Cheerleader

Underneath all the grind and churn of Cheerleader there is an undercurrent of exuberance, a mania like a hyperactive child in a new play space, picking up a toy and running wild with it for a few minutes before abruptly discarding it and moving on to the next one.
Konagaya allows for little development throughout each individual track, the bulk of the song is often represented by a single rhythmic noise loop running itself out while Konagaya snarls indecipherable babble through a wall of distortion.
Once his little blaring groove and manic howl have continued to his satisfaction, the track just sort of ends, often abruptly as Konagaya jumps to the next one.
It’s a setup that’s formulaic and deceptively simple, though hardly rote, given the absolute extremity of sonic experience being offered and it works, on an immediate, primal level.
Like Folk Music, this total primitivity of structure reduces each noise loop to a rhythmic groove, but here, the heightened rhythmic focus makes the whole thing digestible despite the blasts of atonality that are its individual elements.

As usual with all Konagaya album, expect big changes in sounds and from track to track....
A mix of a great and very personal Harsh-Industrial-Experimentation.

Tracklist:
A1 Mad Beach
A2 Rodeo
A3 Nixon
A4 Cheerleader
B1 Hitchhiker
B2 Hot Rod
B3 Candlelight
B4 Henry's Song

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