New Roomie

No sooner have I moved into my new appartment than I get a new room-mate:


Jesi is covering every inch of Japan that she can before she flies back to the states, so this leathery blighter has come to stay with me for a while. His real name is Kame-san, but while he's staying with me I'm calling him Dinosaur Jr. Isn't that right Dinosaur Jr?


Shut up, I put you behind the chair where you can't even see the TV. Anyway I'm a little sad to find that he doesn't really do any tricks, unless you count being able to kill a man when dropped from a fourth storey window as a trick. As soon as my new place is tidy enough for him to walk around without hiding in some impossible to reach nook I'm gonna dry him off and let him walk around. And hope that Jesi's right that he has no taste for human toes.

J-Pop Power! Perfume - Polyrhythm

Today I bring you honest to god J-Pop from last year, none of that J-Rock, J-Punk or J-Indies nonsense, three girls, some bad dancing and a whole lot of synths. And if you're listening to the start and you think: "This is just shit", you're right, but wait until the one minute thirty mark when the looping starts, and they start creating dinosaurs and dancing in front of bulldozers:

Perfume - Polyrhythm

Wasn't that great? And when it comes back in just after two minutes, it's like the producer fell asleep on the vocoder button and the video director's LSD kicked in.

It's not like Japan has the sole rights to awesome modern girl pop either, everyone knows Girls Aloud are awesome, and here's your bonus video to prove it:

Girls Aloud - Biology

Girls Aloud: can't sing, can't dance, I don't find any of them attractive - and yet they are avatars of pop genius. Goddesses.