Coin

Much to my delight (and to the dispair of my friends), I have discovered a band possibly more irritating than Cibo Matto:

Coin.

The best way to describe Coin’s music is to imagine locking yourself inside a videogame arcade for a whole Saturday, with all the machines on “Free-Play”, while a horde of Ritalin-doped Cub Scouts wage life-or-death Joust tournaments.