Good morning! I hope you all had as … cathartic a week as I did. Busy as hell? Yes. A great deal of things accomplished? Also yes. Making big steps in personal right directions? Man, I tell you yes. Good feelings and moods abound.
And look! It’s the elbow of the year unless you’re in a polar or equatorial region, so regardless of if you’re enjoying spring (yay us!) or fall (boring people on the other side of the planet), put that energy to good work! Go hike or garden or bike or something. Hell, it’s raining here and all I want to do is go outside and run around, especially because Fiancee had to jet for a couple of days and I’m sitting here with way too much antsiness to do or be anything that approaches productivity. I just wanna fun!
So if your idea of fun includes idol at some point of some day, then you can take this Weekender and just really dig into it. I actually held some stuff out because I want to have more to talk about later! No, it wasn’t a terribly productive week, but it was good enough and frankly there are so many more significant idol lives nowadays that you’re almost tripping over good video anymore. Just watch the heck out of it!
This is pretty much it for KOTO, so:
Well color me happily surprised to see that WACK newest bowels-of-hell creation ANAL SEX PENiS decided to follow up the post-April Fool’s reveal of members’ crania last week with some music that better fits the, um, talent. Not that we didn’t all love hearing Jun and his friends half-key their way through a promising tune, of course, just that the recording felt like letting the cat halfway out of the bag, and then the photo reveal dropped all pretense of even having a bag in the first place.
Anyway, yeah, we now know that the members of ASP are not in fact weird bondage performers but are (probably) (mostly) (emphasis on the parentheses here) “normal” idols, and probably all women at that. The visuals are fairly clear! The voices here doubly so!
I do rather enjoy this “traditional” method of WACK reveal, from the playful mystery to the rollout with the kinds of songs that WACK traditionally specializes in, other than Kentacore:
That rocks faces, it does. The second song in the set is, of course, the OG recorded with actual members’ voices: Continue reading
As well-documented by Cal the other day, new WACK unit ANAL SEX PENIS was pre-unveiled at the close of the company’s annual audition/boot camp/torture center. You’ll get more out of the experience by reading the post, honestly. I don’t need to re-explain it. But in the intervening time, which is to say like two whole days, the group shot past the original Twitter follower goal set by one Mr. Watanabe Junnosuke, so the goal posts were moved and have since been surpassed again, and whether that has anything to do with this first first audio sample from ASP isn’t as important as the possibility that at some point the stupid masks will come off, literally and figuratively, and we’ll know if this is another EMPiRE situation or more of a SiS.
Anyway, first song, for what it’s worth: Continue reading
OH MY GOODNESS WE MADE IT. The hell month to end all hell months (and, after a year’s worth of hell months, that’s saying something) comes to an end this weekend with … the most significant snowfall my area has seen in several years. Fantastic. Couldn’t be happier. Definitely not indicative of anything. Definitely not mad that I didn’t jump on GameStop stock on Tuesday like I was very strongly urged to, and that the whole reason I didn’t was that I was too busy with work to do it then and “I’ll get it tomorrow” didn’t happen either and at that point it was effectively too late. Cest la vie.
I hope you’re all doing well, and maybe even made some cash screwing over those whose entirely livelihood is screwing you! I also wish that this edition of the Weekender could have a closer tie-in to current events, but … no. It’s just a Weekender, hopefully a fun one for you. And if you’re getting up to a foot of snow between tomorrow and Monday like I am, well, let’s all listen to our favorite idol classics while shoveling together!
Live stream of 2& Day!
Good morning! How was everybody’s week? The surreality of life in contemporary America continues unabated as we swing wildly from one extreme scenario to another — lots of people dying and who knows how many dollars’ worth of destruction from a mid-November hurricane is somehow the least terrifying thing to feature in the news in several months — but I’ll be honest with you: It’s feeling good to be a Maniac lately. Lots of good stuff in idol, mostly calm in the other realms of life. Yeah, we can make it work.
So this is the official fourth anniversary edition of the Weekender, and while the product is basically the same thing as ever plus or minus an occasional feature or two, how much has Homicidols Dot Com changed in this time? I can tell you with a straight face that I remember doing the very first Weekender. It was … well, it was this weekend in November. For one reason or another, I was at the parental home of the former Mrs. Maniac. I’d started putting this website thing together about a year previously, itself after a year-plus deep dive into the weird, wild world of idol, but all of it surreptitiously — the former Mrs. Maniac and I had a troubled relationship at that point, and while I thought she’d get a kick out of Babymetal and BiS and the like, in truth she at best thought it was all weird and (considering the source) at worst probably thought she’d need to call the cops. But because marriages in their death throes tend to give one a bit more personal time, I found that dedicating to this personal labor of love was actually pretty easy. If anything, I was able to do too much, and me being me kept biting off more than I could chew. On the weekend in question, on top of trying to visit with family I’d been somewhat harried during the week and, with a new job demanding more of my time than usual, didn’t have the capacity to get to all of the stuff I wanted to get to. And so the Weekender was born. Continue reading
When Sari called me back to idol over the summer (true story!), I went on a little bit of a spree to find out about as much of what I’d missed as I could. And promptly did very little with it! Yeah, the return didn’t go quite as well as I’d have liked. But now here we are, the year is drawing to a close, and I’m doing my level best to Let’s Discover a bunch of idols in the waning moments of eligibility for Best Of, so as to not give anybody short shrift.
