・Overview & Author’s personal opinion
↑THE HIGH-LOWS↓ is a Japanese rock band formed in 1995 by HIROTO KOHMOTO and MASATOSHI MASHIMA, formerly of THE BLUE HEARTS.
They have been inactive since 2005.
I like ↑THE HIGH-LOWS↓ the best in their career.
Because I can feel the atmosphere of hard rock in their punk-rock style songs.
They are still fun to watch with their crazy performances and their grace is still there.
And of course, they are super cool.
Really cool.
I’ll introduce recommended songs by ↑THE HIGH-LOWS↓ with English lyrics since they are not available on spotify.
・Musical style
punk, hard rock
・MEMBER
- HIROTO KOMOTO – vocals, blues harp, guitar
- MASATOSHI MASHIMA – guitar, chorus
- SAKITO SHIRABE – bass guitar, chorus
- KENJI OHSHIMA – drums, chorus
- MIKIO SHIRAI – keyboards, chorus
・Official website
closed
・Recommended YouTube videos and English translation of lyrics
ミサイルマン / Missile Man From the Antarctic to the Arctic From jungle to tundra For less than a Manhattan. Missile Man bids on it. If it's fashionable to kill yourself. It's fashionable to live longer A man who is selfish Missile Man will wake up. Oh. Feed me something. Feed me something. Feed me something. It ain't like that. Will somebody please buy him? Will somebody please buy him? The man who never made it into the catalog. Missile Man is useful. Daphnia or whale. I don't like the living. A man who is selfish Missile Man will wake up. Oh. Give me something to eat. Feed me something. Feed me something. It ain't like that.
胸がドキドキ(MUNE GA DOKIDOKI) / Heart is pounding The end of the century for the first time in a hundred years They told me to cry and I laughed The end of the century for the first time in a long time I'm leaping out into the wide world What I almost understood as a child I've grown up and I still don't understand. I'm not a big fan. Not respectable. I know what I know. Heart pounding Not the answer. It's not true. I believe... My heart is pounding Just the pounding of my heart. I don't know if it's cool. I had a dream I couldn't contain. Instead of waiting around with a plan. I'll hit them as a child Even if you put up a flag at the edge of the universe The mysteries of the universe remain unknown. I'm not a big man. Not respectable. All I know is... My heart is pounding Not the answer. It's not true. I believe... Heart pounding in my chest And it's not great. Not respectable. I know... Heart pounding in my chest Not the answer. It's not true. I believe... My heart is pounding Only my heart is pounding.
青春(SEISYUN) / Youth I forgot the songs I learned in winter Oil left in the stove Sharp and shiny like a crape The dregs of passion that eventually melt away Boogie at the piano in music class Jerry Lee Style Bone exposed, then laugh prose-like. Punching a senior in the hallway I just paid for the fire that rained down on me. I'm going to get beat up on my way out of school. Six to one, you're gonna get your ass handed to you. I've got a nosebleed and aches all over. My mouth is cut. Going for the rebound when that girl is flying high. Heartless gentleness is akin to defeat. Chaos, confusion and frenzy go with me Picking and biting the fruit of the daisy apple in the corner of the schoolyard Terribly sour. The smell of summer mingling with your scent makes my heart pound. I wish time would really, really stop now. Just the two of us, on a bench under a blue sky, at our best.
日曜日よりの使者(NITIYOUBI YORINO SHISYA) / Messenger from Sunday I want you to take me somewhere far away from here. You are. You are the one. Messenger from Sunday Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Take me somewhere far away from here like this. You are. You are the one. Messenger from Sunday For example, if it's pouring rain all over the world Laughing and giggling Messenger from Sunday Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Dive into the glass you drank last night. I floated on a float. Messenger from Sunday I'll tell you a good lie. I'll get through it. No one gets hurt. Messenger from Sunday A shooting star has arrived The western sky where sorrow sinks And you're going to pick up the one rising in the east. Messenger from Sunday Take me somewhere far away from here, please. You are. You are the one. Messenger from Sunday For example, if this city wants me Let's go now. Messenger from Sunday A shooting star has arrived The western sky where sadness sinks And what rises in the east You're going to pick me up, aren't you? Messenger from Sunday Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Sha, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Sha, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Messenger from Sunday
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