Observations of my life since i last made a post:
-Haha, yea, i saw Jack Sparrow riding a bicycle.
-Why do old men walking down the street think i'm their friend?
-There was a pervert on the loose and the police suspected my friend
-Ipod's are so useful until your headphones break, then its just...lame.
-I haven't cleaned my mucked up shoes from the crazy irish music festival
-and spraying Febreeze on it did not make the black gunk go away.
-School is losing it's appeal. But i think you already knew that.
-Cheap wine makes my stomach bubble and my intestines kink
-lesson learned, don't buy 395yen bottle of wine...the conversion rate to USD alone should make you sick
-My dorm manager has a portal inside his room in which he can retrieve any object he so desires.
-My legs are starting to settle into normality and my knees are no longer screaming in pain.
-I need new pants.
-I need more money to buy pants.
-I need a job for more money.
-I need a lot of things...
My airplane ticket is being very stubborn. I say i want to stay longer. It says it will be expensive.
....asshole...
-Numbers have no emotions.
there are too many in this world.
- I lived out of my guitar case for a good couple days. It is quite roomy in there.
-shoulders hurt from carrying this second home
-massages are good, if you are asked for a massagi? or massgy....or however it translates...by a women off the street. She is a prostitute. And there are a lot of them.
-Cigarette filters here have activated carbon, sounds cool, makes me feel like i'm not killing myself as much. (same type of thing they use in a Brita filter)
-I left my yogurt outside my fridge over night. It was warm to the touch before i put it back in the morning after. Waiting till i starve until i dare try one.
-Don't consume the left over benedryl that has been sitting on your desk for a month. It will make you throw up.
-Till next time!
-Joe
Showing posts with label japan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label japan. Show all posts
4.05.2012
3.17.2012
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?
2.27.2012
Liver tastes like a meat flavored dish sponge
My memory has been reshapen over the last 5 days. It has just been so busy!
Currently learning Japanese has continually promoted episodic depression swings
that like to make me feel as important one of those minty fresh urinal cakes.
Last week started with, a concert. A great concert if i may add. Whiskey was the brand of choice, but it turned into rum and then shooters filled with tequila and ginger ale. What was strange about this concert is that it had only one vocalist. And that tends to be normal except for the fact that this vocalist was the same one for about 6 bands. What the hell? how did she practice with all of them...and we agreed she was only needed for the last band in which she performed the best. Instrumental bands are fine no?
So to perpetuate the story, i was again mistaken for a teenage boy -i shouldn't have shaved. But we will see who is laughing in 20 years. when i can pass off for being at least 21 (let's hope)
Day 2:
another concert. friend got wasted. She tried to kiss a Japanese man. was rejected. Didn't even know if he was a band member. One band had really good instrumentals, but the vocalist sung like a creepy orphan girl and i grew uncomfortable, so i went up stairs to have a smoke. But the music followed me on a big projector screen. I was terrified. Friend apparently blacked out when she got home and blamed it on me. I blame it on Japanese men telling her to drink and downing huge amounts of straight whiskey in response.
Day 3:
Park, booze, cigarettes, friends (optional) = cheap night out!
Day 4: Local bar. Friend got yelled at for bringing a coke from outside and not ordering anything, had to stand outside and finish it. Tried to ask for playing cards but stumbled his words and just ended up saying ありがとう (thank you) and other random gestures "...el cardo, trumpo" sounded like spanglish with a dash of japanese ontop. Afterward he got yelled at again for throwing darts too hard. the ultimate 外人 (foreigner)
Day 5:
What the fuck i had a long week, i want to take a break. Another free concert tonight in Shibuya. A band called Flip. Was invited to go out afterward by these older Japanese guys that were die hard fans. Ordered a water because i did not want to drink 5 nights in a row. They ended up ordering wine and pouring a glass for me, then another...and another...then i ate a piece of liver which made a part of me die inside. They kept running out of each wine we were getting so went from red, to white, to a pitcher... Found out across our room was the band that just preformed, drinking and celebrating with friends. We said hello, and the two guys with us were passed cloud 9. "Banzai!" they screamed with their arms thrown up in the air. They kindly paid for the 181,000 yen bill....
