09-1989
/ Melody Maker / Half Japanese - The Band That Would Be King Half Japanese The
Band That Would Be King 50 Skidillion Watts When I was 14 I was almost good
enough to play for my school football team. Faithfully each Saturday I'd pack
my stuff and head off for some godforsaken housing scheme on the south-side of
Glasgow; a somewhat puny substitute you see, I'd be left hoping that a team mate
might break a leg. Half Japanese must feel the same. Even with enthusiastic support
from the sidelines (see Steve Shelley on "The Southbank Show") and a
line-up on this, their newest and greatest lp that includes Kramer, John Zorn,
Don Fleming and Fred Frith, the great starmaker in the sky is still taking a no-game
line. How come? Must be a case of too much music (eight years of it) and not
enough other stuff. Where's the image, the familiarity, the mirror we lovingly
gaze into, so that each time we buy a record it feels we're taking a little part
of ourselves home? Half Japanese should save on the studio bills and get themselves
a publicity officer. Maybe not, you see every time Jad Fair (the group's leader,
a spectacled humanities lecturer type) plugs his guitar in, it must be with a
tremendous sense of freedom. No worries over getting that Marc Bolan pout just
right, or whether it's the Iggy or Velvets riff that's going to wow the critics.
No wonder they let rip with an almost unnatural zest and vitality. This is pure
music and it sounds great. "The Band That Would Be King" spills
out all over the place; it's Butthole ugly on "Another World", it rocks
killer ("Lucky Star"), it's even got pretty bits. "I Live For Love"
could almost be the BMX Bandits. It's practically unedited but each one of the
27(!) tracks demonstrates that with this cast anyway, whatever Half Japanese take
on they can make it come out great. More than that though, this record is a document
of a type of music and an attitude that is dying out. Half Japanese must be almost
unique in that they genuinely don't care
about their career. While most
groups waste times groping round for genres, Half Japanese just stun. Stephen
McRobbie
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