Saturday, April 23, 2011

Hayaino Daisuki - Invincible Gate Mind of the Infernal Fire Hell EP

Released: 2010
Label: Hydra Head Records

APs are coming up in a couple of weeks so I'll be hitting the books - hard. Don't expect to see me until the second week of May. In the meantime I leave you lovely gentlemen and scholars with this little baby.

Hayaino Daisuki is Jon Chang's other significant other, the first one being Gridlink. Latter sounds like an abstract art-grind soundtrack to some Japanese surrealim-inspired acid freakout. Invincible Gate Mind... sounds like a hardcore otaku zonked on energy drink playing through Ikaruga on hard mode for the 3rd time at 4 in the fucking morning. A wide-eyed, cramp-thumbed, foam-spewing, delirious, manic, kill-'em-fucking-all-high. Nothing else compares. The EP has been out for a good while, but I fear it hasn't gotten as much attention as it deserves.

Please prove me wrong.


Andrew Childers said...

fucking killer album. my #1 for 2010

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Anonymous said...

This is way better than Gridlock.

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