Today:
I want to murder everything.
Currently learning Japanese has continually promoted episodic depression swings
that like to make me feel as important one of those minty fresh urinal cakes.
Last week started with, a concert. A great concert if i may add. Whiskey was the brand of choice, but it turned into rum and then shooters filled with tequila and ginger ale. What was strange about this concert is that it had only one vocalist. And that tends to be normal except for the fact that this vocalist was the same one for about 6 bands. What the hell? how did she practice with all of them...and we agreed she was only needed for the last band in which she performed the best. Instrumental bands are fine no?
So to perpetuate the story, i was again mistaken for a teenage boy -i shouldn't have shaved. But we will see who is laughing in 20 years. when i can pass off for being at least 21 (let's hope)
Day 2:
another concert. friend got wasted. She tried to kiss a Japanese man. was rejected. Didn't even know if he was a band member. One band had really good instrumentals, but the vocalist sung like a creepy orphan girl and i grew uncomfortable, so i went up stairs to have a smoke. But the music followed me on a big projector screen. I was terrified. Friend apparently blacked out when she got home and blamed it on me. I blame it on Japanese men telling her to drink and downing huge amounts of straight whiskey in response.
Day 3:
Park, booze, cigarettes, friends (optional) = cheap night out!
Day 4: Local bar. Friend got yelled at for bringing a coke from outside and not ordering anything, had to stand outside and finish it. Tried to ask for playing cards but stumbled his words and just ended up saying ありがとう (thank you) and other random gestures "...el cardo, trumpo" sounded like spanglish with a dash of japanese ontop. Afterward he got yelled at again for throwing darts too hard. the ultimate 外人 (foreigner)
Day 5:
What the fuck i had a long week, i want to take a break. Another free concert tonight in Shibuya. A band called Flip. Was invited to go out afterward by these older Japanese guys that were die hard fans. Ordered a water because i did not want to drink 5 nights in a row. They ended up ordering wine and pouring a glass for me, then another...and another...then i ate a piece of liver which made a part of me die inside. They kept running out of each wine we were getting so went from red, to white, to a pitcher... Found out across our room was the band that just preformed, drinking and celebrating with friends. We said hello, and the two guys with us were passed cloud 9. "Banzai!" they screamed with their arms thrown up in the air. They kindly paid for the 181,000 yen bill....
Today:
I want to murder everything.
2.19.2012
the booze dance
Saturday was a zombie day.
and for two very good reasons.
free and alcohol.
It was snowing in Shibuya the other night. I immediately regretted my decision of not bringing an umbrella after one was handed to me before i left and i was like "PFFFF i'll be fine" .
fuck my hands were cold, particularly because my blood decides to ignore my extremities until they turn purple and dead. Thanks blood, you asshole.
I was suppose to meet the drummer i hung out with last weekend in Shibuya round 10 and figure out what to do. I coaxed someone else to come along so i wouldn't have to stand and wait around in the middle of shibuya while my phone kept yelling you're out of minutes and need a new card.
Eventually we all met in an Irish pub and im introduced to all the drummer's friends.
then the booze dance started.
pints pints pints, appetizers and pints, appetizers and pints.
(repeat)
and guess what? i was being treated these things. Nice beer? free nice beer?
or freeb for short.
2 girls were there, they decided the snow was so beautiful that they wanted to stand out on the balcony so they can get covered in freezing wet snow. After they came back they were shivering and told us they weren't drunk, they were just so entranced by the heavy flakes of snow. (it really hasn't snowed much in tokyo this year.)
It was also one of their birthdays, so we sung happy birthday in spanish (yes spanish...) while the pints of beer started to fuel my intoxication.
...and after a while the two girls started conversing with some ibm salary men.
only thing i could contribute was my ibm computer from the early 90's that could play frogger and pacman....and pretty much just that.
Now i'll go into detail about the rest of my night some other day because today, i am once again a zombie. surprise!!!
Because i went to karoke, and it was all you can drink for an hour -an alcoholic's buffet table...and the person ordering our drinks either didn't know how to count...or really really wanted to get his money's worth...and well...
if that helps explain things a little better...
so i will now resume hibernation.
-Till next time.
and for two very good reasons.
free and alcohol.
