First live High Rise album on PSF since the still astounding peak of Live (PSFD-48). Seven tracks, fifty-two minutes. If theres anyone that doesnt already know, High Rise were where it all started. A group that boiled down improv, the hardest psych, the fastest punk into an injectable shot of accelerated adrenaline. The group were source of the first psychic rumbles to reach the West, indicating that something quite remarkable was happening in the Tokyo underground. Without High Rise there would have been no PSF (the acronym stands for Psychedelic Speed Freaks -- the groups early moniker and the title of their debut album), no Musica Transonic, no Mainliner... This latest release features the group live in New York and Seattle on their most recent US tour, before an adoring audience of speedfreak boneheads (maybe youll even hear yourself hollering louder or faster). Surprisingly, the trademark Nanjo production aesthetic has been toned down a notch, leaving the splattered acid genius and tonal control (!) of Naritas solos the most evident theyve ever been. Nanjo and ex-White Heaven drummer Koji Shimura are as poundingly heavy a rhythm section as you could wish for. But its the guitar where it is at: theres still nothing quite like Narita kicking open the throttle and tearing into a manic solo, leaving shit-eating grins to eat dust in his wake... - Alan Cummings.