I May Have a New Favorite Melon Song

DEAR IDOLS, STOP RELEASING COOL THINGS WHEN I’M TRYING TO NOT DO IDOL STUFF FOR A MINUTE. LOVE, MANIAC.

Jeez louise, you guys, can somebody please send a memo to Japan that this isn’t the time to be releasing or teasing or even suggesting the possibility of existence of new stuff? Give it a week! But no, I jest — foolish indeed is the idol fan who bemoans receiving the goods at any time, and Melon’s been on a roll as they prep for their first major (I know!) album release, Ikasuze Idol 1,2,3!!, next month.

The last couple of entries were right in the usual Melon Batake a go go theme of “throwback rock and -abilly even and stuff that goes right into our anachronistic theme of space alien superhero girls and monster movies and stuff,” but this one, you must hear to believe, throws that concept right at a wall of latter-era rock sound and forces you to hold on, and it’s great!

Nice little bit of incongruity there, no? You don’t expect modern (well, more modern) punk anthem moves from the idols from outer space, certainly not in songs titled like stories in pulp horror rags, but here we are. And good, frankly: I have nothing against surf nor accompanying ex-contemporaneous styles of the Frankie and Annette generation, merely strong positive biases in favor of sounds that I can relate to out of direct experience rather than nostalgia, and this is one that sounds like it could have been placed as the closer of almost any respectable pop punk’s album at any point when pop punk was relevant.

Melon’s first major release is out in a little over a month. It’s going to be really interesting to see where this goes.