Bright Blue Day Haze

*PRE-ORDER "FOREST OF LOST CHILDREN" ON COLORED VINYL/CD HERE: http://beyondbeyondisbeyondrecords.bigcartel.com/product/kikagaku-moyo-forest-of-lost-children

To anyone who has heard the music of Kikagaku Moyo, it should come as no surprise that the band’s origins lie in hours upon hours of late-night jamming, illuminated by nothing more than the geometric patterns playing behind the band’s eyelids, resulting in a natural, free-floating sound, as of-the-earth as it is intergalactic. It may be surprising that the band sharpened their improvisational skills by busking on the streets of their native Tokyo. It may be surprising that the band’s overall sound may owe as much or more to the Incredible String Band as it does to Acid Mother’s Temple.

But what’s perhaps most surprising about Forest of Lost Children, the band’s face-melting, recorded-ritual sophomore album, is how utterly centered and mature the band sounds, especially given their relatively short lifespan as a band. Boundless though they may be, Kikagaku Moyo here sound anything but lost, their child-like wonder manifested in a confident, courageous exploration of sound. Labels – psychedelic, folk, prog-rock, psychedelic-folk-mixed-with-prog-rock – do little to accurately reflect the spectrum of influences on display, let alone the more impactful realization of completeness in Kikagaku Moyo’s songs.

Easily one of the most shimmering crown-jewels in the rapidly expanding BBiB catalog, look for Kikagaku Moyo and Forest of Lost Children to be found taking shape in the expanded minds of listeners everywhere. - Ryan Muldoon


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Kikagaku Moyo - Smoke And Mirrors

*PRE-ORDER "FOREST OF LOST CHILDREN" ON COLORED VINYL/CD HERE: http://beyondbeyondisbeyondrecords.bigcartel.com/product/kikagaku-moyo-forest-of-lost-children

To anyone who has heard the music of Kikagaku Moyo, it should come as no surprise that the band’s origins lie in hours upon hours of late-night jamming, illuminated by nothing more than the geometric patterns playing behind the band’s eyelids, resulting in a natural, free-floating sound, as of-the-earth as it is intergalactic. It may be surprising that the band sharpened their improvisational skills by busking on the streets of their native Tokyo. It may be surprising that the band’s overall sound may owe as much or more to the Incredible String Band as it does to Acid Mother’s Temple.
 
But what’s perhaps most surprising about Forest of Lost Children, the band’s face-melting, recorded-ritual sophomore album, is how utterly centered and mature the band sounds, especially given their relatively short lifespan as a band. Boundless though they may be, Kikagaku Moyo here sound anything but lost, their child-like wonder manifested in a confident, courageous exploration of sound. Labels – psychedelic, folk, prog-rock, psychedelic-folk-mixed-with-prog-rock – do little to accurately reflect the spectrum of influences on display, let alone the more impactful realization of completeness in Kikagaku Moyo’s songs.

Easily one of the most shimmering crown-jewels in the rapidly expanding BBiB catalog, look for Kikagaku Moyo and Forest of Lost Children to be found taking shape in the expanded minds of listeners everywhere. - Ryan Muldoon

Kikagaku Moyo - Streets Of Calcutta

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The album "House in the Tall Grass" will be released on LP/CD/DL in May 13th.

CD/LP/DL: https://gurugurubrain.bandcamp.com/album/house-in-the-tall-grass

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Kikagaku MoyoHouse in Tall Grass


Kikagaku Moyo - "Kogarashi"

Paranoid Cocoon

Gotta Cheer Up

Their Satanic Majesties' Second Request

Anemone

Catamaran

Allah-Las

Long Journey

Kikagaku Moyo - Dripping Sun

lyrics: 
nobody trips like 
nobody trips like i do 
I can hardly see 
I can hardly see it through 
but I'll swim right through 
I'll swim right through the rain 
and I hope there's love 
sweet love to gain 
alright 
nobody does me 
quite like I do myself 
my mind's my own 
and it's not for sale 
and I felt my spirit 
my spirit fly away 
but I know it's mine 
until my dying day 
nobody trips like I do 
swimming through the rain 
on a hot afternoon 
said, nobody trips like I do 
swimming through the rain 
on a hot afternoon 
I've been back to reckon the sun 
climbing up a horizon 
I've been back to reckon the sun 
as the one 
that we come from

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