Cargo Records

Kidsuke

‘Kidsuke’ is a collaborative project between the UK’s Kidkanevil and Japan’s Daisuke Tanabe. Their self-titled debut is released by Project Mooncircle in November 2012 on orange vinyl. File it under Future Bass & Downtempo Beats if you must, but if ever there was music worthy of becoming the soundtrack to a Ghibli movie this could be it. The music trickles in. It sounds like it was made in a toy factory. Childhood memories. The magical sounds of a roundabout sending you to sleep. The wonders of the world seen through eyes that don’t yet fully comprehend and ears that find musical potential in everything.

Two kindred souls find each other, distance never the issue, they share and laugh the only way they know how. Where does reality end and where does the imagination start? Somewhere in the distance an explosion can be heard, or was it a booming bass drum? There are birds singing a crystalline melody once heard before, in a dream perhaps. All of a sudden a child exclaims “come, let’s go”. Where did he come from? Is he real or another pixelated fragment of imagination? There’s a castle in the sky.

Two boys team up to reach it, carried by the power of their dreams. The same dreams that marked their childhood and brought them to be men. There’s a girl asleep on a plastic deer, going around and around, her dreams filled with exciting adventures. You heard the sounds of Tokyo’s public transport signalling you’ve arrived at Shibuya, yet you can’t see the neon bright lights when youlook around … you’ll just have to imagine them.

It’s an album, so of course it’s real. The music is the result of a desire to create regardless of outcome, for the simple fact that there is a story to tell. People will consume it whichever way they want. Is it this sound or that sound? Does it really matter? Stop for a minute and enjoy the music for what it is. A synthesis of two aesthetics joined not just by a love of music but also a love of the abstract and the childish, the things that remind us we were all young one day and things were simpler. Things like dancing as if no one was looking or making music as if the outcome never mattered.