That Last Song from that Keiji Haino Album, Watashi Dake?
9. Untitled 35:??: As promised, I'm finishing that long ****ing song that Frownland said was so great. **** him TBH.
Sounds like ambient, acoustic doom. Pseudo-blues (or whatever the **** Frownland said it sounded like)? Whatevs, dude. I might like this more than the rest of the album, but A.) I'm not exhausted from two hours+ of avant garde ****tery, B.) I've slept, and C.) I'm hungover and something laid back is good ATM.
There's also some kind of drumming to give the music something more to latch onto than... wait, that just ended, and it sounds like another song started. Wasn't this supposed to be one long song? I'm pretty sure I picked up where I left off, but... god I don't care.
I'm currently sitting on the toilet, with my legs propped up against the bathtub to hold my laptop, and I'm feeling like I'm about to nod off. The drums are gone, and it's "oud" noodling and mumbling again, so this might literally be a snoozefest.
And the "song" "ends" again. Whatever.
Hey! Abrasive feedback. An improvement.
Where are we? Forty-five minutes into the album? Thirty left to go? ****.
It seems to be alternating from high-end screeching feedback and low-end rumbling feedback. I say that to inform, not to imply interest. The low-end stuff might actually be farting BTW.
Ah, some Vanilla Coke to sooth the hangover body soreness. And yes, I am drinking soda on the toilet (a can on the can!). So what? I've eaten while taking a dump as well. IDGAF.
Twenty-three minutes left. Still random feedback. No mumbling.
I think he's playing notes now. I was kind of dozing, so I'm not sure when that started. Could have been playing notes the whole time and I just didn't notice. Don't really care TBH.
Pressing pause so I can get up and wipe my ass...
Just turned it back on and held my headphones up to my cat just to scare her. It worked. Pausing again...
Setting my laptop on my bed down so I can go get my Vanilla Coke...
Soda retrieved. And we're back!
I'm assuming this feedback is the extended track I was supposed to listen to, as it's not ending. Kinda becoming a bit more interesting now, but it's all relative. Fifteen minutes to go.
Why's there always so much dust built up where my keyboard meets the screen?
****. Got a hangnail.
About ten minutes left, and the feedback becomes a long, drawn out note, and now he's just playing. Interest still not engaged.
Alright, he's playing with some hella speed ATM, and it's actually kinda cool. Kinda like Eddie Van Halen finger tapping with a busted amp.
For some odd reason I feel like I just heard the "Star-Spangled Banner" being consumed by noise locusts.
Less than four minutes left. Thank Xenu. God damn hangnail.
Minute forty left. Yes.
BAM!!! Done!
Except for a few arbitrary moments of interest, I really can't say that I gave any more of a **** about that than I did the rest of the album, and if I did, I really don't care.
Final verdict:
/10