Review: Kaiju Daisenso ‘Carnivorous Aliens From Planet Terra’
OK, come with me on a journey into a fantastical world where sci-fi and monster movies go face to face with power violence. It’s a crazy concept, but not as crazy as the fact that it feels like it’s an area that’s never overly been explored before.
Think Napalm Death meets Godzilla in space, and you wouldn’t be too far off the concept behind this marvellous little album that is imminently being unleashed onto the universe, courtesy of Tokyo Fist and Master Kontrol Audio.
It is, for lack of a better description, a fantastical trip into a terrifying and yet action-packed thrill ride. Laced with intrigue, suspense, and a metric fuck ton of retro Eastern-inspired meets Americana craziness. It’s all of those sixties sci-fi shows that we remember, like Lost In Space and the original Godzilla movies, repackaged as a dirty reimagining for the ears.
As for the package itself, it is a seven-track quagmire of high-intensity breakneck thrashy punk and lower-key tracks that monologue the storyline as it plays through. Heavy on the soundbites, this concept is kept vibrant throughout by the tracks that unleash hell when necessary and move the story forward. Not that it overly needs any though; it’s as fun a listen as it is a venomous outpouring.
Opening with They Came Without Warning, we get our first glimpse into the chaos. The calm is shattered pretty much instantly as the pummelling begins. It explodes into a fast punky thrash splatter fest, complete with shouty vocals and face-melting guitar passages. Let’s be clear, this needs playing loud, otherwise the intensity isn’t as feral. Taking no prisoners, it bowls in, unleashes hell and shits out terror, all in the space of less than two minutes.
God(zilla Not God(zilla) swiftly rolls in and turns up the pace by a couple of dozen notches. It’s here where I draw comparison to Napalm Death, especially because in these moments nothing really quite hits the spot like that level of ferocity. The opening monologue quickly dissipates, and in its wake, a shitstorm is unleashed. Visceral and spewing venom, it gratifies that primal urge within us all.
By complete contrast Plan 2, Item 4, Schedule 5 is a closer, more awkward piece, based on the repeated instructional advice which is used in the title. Sonically, it is a moment of respite, and yet at the same time, the eerie stifling discomfort can be felt throughout. It’s a real display of understanding the concepts and execution of this stylised project, because it does conjure up feelings of discomfort and unease during its three-and-a-half-minute runtime.
Visceral and spewing venom, it gratifies that primal urge within us all…
UltraSeven Stomp, as the name suggests, is just that, a musical stomp through the wasteland. In the space of less than a minute, it propels us back into the ferocity of the situation and prepares the ground for its subsequent partner Fungus Of Terror. This brief assault is a chanted call to arms, a preparedness to fight back, and a response worthy of its minute of madness.
As for Fungus Of Terror, it’s as grimy as the name suggests. It’s a sludgy punky outpouring, which is both hard and obnoxious. Imagine something which is both horrible and fantastic at the same time, and you won’t be far off the mark. This is my highlight of the whole record; it perfectly encapsulates everything I believe Kaiju Daisenso is trying to achieve, and in the process, it provides one of my favourite musical moments of 2026.
Track six, Carnivorous Aliens From Planet Terra, sees the return of this close, oppressive feeling – dank and guttural in its approach, as it plays through, it becomes more and more lavish in its ferocity. Primarily returning to the monologued storyline, it quickly turns into a chugfest, filling the air with putridly oppressive guitar wails and animalistic drum passages – it’s enough to make your ears bleed. Fast and abrasive it signals the trailing off in the dominance of the ‘alien’ threat, and the return of the human spirit. The second half of this seven-minute thrill ride truly awakens the animal instinct, and with the inclusion of the vocal, those screeched bestial lyrics atop a crushing backdrop of noise, it’s game over all rounds.
Finishing with Reprise-The Humans Rejoice, this is less a celebration and more a muted finale. The dark moody ambience with occasional percussive moments doesn’t suggest a win, and as it dies away, so too does any feeling of a happy outcome.
It’s been an emotional ride. I say ‘ride’, but I think what I really mean is adrenaline rush, as this feels more appropriate. It’s a real parallel of ferocious outpourings and dark sombre moments; it perfectly encapsulates the concept of the task and delivers a package which is every bit as enjoyable as it is terrifying. Enjoy, brave adventurer, it’s one hell of a journey.
Label: Master Kontrol Audio | Tokyo Fist
Band Links: Facebook | Bandcamp | Spotify
Scribed by: Lee Beamish
