Japanese superstar Yoshiki Credit: Richard Whittaker

Always remember the fine print on every gig poster ever: “Lineup may change.”

It was a rocky start to the 21st iteration of one of SXSW’s most beloved showcases, and a big disappointment for anyone expecting Atomic Stooges’ greasy grebo rock. The news at the door was that they were in Denver with visa issues, which sucked for them.

Panaquonpe Credit: John Anderson

Fortunately, unreconstructed and chirpy club DJ duo Panaquonpe spun up, with perfect mismatched glee equaled only by their sartorial dissonance: band shirt and cargo shorts vs. charmingly dissolute white suit with a single red rose.

Ed Woods Credit: Richard Whittaker

In fact, throw the schedule out the window: Dexstring was a no-show as well, so maniac trash rockers Ed Woods violated the stage in all their greased-up, psychobilly, ketchup-and-mustard-spraying glory. A 20-minute micro set by the bass/upright bass/guitar/drums quartet slammed through partial male nudity, multiple layers of Underoos, and a kickass rendition of Roky Erickson’s “I Walked With a Zombie.”

[Alexandros] made for a third unexpected addition thereafter. Standing in for art-rockers Kao=s, their Hawthorne Heights-esque emo pop proved there’s still life in that unfairly kicked dog of a genre. Cutting in with their own cover, a sliver of Metallica’s “Master of Puppets,” they were a melodic screamo drive-by.

Japanese superstar Yoshiki Credit: Richard Whittaker

And then there was the mystery special guest, a big enough name that club management and security scuttled fast and held frantic conversations. When a string quartet arrived, the cat was out of the bag.

With that, Yoshiki, drummer of X Japan-turned-classical pianist (and subject of SXSW Film doc We are X, which screened mere hours earlier at the Paramount) swept in wearing a flowing white coat and rock-star shades. Some bands couldn’t make it, he said.

“So I’m here as filler.”

Some filler. Imagine Slayer ex Dave Lombardo showing up for an impromptu piano recital. A sweeping rendition of X’s “Endless Rain” was greeted with an appropriately stadium-size roar. He reciprocated with a promise to return with the full X.

Japan Nite delivered yet again.

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The Chronicle's first Culture Desk editor, Richard has reported on Austin's growing film production and appreciation scene for over a decade. A graduate of the universities of York, Stirling, and UT-Austin, a Rotten Tomatoes certified critic, and eight-time Best of Austin winner, he's currently at work on two books and a play.