Monday, May 25, 2015

Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso U.F.O. - 2002 - St. Captain Freak Out And The Magic Bamboo Request

Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso U.F.O.
St. Captain Freak Out And The Magic Bamboo Request

01. I Am St. Captain Freakout (1:17)
02. Planet Pussy Virgo (6:47)
  - The Tombstone Phantom Drifter
  - Welcome to The New Life in The Raw
03. Cosmic Magic of Love, Pt. 1 (1:44)
04. Dead Man Is Smoking (8:45)
05. Pork Bomb in Aztec Part 0 (3:06)
06. Hi Twiggy Cheesecake (0:26)
07. A Bamboo Is as Close as Miss Marsh to Marshmallow (7:37)
  - A Bamboo is as Close as Miss.Trout to Mashmallows - schlock version
08. Sir Satanic Magic Bamboo Jerks Off (10:33)
  - Angelic Bamboo Bambino Forever
09. Magic Head Cheese (13:33)
10. Man on the Holy Mountain (3:55)
11. Sweet Lucille, or Lick My Milk off Baby (11:03)
12. Cosmic Magic of Love, Pt. 2 (2:02)

- Cotton Super Casino / synthesizer, sitar, beer & cigarettes
- Tsuyama Atsushi / monster bass, acoustic guitar, spaghetti western guitar, cosmic joker
- Higashi Hiroshi / synthesizer, dancin' king
- Okano / drums, god speed
- Koizumi Hajime / drums, sleepimg monk
- Uki Eiji / drums
- Father Moo / moooooooooooooooo
- Kawabata Makoto / electric guitars, synthesizer, percussion, speed guru

Ah, the best Sgt.Pepper cover ripoff since that Mothers cover it build upon. Third generation: Japan. A guide to the faces on this cover is high on my wishlist. But lets go inside:
There are lost of tracks and titles on this album, mainly as a framework for 4 lengthy Hawkwind rockers, inter-spiced by small folksong fragments ("Cosmic Magic of Love") or squeeling breaks reminiscent of vintage Yoko Ono.
The title "Porks Bombs in Aztec" is a tribute to 70's King Crimson, from which it borrows its main riff. Otherwise we also get a lengthy ambient and static "Sir Satanic Magic Bamboo Jerks Off" referring to a certain Rolling Stones record, that has the same (lack of) sound production as this. The title track is the best I think - a totally diluted wonderful hippie mess, with more actual action than the power-rock noise dunes.
I bought the record from Tsuyama after a fine 4-members only-concert last year. They are nice people too.
Note: St.Captain Freak Out is actually the "cult name" (that all AMT associates are attributed), of Yasuda Hisashi, bongo player in side project Toho Sara - one of a load of guest players.
Actually, the album art is a parody of We're Only in it for the Money, and not St. Peppers as stated previously.  In my opinion, this is one of the greatest AMT albums I ever picked up.  After a fairly lengthy obsession with the band, I believe I can say that this along with Wild Gals a go go or Absolutely Freakout, this album transcends the stereotypical sound that AMT has now. St. Captain Freakout stands as a much more fun and entertaining portrait of the range of the group. Most of the newer albums are just wankin' stoner metal with generic psychedelia steaming for over an hour or so.  I liked it better when AMT ultra-long jams were a novelty as opposed to a guarantee.  I suppose if you are only into the long, jammin' spacerock numbers they do live these days or the overrated Electric Heavyland or any of those awful Cosmic Inferno records then maybe this album isn't for you.  However if you dig the Cotton-era AMT then I would definitely say this is pretty critical listening.

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