ELECTRIC HEAVYLAND

I'm so surprised and shocked. ACID MOTHERS TEMPLE (AMT) has got HYPERPLASTIC for ten years or so. This hyperplasia might be caused by Makoto Kawabata's massive vitality or motivation. Anyway, this album is maybe...sorry, MAYBE AMT's 9th one, that is spilled with multiple shots by Makoto's electric machine gun, weirdly spacey noises, and girl's shouts from the Inferno. First, please let our head ache severely. Atomic Rotary Grinding God will lead us to a painful underground. Theremin sounds in the beginning may be addictive rather than uncomfortable for you. After that, speed guru comes into our brain! Electric, Exploded and Eruptive killa noises should break us excessively out. A part of our body scrap would be a scream of terror, wouldn't it? Already we're under the inferno named AMT. Our earache can run into the next song (explosion?) Loved And Confused one after another. Forgive me but the track should be just the same as previous one (LOL). Sharp-edged arrows be shot from Makoto's bow. The powerful and painful yells made by Makoto's bomb can be LOVED by us and we should be CONFUSED by them. For us, the heaven? the hell? Ah...at least for me alright which they be... :-) Phantom Of Galactic Magnum is the last fairytale in the Electric Heavyland. Well...there's nothing we can do about the song...we must realize it as a comfortable one. Yes, THIS IS OUR CORNERSTONE. The addictive and scattered noises are gathering in our mind and kicking us out from our inner space. Be drunken and be melted with headache and earache by this noisy spacey squeaks. And be killed...

Hardly recommended for weak proggers. :-P