A little flicker of home

I just woke up, and in my hometown, that would be normal.  Except it is the equivalent of 8:00 pm here.  This is because in honor of my 21st birthday celebration  a concert was the plan to perpetuate the drunken harmonics of sound.

Firstly, we saw a few bands from Okinawa.  My first impression was, holy shit they remind me so much of home.  The music scene ranged from similarities with So Cal' punk, to New Jersey Ska styled licks.  It was a pretty homely feeling, especially when seeing a bunch of people skanking in the middle of Shibuya Japan, it brings back memories of New Jersey.  The venue, branded "Milky Way"  was very laid back and people would jump all over the stage dancing (one song had a hilarious choreographed dance that the crowd all knew) and they even managed to crowd surf despite the size of the venue (which is small).  There were times where multiple people would sandwich each other and they'd be carried into the crowd like some mangled mutant being.  My friend was able to converse around but i just smoked cigarettes to pass my awkward language alienation.  Though, i thought it was funny when i tried to reach in between to guys to get to the ash tray and they other one jumped 30 feet away because it scared him.

Initially our plans to meet up with many people after this concert to go somewhere till the trains started back up again around 5 am.  Yet,  everyone backed out, or just didn't respond.  HELL WITH YOU GUYS, you are now the enemy.

we had great fucking night anyway, and decided to go off to another concert where our friends were playing at.  Yea, we concert hopped all the way to Shinkjuku to see our good ole' friends Hate no Hate and a little liquor.  One of the drummers bought us curry and the guitarist tried to give us a discount, ahh, they are so good to us!!  We love them!

 This being an all night concert it was very laxed, very chill with an awesome awesome range of music.  I was surprised how good all the bands were and the crowd was just as crazy as the last one.  The band that was playing when we walked in sang a lot of English lyrics, it was very nostalgic for me and they were a pretty fucking good band in my opinion too.

I was approached by a foreigner, he asked me in japanese, if i well...spoke japanese, and his accent was obviously not Japanese.  So i just responded in English and we chatted for a while. He was very drunk, and from Australia, takes pictures of one band that was playing tonight.  He tried to get with 2 Japanese girls, and for a while he had one under each arm and was dancing obstructively in front of us.   Then he ditched one of them and tried to make a move to the other but was flat out rejected many a time, ha ha.  The ditched girl was very lost and confused looking.  After rejection he passed out leaning on the wall.  His expression read like his brain stopped functioning and he had 1 little brain cell chugging along all the neuron tubes. Eventually that brain cell got tired and he fell to the ground, i was surprised he managed to stay standing for that long.  The other girl that he ditched came to his rescue with some tea, and he immediately passed out on her shoulder.  After regaining the ability to walk, he tried to take her outside.  He failed as you may have thought.

My one question is,  why was this one fellow in biker shorts  walking around hitting things with drum sticks all night?