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1 review »As the sole Acid Mothers Temple lover in the office (and much mocked for it by the bunch of squares) I was presented with this lovely new LP from their hairybig main man Kawabata Makoto for my perusal and judgement. Like the last Acid Mothers job on Important this one's got lovely artwork, kind of fractal-y grandma's wallpaper type stuff in a grey on black design. We Don't Know Who We Are features ... »

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We Don't Know Who We Are by Kawabata Makoto
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9/10 Brett Staff review, 28 August 2008
As the sole Acid Mothers Temple lover in the office (and much mocked for it by the bunch of squares) I was presented with this lovely new LP from their hairybig main man Kawabata Makoto for my perusal and judgement. Like the last Acid Mothers job on Important this one's got lovely artwork, kind of fractal-y grandma's wallpaper type stuff in a grey on black design. We Don't Know Who We Are features the overgrown Japanese badger droning away on his acoustic and electric guitars in 2004 (presumably that's when he started them, he probably just stopped playing last month or something), it's possible he's not actually doing anything other than just standing there with his guitar strapped on and this is just a recording of his beard tickling the strings.. The first part slowly builds from a drone reminiscent of those siren-like Godspeed! quiet bits, dead forboding and that, before eventually blaring out into a stormy feedback crescendo that makes me feel like I'm trying to listen to watch the shower scene in Psycho with a Keiji Haino soundtrack while my house is being carried over to Tokyo in a whirlwind. Far fucking out. The second part follows a similar sort of pattern but with acoustic guitar brought into the mix along with some gentle folky picking and some points where he actually sounds like a cello. God knows how he gets some of these sounds out.. The man's a total genius as far as I'm concerned, his weakness is excessive wankiness but thankfully none of that's on display here. Brilliant stuff and limited to 500 copies!

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