Several weeks ago I went to a show at Kobe's Otoya and slipped a CD into the back pocket of one JP DuQuette, music writer for free English language magazine Japanzine. The wind told me that it watched one sleepless night, as his wandering hand drifted unbidden to the pile of dirty laundry in the corner and came across the hard plastic shell of a compact disc. Hunched over his desk, half-delirious and staring sightlessly into the darkness, eyes bloodshot and headphones clamped firmly to his skull, Hidari's music poured directly into his soul, rejuvenating and uplifting his tired body from within. Throwing his chair back with a crash, he leapt and twirled, feet scarcely touching the floor. When at last he crawled back under his sheets, grinning madly and humming to himself, it was nearly dawn. The next day, however, sleep-deprived and cursing himself and his insomnia, he had almost completely forgotten the transcendent euphoria of the previous night.

And then he sat down to review Hidari No Shippo and hammered out this spite-filled passage:

If you (like me) have spent countless nights pining the death of dreamy alt-electronica act Supercar, you've probably been looking for the next big thing in the genre. Look no further, cause Kobe's Hidari is here.

You know, I think the wind is a fucking liar.

Read the rest of the interview here.