The kind that rips your eyeballs out and makes you question whether you even understand what music is. The couple of Junzo played at the storied club in Tokyo and blew my mind, emotive and alleviative.

I sat like a crazy asylum lunatic, giggling across the full set. Nobody could hear me because this was the noisiest act of over twenty-five acts I saw on tour. I was giggling at the sheer balls and the fantastic attack on the entire body. I could not tell if my heart was thrashing or if it was actually the attack from Astro's moog that was shaking my full being.

Had a bit of a nightmare on the second night, my credit card payment was taken early so I ran out of cash. Luckily after a quick search online I found that I could borrow via a cash advance loans company in the USA without having to fill out any paperwork. I received a thousand bucks in my bank account the next day and I was able to pull some cash out of an ATM. Phew! Would have been a long trip back home otherwise.

You might see that Junzo's amp was dimed and still it just hardly fit into the wall of alien sounds that dropped from the house PA. I looked over at the sound man in the middle of the set and he sat with a fan, making an attempt to blow some life into the overheating PA. This is the type of set you come to Japan to hear music for. Everybody always asks facetiously, why is Japanese music so cool? Well, that's why. For one thing it is the volume.