean Wareham, who I was in the Triangle to see), or occasionally some I had (Cerberus Shoal, The Get Up Kids). I only had a handful of compilations and bonus tracks though–some b-sides and singles from Generation X (Billy Idol’s pre-solo band) and a full compilation of the Pastels, and one of Halo of Flies.

Digging into Halo of Flies led me on an Internet Standard Rabbit Hole™, where I ended up reading an interview with Tom “Haze XXL” Hazelmeyer, from which I discovered that apparently Amphetamine Reptile (founded by Hazelmeyer, who is in Halo of Flies) still has some stock (!!!) and assembled my imaginary (hopefully eventually real) order of AmRep stuff that’s still available. I have a bad (read: excellent) habit of blind-buying AmRep titles since they’re responsible for the Dope, Guns-N-Fucking in the Streets series of compilation 7″s.

That had its own excitement, as did finally getting through a few of my backlogged records, mostly 7″s and such, but including the Church Bizarre one I picked up despite being unsure if it was the Church Bizarre John Darnielle of the Mountain Goats recommended to me at that Carcass show four years ago or not (yep: even a recommendation from him took me four years to get to. Shit happens.)

Luckily whatever unpleasantness I’ve been dealing with is…well, mostly gone now. I’m hoping to sneak in some more records before I head to bed for work tomorrow, but I first want to address an unexpected angle on this whole “Babymetal” thing. Babymetal being a J-Pop group that’s centered on being…J-Pop as metal. It’s 3 tweens doing J Pop over straight-up metal (well, sometimes it’s more “nu-metal”, but whatever). If you know I’m a metal head, you may think you know where this is going, but, no: the stupidly catchy chorus of the endlessly viewed “Gimme Chocolate”² sounds incredibly familiar. I don’t know where from. Maybe someone played this to me and it’s tickling that distant memory. Or the melody got lifted–I feel like it’s a Japanese band, perhaps one of the ones I found through the Elephant Kashimashi tribute album 花男³–Straightener maybe, whose “Another Dimensional”–holy crap, they’re just a two-piece?!–is also stupidly catchy, but is definitely a different melody. Still, has to be something like them for me to have heard it. Maybe Husking Bee.

Or I’m imagining it. I dunno.

Anyway: it’s not an insult to metal or whatever, though it does tickle my “okay, yes, technically, but…” detector insofar as classifying it as metal. Musically, sure (mostly), but–I dunno, I guess it seems like there’s a cultural element, or something? But then, I listen to a lot of the rap I do, so I should probably shut up.

 

¹You can thank Steve Albini/Shellac, for the song “Prayer to God”

²Yeah, I could have done the original Japanese title, but, honestly? It’s literally “Gimi Chyoko” which is just the transliterated equivalent of “Gimme chocolate”–a dead giveaway when it’s written in katakana anyway. So, suck it up.

³That one’s actually in Japanese words, so there you go. It’s transliterated “Hana Otoko” and it means “Flower Man”. It’s the title of one of their songs.