Album Review: 致死的退屈症をケッ飛ばせ by +桃尻東京テレビジョン+
Alright, buckle up. This one’s a wild ride through punk rock grit and electronic chaos that somehow works—like peanut butter on pizza if you’re into that kind of thing (and trust me, you should be). Released in 2008 under their own label (+桃尻東京テレビジョン+ Self-released), this Japanese gem is raw, unfiltered, and dripping with attitude. It's not perfect, but who cares? Perfection is boring anyway.
Let’s talk tracks because there are two songs here that’ll stick to your brain like gum under a desk: ロンドン★パニック and 冷蔵庫はいらない！.
First off, “ロンドン★パニック” hits hard right outta the gate. Imagine being chased down a neon-lit alleyway while someone yells at you in broken English—it’s chaotic, it’s exhilarating, and it makes zero sense until suddenly it does. The guitar riffs from Masashi feel like they were ripped straight outta some sweaty underground club where everyone smells like regret and cheap beer. And Alps’ vocals? Dude sounds like he just woke up mad. Mad talented, that is. There’s something about how the drums crash against the synths—it’s messy, sure, but intentionally so. Like life itself, ya know?
Then we’ve got “冷蔵庫はいらない！” which translates roughly to "We Don’t Need A Fridge!"—and honestly, after listening to this track, neither do I. What starts as an almost playful bassline courtesy of Yogore quickly spirals into pure rebellion. Shige’s keyboard work adds this weirdly hypnotic vibe, making you wanna grab a lighter (or phone flashlight) and sway awkwardly in the corner. Lyrically, アルプス goes full-blown existential crisis mode, questioning whether consumerism has ruined us all. Spoiler alert: Yes, yes it has. But hey, at least now I have a theme song for when my fridge breaks again.
What keeps this album grounded despite its manic energy is the tight production helmed by +Momoziri Tokyo Television+. Hideki Ito deserves props too; dude didn’t let anything slip through the cracks. Even the cover art—which screams DIY zine culture—is oddly endearing. Props to Alps for doubling as both lyricist/musician AND designer. Multitasking gods among us.
So yeah, 致死的退屈症をケッ飛ばせ isn’t gonna win any Grammys (do they even exist in Japan?), but it doesn’t need to. It’s scrappy, loud, and refuses to play nice. If music had tattoos, this album would be covered in them.
Final thought? Listening to this feels like finding $20 in your old jeans—you didn’t expect much, but damn, you’re glad you stuck around. Now excuse me while I go listen to “冷蔵庫はいらない！” one more time before realizing my actual fridge ISN’T optional.
