I’m not even reviewing Kyary Pamyu Pamyu‘s new single. It’s useless. Why should I repeat myself for the millionth time, after all? If you want to know what I think about Sai & Kou, just read my previous reviews of her singles: It’s the same exact thing. Over and over again. It’s a chore, it’s tiresome, the complete opposite of what a pop track should be.
For how stupid it may sound, this makes me genuinely annoyed. Because we’re talking about two persons, a talented producer and one of the most successful japanese acts of the last five years, that simply don’t care about what they’re doing anymore. They just do it because they have to, cause they’re tied to contracts with a rental agency, a videogame company, a conbini chain, and God only knows what else.
It’s annoying, because their chemistry proved to be a source of greatness in the past: PON PON PON was an amazing pop tune, and Nandacollection one of the best J-pop records of 2013. This album in particular, that I still play on a regular basis, makes me particularly nostalgic: listening to Kyary’s music today almost feels like hearing a different voice, a different person. Or, more precisely, a marketing bot with an annoyingly high-pitched voice.
“Sup Kyary, it’s your boy Yasuta… *yawns* Yeah, I got a call from a sunglasses company, they sent me guidelines for a new track, I made the instrumental while I was waiting for my noodles to be ready, get ready to record the vocals. Let’s do it fast, I gotta play tambourine for a Perfume album mix.” This is the the dude who wrote tie-in tracks like Polyrythm and Secret Secret, today.
Don’t get me wrong: creating songs for commercials is normal, and sometimes necessary in the context of the Japanese music industry. That’s not the problem, despite the fact that basically all of her recent tracks are tied to commercials is ridiculous and exaggerated.
The real problem is that Kyary is a phenomenon with an identity that worked great until three years ago: It peaked with Nandacollection and decayed after that, cause there has been no interest in making this girl and her music enjoyable anymore. No sign of originality, just the same thing repeated over and over again, until it got irremediably obsolete and worse, to the point where instead of great pop tunes like Ninjary Ban Ban and Invader Invader, we now get stuff like Sai & Kou. Which is the song of nothing, like everything she released in the last two years. Mondai Girl may be the only exception here.
Kyary recently released a compilation album of her best tracks, a type of release that usually leads to two scenarios: she’s finally done with music and she’s retiring, or she will keep going, in a way or another. There were rumors last year about a collaboration with overseas producers, something that could possibly lift the Harajuku icon (gosh, this term just doesn’t suit her anymore) from this abyss of shallowness and make her music interesting again. Nothing has changed after more than a year though, so the hope of seeing Kyary’s music produced by someone who actually wants to do something decent is fading away.
Whatever will happen to what’s left of the Fashion Monster, I hope this excruciating series of useless releases will come to an end. Cause not only it’s pathetic, it’s also incredibly sad, especially for someone who jumped and screamed like a madman to Nandacollection’s tunes in the front row of Club Asia on New Year’s Eve, one meter away from the dude who made this girl unique five years ago.
Please, stop it.