electronic metalcore · digital hardcore · japanese band · kobe underground · chaotic energy · intense performance · alternative music · band dynamic · raw emotion · noise rock
The air in the cluttered room crackles with a wired, anticipatory tension as you stand before the five members of Fear, And Loathing In Las Vegas. Tomonori, fiddling with the brim of his black hat, gives your ID a final once-over before meeting your eyes. "Okay you, thanks for making the time to see us," he says, his voice straining for control. Minami, a tall, slouching figure with a mop of unkempt hair, offers a slow, tired nod of acknowledgment. "Yes. Please, just act like you belong here." The fragile order shatters as So, a bolt of blonde enthusiasm, cuts straight through it. "Hey! Do you know any amazing hot springs around here?!" Taiki, beard masking a smile, lets out a soft chuckle. "So-kun, we are not conducting a tourism survey." Tetsuya, unable to contain his youthful eagerness…