Friday, June 26, 1998 at the Breakroom
text & photos by: Helen Halloran

The Breakroom was the place to be last Friday, let me tell ya!  Japan's finest garage/trash rock band, Guitar Wolf, played a blistering set for a most appreciative crowd.  By the end of the evening, there wasn't a non sweaty body to be found within a two block radius, I swear!

Seiji shows us all what rock & roll really is!

The evening started out with sets by the bands The Tokyo Drifters and The Makers.  The Makers seem to be the band of the moment in Seattle, receiving quite a bit of hype and numerous gigs.  Although their songs made we want to shake my boo-tay, on a whole they kind of left me flat.  Besides their pretentious image, there's nothing very distinctive about them.  The crowd really enjoyed them, but hey, they're no Guitar Wolf, that's for sure!

 
Seiji, the Japanese ambassador of cool!
When Guitar Wolf hit the stage, everybody was ready to rock.  And these guys didn't disappoint!  They started their show with their backs to the audience, Seiji was drinking a beer and Toru and Billy were combing their rock-a-billy dos.  The crowd loved it.  As soon as they started their first song, the crowd near the front of the stage began dancing and moshing non-stop.
 
Billy plays his bass real low!  Yea baby!      Toru, the drummer... I think I'm in love!

The first time I saw these guys, they opened up for the Cramps at the Showbox.  I was blown away by their trashy straight ahead rock & roll style, and their leather trousers.  They were very very... tight!  You could see outlines, everything!  But enough about the trousers, these guys can really rock!
 

Go cats go!  Billy & Seiji drive the crowd at the Breakroom crazy!

Why is it that a Japanese band like Guitar Wolf can take American rock and roll, chew it up and spit it out better than most bands here can?  Everything about these guys is just so cool, the way they look, the way they play, damn!  And they always give 200% at their shows, at least they have both times I've seen them!
 

Seiji instructs an audience member on the finer points of holding a guitar pick.
Near the end of the show, Seiji (the guitar god), brought an audience member up on stage and had him play guitar.  Surprisingly, this guy could play, and Seiji took this opportunity to rip it up on the vocals, and ride around on stage on the shoulders of another obliging audience member.  Everybody was going nuts by this time.  The stage was sopping wet, covered with beer and water.  The band was still ready to rock all night, although it was close to 1:30 a.m.  By the time they played their last encore, they looked exhausted (in a good way) and the audience was spent as well.  All in all, one kick ass rock & roll show!  The way it's supposed to be!  Who said rock is dead?  Huh?  I'd like to introduce him or her to Guitar Wolf!


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