Hiroshi Sunairi performed energtic fun humorous stuff written by Jonathan Bepler, which culminated in Hiroshi thrusting his pelvis into the face of a guy in drag tied down to a chair. The Tonic description said: Hiroshi sings a mixture of Japanese Enka, Country, Chanson (Edith Piaf), and Chinese Opera, incorporating "aspects of avant garde karaoke."
I never heard of Hiroshi Sunairi before, but I ended up enjoying his relaxed singing, industrial noise, pop, and comedy much more than the uptight Arto who I'd come to see.