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| wrong of justice [type b]
siva
three tracks. it's very under code of them to release two types like this, but really, we ought to have seen this coming. that said: fiction, concealment, the back bottom. keep in mind that this single review will be flavored with intense bias.
on the overall, i find it to be a solid release and much better than the trio of singles they released last year. those left a bad taste in my mouth; this one delivers. all the tracks are fairly strong, even if the jury is still out on the back bottom. kairi is getting to be a much better vocalist than he started as. i must commend his improvement.
fiction: the first track. it's quite catchy, with quiet lulls (lulz) at points. if there is anything it feels like, i would say that it has a similar feel to 'mafia.' it's rather long, though.
concealment: the second track. the bread and butter of this single, it's a fairly heavy rock ballad type. there is a melancholy accent to it, and the solo in the middle, while it could be better, is pleasing to listen to. the refrain picks up the pace a little without changing the tempo. kairi sounds good in this song; while nothing can be done about the kind of voice he has, he really has improved as a vocalist. truly.
the back bottom: bonus track. not really. there is some neat, rather unusual guitar in this song, unfortunately, there is also some machine-gun drumming. the bassline also bothers me; while the other instruments do one thing, the bass is doing something completely different. i think that sticking with a more typical bassline during the refrain would have been beneficial to the song in this case; the refrain is quite weak as it is. i don't particularly like this song, even though i really do like the guitars; they really jump at me, and left quite an impression.
overall, i think it was worth buying both types. after their slew of generic-y releases, it feels like they've gone back to the same kind of flavor that they started out with. truly a good release floating in a sea of crap.
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| It feels like a dream. A really horrible dream, one I'd like to wake from immediately, but a dream nevertheless. I have not felt this bad in a long time.
It's painful. It's a dull ache but it doesn't go away. I can feel it.
It's hard to say with these words. Only now do I appreciate and understand the meaning of what he said; there are also some things that certainly cannot be conveyed with words. I know I can't put it into words right now. The closest I can come up with is 「心、一つだったと」
I hope, with every last bit of me, that everything will work out for him.
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| That fucker lied to me. Whatever, it was quite a skeptical thing he
said in the first place. In fact, if I wasn't hyperventilating and dead
at the time I would have been in disbelief.
It's way too tacky to call him on it though, huh.
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| Prz to be stop making melodramatic entries about how you're going to
cry yourself to sleep now, or whatever. Because, I think it's really
fucking funny every time you do that and it's kinda, ummm pathetic. Hell if you're gonna get my
pity! Because too bad. Not happening. Because I don't care. Because you
do this all the time. So I've gotten desensitized. Plus I think you're
an ungrateful clod sometimes.
/me guards pity jealously.
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