“Yo, Nihon Action——–> sorry I didn’t get to catch up with you after….. trains to catch, J-pop stars to lust after. You know how it is J-stylees. Get your butt down to Shizuoka so we can catch up again….. and perhaps climb that frickin’ mountain or go to the Hamamatsu Festival (also know as ‘The Little Men with Big Angry Kites Festival’) at the start of May.” Me….???? What the hell???
>>So, I was trying to sort through my ever filling up hardrive again and came upon more wriitng from when I lived in Japan.
It is an email that I had saved as a draft but not actually sent (or maybe I did sent it). It had some personal messages to people that I didn’t understand (can’t for the life of me remember Nihon Action…???)
The pictures were taken on my Samsung mobile phone. That’s right, waaaay back in 2003 Japanese people were rocking the camera phones.
This one is pretty funny to me. The way I write is very Younger Me. But I still remember how amazing that night was.
April 25th, 2003 T O K Y O , J A P A N
On Tuesday April 25th I made the journey east, leaving the safe coven of my small mountainside city, and ventured to the Godzilla infested Tokyo.
The cause was well worthy————-> Tokyo Bay Hall (next to Disneyland…ohh yeah) was playing host to MASSIVE ATTACK and DJ SHADOW.
There flocked lots of fUnKeD up Japanese youth (and a fair few foreigners, I dare say) and of course two lovely country Victorian girls, namely Clare and Kate.
So, I met up with Clare and we spent a lovely arvo in Shinjuku and Harajuku realising that Yellow Fever is a serious illness (and that there are a lot of hotties in that part of town).
Sorry. BACK TO THE BEATS.
What is a good arena concert if there isn’t a little mission impossible action?
After going to my second floor seat in the NOSE BLEED section, I realised that in the best interests of my musical growth (and we all know it is ALL about the music), I would need to get down on the 1st floor.
It wasn’t so hard, really. I just played the ‘I don’t speak Japanese’ card (it is a lame and terrible excuse but my judgment was clouded by the anticipation of some seriously cool music) and disappeared into the crowd.
Shadow was the man: scratchin’ it up and shakin’ his booty over 5 decks, there was a bit of Bjork in there and even some Handsome Boy Modeling School (holy calamity, scream insanity, all you ever gonna be is another great fan of me- BREAK!). Not to mention the mad video console mix-up he did at the end…………
My sources have suggested that young Clare might possibly have spent most of it, if not all of it, getting sloshed in the bar…….
The visuals were wIcKeD. It was a bit like their new web page, they had all this weird computer terminal window stuff going on (ahh…100th window) that was WAY COOL.
Most impressive and nice to see was that they had been custom made for Japan (it is the small things that are most appreciated).
Basically, it was just farkin’ brilliant.