Kamen Joshi, Alice Project, PARMS, whatever have you — not the best reputation in the business. While I do indeed (because it is my website and HTML is unlimited) have the space to expound on every negative thing ever alleged about the entity, I will not, for I am lazy and will instead encourage you to do your own research into such matters. That being said, the perception in no way plays out in the idol production, which is always so earnestly idol that it makes your teeth ache. And when the world faces unprecedented crises, who or what could possibly be better to show us a way forward?
Yes! Can this promotional video for the sustainable sourcing of electrical power, especially wind, help to turn the tide against unrelenting climate change? Or is it simply a sinister greenwashing ploy to cover for the unsavory side of the business? You decide!*
This is the best thing today.
Why did C-Style release this MV? Because they could, apparently. Why is the video the way it is? Because that’s how C-Style likes it, and when you have more a Twizzler holding your skeleton together rather than a normal human spine, the world caters to you. It’s why you can have a song that makes no sense be completely awesome while you dance around dressed as a bee, but like how a high schooler who needs to do something for Halloween would do it.
C-Style is great and everybody who doesn’t think that can eat farts.
Wake up! Grab a brush and put a little KAQRIYOTERROR in your face! Yes gang, now that things over at Codomomental HQ seem to have calmed down, they’re all a-flutter with the two-hour track previews again, this one KAQRIYOTERROR’s new(ish) regime taking on arguably the best song that the group’s ever done:
You know the Codomodrill. Continue reading
Aside from being one of the all-time great free agent pickups in idol blogging history, I’ve always been able to rely on one Chris Winsall, Mr. Toxic Breakfast himself, for adroit plucking of otherwise obscure excellence from the idol heap and shaking it in my face until I embrace it with all the enthusiasm required. And now that he’s on Team, it even happens quietly! The note the other day was one of the weirdest shots out of the dark that I’ve had in a while, and I’m completely here for it.
Friends. You guys. AND CRAZY is back.
The other night, as you know unless you do in fact currently live under a rock or perhaps spend your energies elsewhere, LADYBABY had their final live. Folks have been responding to it and reacting to it and writing about it and doing that whole thing, as is appropriate, but I felt like the whole thing really was best summed up in a few official photos:
It wasn’t enough to just go out with a farewell one-man, though; they gave us one final parting MV, and while it’s usually trite to even think the phrase “saving the best for last,” you’ll be hard-pressed to convince me that it isn’t exactly the case here: Continue reading
Well kick me in the neck and call me a bozo! I’d like to thank Cal for bringing this up in the Team chat and then starting a short conversation on vocaloid, which enabled me to surreptitiously make off with the song and be the one to tell you all about it, in so far as there’s really anything to say about it! But! Zsasz, who did not win Best Debut (Groups) in the Homicidols Best of 2019 but did get an okay number of votes, have a new track, so let’s listen to it.
Neat! And okay, it turns out that it’s “just” a cover of a previously existing Utsu-P number, but that’s fine, it was new to me and I’m sure many of you as recently as the moment that you read that phrase, so it’s all good. And it is good! And in scrolling through Zsasz’s feed I’m glad to see that they’re playing so many gigs but kind of wish they had more photos or something! Oh well!
Well, okay, maybe it’s not quite as over-the-top as all that, but I was brought into all of the update-y stuff for this post by a Soundcloud notification, and the first thing I saw from it was the song title and my mind did all of the requisite stuff from there, actual facts on the ground that were to be subsequently discovered be damned.
PIIIIIIIN, who technically can only exist when they have seven members, have yet another new regime of seven members, and to commemorate the latest changeover dropped this new number that, correct, did scare me on their behalf, but just turns out to be a nice homage rather than what the past 16 months in idol have us so conditioned for: Continue reading
It’s been a while since I did one of these — let’s see if I remember the formula.
I mentioned these upcoming solo songs from the … I was going to say “newbies” in Not Secured, Loose Ends, but it is now quite true that nobody is “new” anymore, per se, and that really only Komachi is truly a group veteran, so I say instead members of Not Secured, Loose Ends, which they’ll be employing in their nationwide one-man tour, and which had better include the recently-mysteriously absent Komachi, but that’s a topic for a post we hope to never have to write, so instead let’s listen to one of those songs, which is now available under the terms of what I like to call the Codomomental Special!
Two hours, yes, and that time is already dwindling, but this is Homicidols Dot Com and making archives accessible is something that I like to do, so: Continue reading
Good morning! It’s a little late! That’s okay! I was actually about as out of the idol loop this week as could be possible to be and still be able to cobble something like this together, but my hunt for content in review turned up a pretty empty week, to be honest. I mean, I’m sure that there are some crannies in the scene that were quite explosive and interesting and filled with developments, and yes there have been some things that we haven’t posted about at all, but it was kind of a dull week overall. And put into context, this January vs. last January? Frankly, I’ll take it.
Neil Peart’s dead, and of the same cancer that a friend of mine is battling about as hard as a person can. Neil was an important musical icon — if you grew up where I did when I did, chances are very good that you listened to a lot of Rush — but my friend is both my friend and also a mentor, an artist in several media who always translated her own underprivileged upbringing into building opportunities for others. I consider her and Neil together because of their shared illness and because of their shared gifts, and how they share them. So I think about people and what they mean to you and why they mean the things they do, and wonder why it is that genius and generosity are so often taken from us too early but the worst people possible seem to live forever.
You’d think that it doesn’t have to do with idol, but it does in an indirect sense. A lot of the people active in the scene are just kind of there, here today and gone tomorrow and maybe they inspired or excited some people and maybe they didn’t. This isn’t to slight them at all, but instead to juxtapose the ones who really do make a positive difference through their art or personality or sheer ornery will, and to note that we’re lucky to have them as long as we do, even if in some cases it’s a blink of an eye.
Anyway, strive to do good things and put a stamp on the world around you. That’s the lesson. We ain’t all gonna be Neil Peart or the like, but we can all be like my friend. Create. Share. Help.
The undeserved gift to humanity that is Mayumura Chiaki is headed to the USA, presumably will single-handedly double Kansas’s tourism revenue for the year:
Oh, and this goddess is on her way as well:
The waning days of 2019 and opening week of 2020 have been a special time. Some of the greatest legacy acts and personalities of our time hang ’em up at last — the literal goddess of earth and sky herself even revealing that she’s been secretly married all this time — and with that saw the retirement from idol and return to solo work by the grand dame herself, Pour Lui, twice founder of BiS, mature member of BILLIE IDLE, from whose fecund mind sprang the cultural movement that created not just modern chika idol but about 95% of what we like to cover here. That Lui was going back to her roots as a solo musician (though still connected to the Watanabe/Matsukuma machine) felt like a nice coda, something natural. She was done with idol, and idol — graciously — was done with her.
Or so we thought!
New group with a familiar-sounding name. New auditions. New music. “It’s complicated” with WACK. Somebody stage an intervention for this woman! Continue reading