THE GEROGERIGEGEGE "Saturday Night Big Cock Salaryman"
FVA-1 | CD | 2001

The Gerogerigegege. Can you say it? Gerogerigegege. Say it. The Gerogerigegege. Start off by saying 'The'. Then say 'Gero'. Then 'geri', as in Gary. Then 'ge', not gee but 'geh'. Not Gero geri gee gee gee... that's the Anal American way. It's Gero geri geh geh geh. Now you try. Gerogerigegege. There, you did it. Very good, very very good, well done. Ya mindless cunt.

Oh how I love The Gerogerigegege! And oh how wonderfull it was when, while working in the Bum Fuckery Department of Tower Records Pick-ya-willy Circus I was alerted to The Gerogerigegege's 'William Bennett is my Dick' 7"ep which featured a cover of Whitehouse's Erector! At that time, about 1990-91, I was going out with a 17 year old (heh heh heh) Japanese girl who I tortured horribly until she, still reluctantly, translated the lyrics..."Omanko misero!!" which means "show me your pussy". Laugh? Over 10 years on I've still not stopped and this 7", a bootleg I'm told, has since become an absolute classic in the Japanese noise/extreme/experimental I sadly-still-don't-know-(or care) what-the-fuck-you-call-it scene. All I do know is that The Gerogerigegege are THE best! Punkseternal! Hail Bennett!!

But just what is a Gerogerigegege? Further violence revealed it to be a Japanese cartoon show. Gerogerigegege is some sort of sound a ghost makes... rattling? Rustling? Tapping? Hmm... not here in London 'mate'. Here the dead remain silent whilst the living create all the unearthly noises, gunshots, insults, the sqealch of knives being plunged into flessss... I could go on.

From playing punk-noise-trash in the mid 1980's, maestro Juntaro Yamanouchi's 'Japanese Ultra Shit Band' The Gerogerigegege went on to produce guitar noise, drum noise, noise noise, atmospheric piano ambience, gay porn movie sampled work (which shows all the other wanna-be's exactly how it SHOULD be done), some of the most hilarious songs you will ever fucking hear... try 'Violence Onanie' [1] and 'White Christmas White Sperm' [2] for example, or the complete and utter demonized demolition of a Japanese pop song as in 'Al-Jin' [3]and the peculiar (heh! That's rich!) release of a 7" featuring sketches from Japanese comedian Tsurukoh Shohfukutie [4]. Admittedly you really need a just-turned 17 year old Japanese girl (or preferably one much, much younger... ) to do the translating for you, if, of course, you don't speak Japanese. I don't.

Yeah, The Gerogerigegege do it all and do it all brilliantly! Juntaro even thought up the classic-of-classic's band name 'Violent Onsen Geisha' for, well, Violent Onsen Geisha. Absolute magic!

In the world of The Gerogerigegege, onanie (bation masta), is a speciality and so I was particularly excited, sexually, to receive the latest Gero CD release 'Saturday Night Big Cock Salaryman'. For this review I slipped on a rather hot little number, red ankle length low cut backless dress, slit halfway up the side to the middle of the left thigh and added a pair of black strapless high heels. Enchante! I stand cockily, hands on hips, feet just a little apart, head tilted slightly up and to one side, gold eye shadow, metallic blush pink lipstick... really fucking asking for it! Wanna fuck then? C'mon, fuck me USA!!! Anal Americans!

My choice of dress colour turns out to be a mistake from the word go, (just like the last time I wore it, as a Kyoto Summit paid groupie... ) it clashes with the red of Saturday Night Big Cock Salaryman's sleeve artwork. Shit! Onko! Onko, onko, stick it up yer jombo. No matter.

Just look at the cover drawings... 4 rows of 5 funny little men dancing... arms up, arms down, afro hair do's, balding pate don'ts, try-zers (our future kings English) a 'bulging pointedly, an upwardly mobile 'big one'... if this hard typing girl ever did spy a biggy! Yeah! I'd love to see more of comic illustrator Yuusaku Hanakuma's work. Nice!

Open up and we are immersed in the red again. (like my bank account... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Ha. ) Unfold thee insert and rest your by now sore swollen eyes on a regular black on white track listing... in a mixture of English AND Japanese. You're gonna need your personal translator. Sadly, mine has long been discharged from her duties. I'll just have to rely on REAL friends instead of TRAITOROUS lovers. Fucking cunt. Aaaah khay! Let's anti-rock... cock...

No last requests, we're straight into track 'OK'... Juntaro's re-re-regurgitated and diabolically possessed vocals, breath and lip noise, spew into and over a microphone that must, by all the laws of nature and physics, absolutely STINK Shobu Saitoh's ultra-fuck-me noise guitar takes the word 'grunge' from the early 1990's, hands it faithfully to it's master, Saitoh san himself, who then proceeds to stick it up his gapeing wide open ruby red dripping hot ass, gives it a good ol' anal microwaveing for 2 or 3 hours, then blows it all back out into the firmly secured pastie faces of any diehard adherents still out there. Grinning malevolently after the success of this first 'test kill', he then sets his animal senses on the despicable millennium gen. Only THIS time he'll get REALLY nasty...

Rock'n'roll, 1234!!! Anal boxing, 1234!!!! Senzuri generation (you can say that again) Senzuri generation, 1234!!! B men no saishono kyoku, 1234!!! Gero 30 now exhibits himself! Again. And again. And again! The Viva Summer Studio floor starts to flood, fills ankle deep in Yamanouchi san's thick, voluptuous, half digested nutoh, saki and luckily-struck squid-on-a-stick 'snack' (where's that sick squid you owe me? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha) a seemingly perpetually flowing out-of-aktion T-1000 pavement pizza. Incredible!! 18 songs without letup. And we're only half way through...

Track 19, the peacefull calm of post-constipation. A French radio tape extract of 'Campus Radio' edited by Juntaro and Shobu in which the guy had serious problems pronouncing the band's name (not altogether a surprise) saying "We will take again about it, I think, with more evidence about those really hallucinogenic concerts that happened in many parts of japan".

But. That's all the respite you get before the sluce gates of Juntaro Gero's raw and deranged vocals spew forth... Saturday night peeper, 1234!!! Car onanie, 1234!!!! Love hotel (2 months in japan and I didn't dare stay in one... fool!), 1234!!! And the likes of Dick echo, 1234!!! As the aforementioned paivi-peazzie-dip swells, reaching our hips, I slip'n'trip on some submerged recording studio cables, go under the filthy seething almost living breathing putrid cocoction, resurface a'gasping for air... foul smelling air but air nonetheless, and begin to realize, as I hopelessly attempt to wipe away this demidigested stomach shite from my GeroGery fuck-party gear, that this dress is ruined.

Still wanna fuck me, USA? As I am? C'mon, ya can do what ya fuckin' like with me, I'll be yer 3 hole-doll and, from what I've already seen before, this way should be even better for ya!! As long as you have a good time, that's what counts. You're the important one.

Ain't war hell?

Thanks to Juntaro and Bärn for never giving up on me x 1000 !!!
Punkseternal: Future is Now UK!
We can and we will!
Hail Bennett!!!!

Notes

These 3 songs can be found on the superb The Gerogerigegege 'Singles 1985-1993' CD. 1994 WIP003 Work In Progress
Veel Plezier! Met De Gerogerigegege 7" 1995 Meeuw Muzak 003