I just finished reading a lengthy interview done with Alan Cummings, to Keiji Haino. My head hurts.

I'm not sure if Mr Keiji is brilliant, enlightened, incredibly stupid, vain, or naive - but he's something. Holy hell.

There were several things in that interview that just felt like someone shoved a pickle in my ear. If you could imagine, a pop cicle dipped in motor oil and then thrust into ones anus, you'd only have experianced half of the shock this mans music and inelect posesses. There are people who are strange, people who are weird - and then there is Keiji Haino. For the love of all thats good and pure in this shattered little world we live in - I wanted someone to hold me and tell me it would be okay after I finished reading this interview. Atleast 5 levels of this mans mind were exposed and discussed openly, and not a single one of them could be grasped or understood easily for me. I think it would suffice it to say that in terms of strength of mind, I wear some smaaaaaaaaaaall pants compared to Haino - even though I'm 6'1" and he's 5 something.


On some levels I symathized with him, on others I blatantly disagreed, and on still different levels I agreed, and in a few places found him to be rather funny. I felt like I was reading about the possible me 30 years from now. a 51 year old me - thats a scary thought, especially if I turn into someone like him.

http://www.mauricerickard.com/index.php/1/157

"I've refrained from playing this at work--it sounds exactly like a hard drive dying, and I don't want to freak anybody out. There are only three tunes on this, but they add up to 70 minutes. The intense feedback of the first movement contains a lot of higher fuzztone frequencies that will probably damage your hearing if you listen to this at anything above just-audible. And the second and third movements, where he starts emoting the ineffable in tortured screams, are, to be honest, kind of a lot to take. I enjoyed it, but I'll also note that if you're looking for a way to clear out those party guests who will just not leave, you've found your CD."

And...

http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&uid=9:34:47|AM&sql=B6h967ui070j0

"When attempting to describe what Keiji Haino does to a guitar, the verb "play" seems terribly insufficient. Mauling might be a more appropriate choice, maybe even destroying. Whatever, whether it is as a solo performer or leading his tremendous trio Fushitsusha, Haino has been leading the loud, free form, noise-loaded, jazz/rock guitar movement in Japan for nearly three decades, starting with seminal noise-jazz/rockers Lost Aaraaff in 1971. He remains a virtual unknown, even among the music connoisseurs in his own country (I once asked a group of Japanese students, all of whom admitted to being eclectic music fans, about him, not one had heard of him) but his music as beautiful as it is coruscating is jarring, unpredictable and well worth hearing, especially by those enamored of those on the fringes of music performance. "


IN closing - I want my mommy. Then again.. she plays Ice hockey. o0