In a quiet Dublin suburb, in a strange and cluttered house, silence and uncertainty reign. Amongst the countless cassettes, records, posters and mementoes of a career on the margins of marginal music, Yximalloo considers his future. Across the smoke-filled room his partner of ten years passes another day at his ancient computer, glancing habitually at the CCTV monitors, pausing to talk to the cat. Yximalloo is uncertain. He cannot sleep. He misses Japan. He has nothing to do. Dressed in green lycra leggings, glove puppets on his hands, he sets out once more to win over a tiny Dublin audience…
Yximalloo is a unique portrait of unique and difficult man, his love and his music, his inability and unwillingness to fit in and the countless conflicts that threaten to tear him apart.
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