Except that in doing so I’m yet again going to Let’s Discover an act that’s been going for … what, like 18 months? Good lord. Well anyway. That group is MELiSSA (Twitter). Don’t ask me how or in which context I found them, I don’t know, I have literally 173 browser tabs open with idol things to record or write about or forget about. But it was definitely in July because I first drafted this post then! And they have lots of rock sounds! And … well, there’s no website, so there goes my usual means of learning anything meaningful. Let’s listen to some stuff! Continue reading
Aside from world events, this week has been particularly weird because yours truly has been finding distractions in looking back at previously-known-but-kind-of-obscure idol acts and heretofore unknown idol acts. It’s a good way to burn off energy! But yeah, as mentioned in the earlier post from today, while I do have to get on my butt and try to feature as many debutantes as possible in the next couple of weeks, I’m still drawn to those acts that I connected with once upon a time and then to one degree or another lost track of. Tomorrow’s Weekender includes a great example; 143 here is another.
Happy Halloween! Oh you guys, we made it. No matter what happens on Tuesday, no matter what happens after Tuesday, we have arrived at the single greatest day of the year. We have big plans here at Maniac Mansion, so forgive me for truncating things a bit more than usual so I can get out to wrap up my remaining to-dos and settle into scaring the living bejeezus out of neighborhood children and filling myself and the future missus and assorted friends with delicious sweetness. AND lots of booze!
Wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, I hope you also get to have a good time today/tonight. I also hope that the fact that the veil between the worlds of the living and dead is already thinning and will all but disappear come sundown doesn’t mean that you will soon be awash in spectral visitations by departed loved ones/mortal enemies, nor that we’ll have yet another incomprehensible disaster on the near horizon as literal chaos demons enter our plane to wreak still more havoc for their own amusement.
What a Day
Of all the various Halloween streams, this one feels like it would get just the right mix of elements:
Good morning! Did you all have a good week? Has the combination of heat waves and wildfires and heretofore unknown meteorological phenomena and the incredibly sad state of American politics managed to avoid dragging you down? Man I hope so. I have to admit that I’ve been feeling a little down lately myself. Call it Everything Sucks Syndrome. It’s okay to feel that way, but you have to be careful to not let it drag you further down.
I struggle with that sometimes, I do, and I know that I’m not the only person out there. I started following idol for the music almost six full years ago now, but it wasn’t until I needed it that I started to get closer to idol for the people, too. For all of the culture’s warts and unsavory-at-best worst elements, it is nonetheless filled to the brim with a relentless positivity that suffuses every surface around it, even if only an inch or so deep. The people who make these tunes and put on the weird performances we love, there’s just so much genuine try-hard energy to it, and usually so many not-so-secret absolute dorks involved, you almost can’t help but smile.
So while I hope there’s plenty for you to do and enjoy this weekend, I also hope as always that this Weekender and its collection of here-and-there pieces of idol-related good-and-badness will give you a nice little rise. I know that I always feel better after having set it up to publish!
Thanks for the Pep Talk
Our beloved weirdo YONEKO doing that dream pop thing:
Happy Saturday! Congrats, friends, we did it! Another week in the can. Laurels to be rested on, ancient deities to honor, a bit of indulgence to, uh, indulge in. I’ll be honest — I personally thought I’d do a lot more writing this week, but holy smokes was I still burnt out from last week. I even took a full day off and couldn’t be bothered to so much as lift a finger. Woof.
These are the waning days of True Summer, though, and while I feel like there’s every reason to stay in the house and do some needed work, I know that the only way I’ll be able to live with myself (and avoid being beaten by Fiancee) is to, check this out, GO TO THE OUTDOOR ROLLER RINK AND THEN A PIE FESTIVAL. It’s so cute and on the nose that it makes my teeth hurt, but frankly if you aren’t approaching summertime that way, I don’t know how to convince you to try.
In the meantime, enjoy yourself some idol, and try to get in a few more proper activities-in-the-face-of-pandemic as you can. It’s going to be a rough autumn, I have a feeling.
Oh Do You Now?
Never album and tour to mark it from Toricago: