The first record (1989) from Keiji Haino’s Fushitsusha, now available for digital consumption. This is also the only officially-released evidence of the group’s brief incarnation as a quartet, with Haino joined by second guitarist Maki Miura of Shizuka. The way the twin guitars coil like smoke around the skulls of the dynamite rhythm section is one of this set’s many joys, as is Haino’s harmonica playing on the first track (sounds like Dylan’s “Highway 61” slowed to a narcoleptic swamp pace) and his beautiful vocals throughout, moving from forlorn castrato peaks through lung-puncturing screams and growls. In many ways, this is Fushitsusha at their most straight forwardly rocking, a fact that should endear it to any lost Rallizes fans looking for a way ‘in’. Highest recommendation, naturally.

Wild, bombastic high energy rock ‘n’ roll from Keiji Haino’s punishing power trio. The first track on this ludicrously heavy 1994 set sounds like the end credits to your life and is one of Haino’s most epic guitar conceptions. Highest recommendation for any humans still in touch with their brain.

Arguably the most-flattening volume in this legendary series to date, Tokyo Flashback 2 features exclusive tracks from White Heaven (“Silver Current”), High Rise with Keiji Haino, Maher Shalal Hash Baz, Marble Sheep, Overhang Party, Yura Yura Kingdom, Yuragi, Kousokuya, Ghost (“Sun Is Tangging”), Ohkami No Jikan (featuring Maki Miura ex-Fushitsusha/Shiuzka) and Fushitsusha, who cover The Jacks' legendary “Marianne”. Yow.

Another necessary volume in this on-going series documenting current activity on Tokyo’s psychedelic underground and a long-time personal favourite, the line-up and track choice here is unbeatable, with exclusives from Overhang Party, White Heaven, Fushitsusha (a fabulously unrelenting noise guitar blow-out), Cobalt, Kumo To Hae, Sweet & Honey, Ghost, Daiichi-Kakkensha, Uchu Engine, Maher Shalal Hash Baz and Shizuka, the latter of whom raise the roof with guitarist Maki Miura roaring his way through heavens of feedback and blues. Love that fake ringwear on the cover too, a real touch of class. Highest recommendation.

Simply put, the greatest rock record of the modern era. It's almost impossible to fully do justice to the breadth and scope of this epochal 1991 recording from Keiji Haino's outrageously beautiful/powerful trio, suffice to say if you buy only one album in this lifetime…

Possibly the most anticipated release of 2012, the return of the greatest rock band on the planet, Keiji Haino’s Fushitsusha: Hikari to Nazukeyo sees Haino on guitar and vocals joined by original Fushitsusha/Kousokuya drummer Ikuro Takahashi and bassist Mitsuru Nasuno (who he also plays with in Seijaku).
The rhythm section of Takahashi and Nasuno is as formally boggling as you might have hoped, with the pair playing in the kind of staggered signatures and over-lapping time/space visions of the Seijaku discs, but whereas the focus of those recordings was on birthing a form of future blues that took off from Steppenwolf, Albert King and The Doors here it feels very much as if the trio are attempting to reformulate original rock & roll moves, with a feel that’s somewhere between Scotty Moore, Eddie Cochran and John Lee Hooker, albeit wrestling with the kind of rhythmic equations that are most assuredly post-improvisation and deeply Japanese. Indeed, the album has two distinct sides, there are the ultra-thrifty insistent monochord carve-ups of classic trio rock/roll moves and there are the heady F/X saturated blow-outs, with Haino’s guitar exploding the kind of post-Hendrix vectors of Double Live while he sings in an otherworldly castrato, birthing a form of violent sacred music. At this point in time I think it’s safe to say that no one else has so successfully and rigorously disinterred and interrogated the basic tenets of rock music as Fushitsusha and to think that at 60 years old Haino is still making the most radical and searching rock music of anyone’s career is a tribute to his commitment to the specifics of vision and his belief in the potential of the form. From where I’m sitting it feels like the whole history of rock music has led up to this. Highest possible recommendation!