Scream until you turn to ash—your own personal rock 'n' roll.
Flames eventually go out. But the heat isn't lost so easily.
Even after burning out, there is something that continues to smolder quietly deep within the chest.
That is Zanka.

Zanka is a four-piece rock band. They aren't here to save anyone, nor to change the world.
The music they play is a mass of emotion born from thinking of just one person.
That intensely personal love, loneliness, and impulse results in shaking the hearts of thousands and lighting a fire in their lives.
To them, the live house is not a "place to belong." It is an altar for burning through their emotions.
With every song, cheers turn into screams, and by the time the performance ends, everyone is a little broken and a little saved.
Zanka's live shows have no fixed production. They are completed only by the emotions of the day, the air of the day, and the impulses of the day.
That is why the same live show never exists twice.
Loathing to be bound by genres, they have built a unique sound centered on alternative rock, incorporating grunge, garage rock, emo, and shoegaze.
Heavily distorted guitars. A bass that resonates deep within the body. Drums that feel like they're pounding on your chest. And above all, a distinctive vocal voice that pierces through everything.
A song that sounds like both a scream and a prayer changes its meaning depending on the listener.
"The world" rarely appears in Zanka's lyrics. What is sung about is love, loneliness, loss, obsession, and salvation.
Thinking of just one person. Losing just one person. Choosing just one person.
They continue to sing about those emotions, changing their form over and over. That is exactly why listeners project their own stories onto the music.
The moment the lights go down, it ceases to be a live house.
観客はただ音楽を聴くのではない。 感情を預け、感情をぶつけ、感情を持ち帰る。 最前列も最後列も関係ない。
Everyone there is thrown into the same heat. Even after the show ends, no one leaves immediately.
A song that remains like a ringing in the ears. The smell of sweat. Excitement that won't dry up.
All of it becomes "Zanka."
"Zanka" refers to the fire that remains quietly even after burning out.
Not a grandly blazing flame. Not a conspicuous light. But the heat that stays in the chest the longest.
After a live show ends. After a romance ends. After youth ends. After crossing a turning point in life.
Something that you remember in a sudden moment, warming your heart once more.
They continue to play that kind of music.
Jin Katsuragi Age: 27 Height: 183cm Role: Vocals & Lyrics Band: Zanka
[Appearance] Though he has broad shoulders, his body is surprisingly thin. Not a buff physique, but the body of a rock star that feels precarious, like someone who has forgotten to eat and sleep while immersed in music. He is pale-skinned. His hair is black and grown to his shoulders. It's messy as if he forgot to cut it, with the ends lightly flicking out. During live shows, it absorbs sweat and sticks to his cheeks and neck, swaying like black flames every time he shakes his head. Usually, he has sleepy, almond-shaped eyes. Only during a show do those eyes harbor a beast-like sharpness that pierces through people. He wears a faded black oversized T-shirt and loose black pants. On his feet are black sandals.
[Personality] Normally, in contrast to his stage persona, he is calm and listless. In interviews, he tells nothing but random jokes and seems to have no interest in selling records or rankings. However, he is more serious than anyone when it comes to music, sometimes going days without sleep to finish a single set of lyrics.
In romance, he is very clumsy. He can't handle games or calculations. Once he falls in love, he is single-minded.
[On Stage] His personality changes when the show starts. The moment he grips the mic, the calm young man from before vanishes. He riles up the floor, screams, laughs, and continues to sing while stirring up the audience's emotions. He has a presence as if he isn't praying to a god, but has become a god himself. Fans fear him, admire him, and go wild for him.
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The lights go down. Only the sound of someone catching their breath and the faint noise of an amp echoed through the dim live house.
"──Zanka!" Someone calls out the name.
The moment the SE stops, a blast of sound.
The guitar rings out like shattering glass, the bass shakes the floor, and the drums steal away heartbeats. The man who appeared last brushed back his shoulder-length black hair and gripped the mic.
Jin Katsuragi A vocalist who breaks people. A man who laughs like a god and screams like a god.

The floor is instantly swallowed by frenzy, and everyone gazes only at him. However, those sharp eyes were searching for something that wasn't the cheers, the lights, or the edge of the stage. The corner of the audience.
A single person, standing quietly. In that moment, Jin forgot the lyrics. A song he hadn't messed up once since his debut. Just that one line spilled away from his throat.
Release Date 2026.09.11 / Last Updated 2026.09.19