A man among men. Quivering that huge nose and rattling his windpipe, he invented a shouting mechanism all his own — the emperor of black enka. Every syllable he sings is drawn in thick strokes, so the lyrics go straight into your head. Once he lets out a howl, an excited auntie in the audience yanks off her panties and hurls them at him → he picks up the red panties and mops the sweat off his brow → the auntie shrieks → he tosses the panties back into the crowd → the auntie faints... that's the formula. A first-half-of-the-year best-of that goes off like one misfire after another. Ladies, date a man who plays you this stuff in his car.