Are You Excrements?
Are you excrements? That is a credible question as far as the guys from CSSO
are concerned. But I guess that's what happens when your level of insanity
is left unchecked for too long. CSSO, which stands for Clotted Symmetric
Sexual Organ, are formally a part of the grindcore scene. Please note the
word "formally," because as soon as I looked at the album's cover with its
psychedelic overtones, at the song titles like "Cosmic Super Strong Ordure"
or "Diversion Of Former Customary Trite Composition," and at the actual
number of songs (six), it became painfully obvious that somewhere (in this
case Japan) the shit hit the proverbial fan yet again.
This is another one of those eccentric bands, which Japan seems to be
infested with, who get off on messing with minds of the unsuspecting
listeners. CSSO have probably been locked away their entire lives with
nothing to listen to but 70's rock and psychedelia. Here is my theory of
what happened to them next. Just a few years ago the band finally came out
of isolation in order to record an album when someone happened to toss
several contemporary grindcore records their way along with a Japanese Noise
album or two, after hearing which the band went into the state of shock and
suffered a case of temporary amnesia. When they eventually came back to
their senses, things remained a little hectic inside their heads, but the
guys decided to go into a studio anyway and record an album, which became
known as "Are You Excrements?"
Grind-rock is the easiest way to define this music. Previously, I read a
couple of reviews of this album, which gave me an impression that CSSO was a
grindcore band with some rock influences. But after hearing it myself, I
concluded that these guys are more of a wacked out rock band with grind
influences. The songs range from three to twelve minutes in length, on the
course of which the band rock, roll, make noise, growl and shift gears every
way imaginable, using funk rhythms and jazzy syncopation to unhinge things
even further. At the end, it all leaves you quite perplexed and disoriented,
but not in an unpleasant way, although that will ultimately depend on how
broad-minded the listener is.
This is obviously a bizarre album, and the fact that this band was not
ostracized from the grind scene but accepted as a part of it is bizarre all
© 2001 boris