This world, of hidden Heideggerian stuff and especially of sounds, of small sounds, of passing trains, this world opens a band from Tokyo that I would like to introduce here.
Now it’s not that Tenniscoats only did field recording. This would be too boring and on the other hand it would bring nothing. But they do incorporate field recording into their tracks. But there is more. Because the songs themselves are made up of, I call them now, “little sounds”. When I listen to the music of this band, I suddenly see the stuff, maybe a stone around the corner or an old fence. It appears to me. Just like the different sounds that spring brings. The music of Tenniscoats reveals this world before us. With small, almost non-existent sounds. And that’s what makes it so wonderful. And so useful. Like the Zeug.