Harajuku superstar Kyary Pamyu Pamyu's debut mini-album, Moshi Moshi Harajuku, was spotted recently among the new releases in the J-Pop section at Amoeba Music SF and, like a saccharine-laced shroom-hazed acid flashback citing the fallout that was my impression upon viewing her now-long gone viral music video for the single "PONPONPON", many intriguing questions about the psychedelic limits of Japan's popular Kawaisa and Decora cultural aspects immediately bubbled up. Chief among them: how much Pon could a Pon Way Way if a Pon Way could Way Pon?
Kyary Pamyu Pamyu - "PONPONPON"
That, and where can I get that giant box of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese? Has Pee-Wee Herman seen this? Some of the realizations spawned during the review: there really can never be too much pink and, something I had forgotten since, say...1997, Doc Marten's pair well with just about any ensemble. But I guess it took this Tokyo model and blogger fashionista turned J-pop wunder-gyaru to hip me to that fact, or re-hip me I guess, as the case may be. Seriously though, speaking of Kyary's fashion blog, this is the face that greets you when you arrive at her site:
Initial reactions to this visual recall that silly Allison Harvard x Sifl & Olly "Fake Blood" video by Rich of FourFour fame and spur a barrage of imaginary taglines like: "cute kills (or at least causes internal bleeding)." Poke around long enough -- skipping her posts about insomnia, mini M&M manicures and dining out with friends, etc. -- you'll understand that Miss Kyary shares something of little Edie Beale's enthusiasm for achieving the best look for the day, every day. I mean, somebody has to think up these things, you know...
I wonder what you'd get a girl like Kyary for Christmas -- a new computer? Or perhaps a teaching job?
Maybe all she really ever longs for is a new DO, you know, something special and highfalutin that pairs well with eau de Christmas Tree for the holidays. Something like THIS:
Doesn't she just look so happy?! There's just no help for it, I think she's hypnotizing me. While I still possess a barely-there thread of psychic defense against the two-pronged attack that is Kyary-chan's techno-candy ear-wormage (produced by Yasutaka Nakata of Capsule) juxtaposed against the je ne sais quoi appeal of her terrifyingly cute aesthetic I urge those of you who have made it this far into this post to come on down and check out Kyary and friends in our J-Pop selection at Amoeba Music! ピースアウト！