It was snowing in Shibuya the other night. I immediately regretted my decision of not bringing an umbrella after one was handed to me before i left and i was like "PFFFF i'll be fine" .
fuck my hands were cold, particularly because my blood decides to ignore my extremities until they turn purple and dead. Thanks blood, you asshole.
I was suppose to meet the drummer i hung out with last weekend in Shibuya round 10 and figure out what to do. I coaxed someone else to come along so i wouldn't have to stand and wait around in the middle of shibuya while my phone kept yelling you're out of minutes and need a new card.
Eventually we all met in an Irish pub and im introduced to all the drummer's friends.
then the booze dance started.
pints pints pints, appetizers and pints, appetizers and pints.
(repeat)
and guess what? i was being treated these things. Nice beer? free nice beer?
or freeb for short.
2 girls were there, they decided the snow was so beautiful that they wanted to stand out on the balcony so they can get covered in freezing wet snow. After they came back they were shivering and told us they weren't drunk, they were just so entranced by the heavy flakes of snow. (it really hasn't snowed much in tokyo this year.)
It was also one of their birthdays, so we sung happy birthday in spanish (yes spanish...) while the pints of beer started to fuel my intoxication.
...and after a while the two girls started conversing with some ibm salary men.
only thing i could contribute was my ibm computer from the early 90's that could play frogger and pacman....and pretty much just that.
Now i'll go into detail about the rest of my night some other day because today, i am once again a zombie. surprise!!!
Because i went to karoke, and it was all you can drink for an hour -an alcoholic's buffet table...and the person ordering our drinks either didn't know how to count...or really really wanted to get his money's worth...and well...
so i will now resume hibernation.
-Till next time.
2.12.2012
Stars replaced with lights and signs
ooooh my god my stomach has a giant expanding riceball filled with curry and chips
why have i eaten this much'
so last night was quite the experience, my friend tequila and i went to another concert.
Tequila became the life of the party as it starting whoring itself around the room. It also decided it would be funny if it randomly dropped on my foot as soon as i bought it. I was in pain, but it didn't break!!! wooo~
The concert had all you can eat candy. Someone kept giving me the really odd flavors thinking it would be funny. I don't think regurgitated wasabi flavored taffy is funny. especially if its on your shoes, no?
Anyway, we came to see one band, and they were really friendly. They also really liked tequila so i shared it and watched the reactions of half their faces go like "ITS STRONG" -Except the drummer, who claims that him being puerto rican allows him to drink straight tequila like it was water. We went out drinking with them at this restaurant afterward and decided to wander around Shibuya all night until the trains start back up again at 5 am. We met many friends, especially infront of convenience stores until we were shoo'd out by the manager. I tried to skateboard and failed miserably because it was on a hill. I think i have weak knees.
im slowly getting better at japanese,
but it is very.
very.
slow.
i have to buy more cigarettes, curse all.
-joe
why have i eaten this much'
so last night was quite the experience, my friend tequila and i went to another concert.
Tequila became the life of the party as it starting whoring itself around the room. It also decided it would be funny if it randomly dropped on my foot as soon as i bought it. I was in pain, but it didn't break!!! wooo~
The concert had all you can eat candy. Someone kept giving me the really odd flavors thinking it would be funny. I don't think regurgitated wasabi flavored taffy is funny. especially if its on your shoes, no?
Anyway, we came to see one band, and they were really friendly. They also really liked tequila so i shared it and watched the reactions of half their faces go like "ITS STRONG" -Except the drummer, who claims that him being puerto rican allows him to drink straight tequila like it was water. We went out drinking with them at this restaurant afterward and decided to wander around Shibuya all night until the trains start back up again at 5 am. We met many friends, especially infront of convenience stores until we were shoo'd out by the manager. I tried to skateboard and failed miserably because it was on a hill. I think i have weak knees.
im slowly getting better at japanese,
but it is very.
very.
slow.
i have to buy more cigarettes, curse all.
-joe
10.03.2011
Japan.
I really want to go to japan.
I just applied to study abroad this spring.
I want to dance in the tokyo lights.
Radiation? I think i'll be ok for a few months.
Whats the deal with Japan's Visa....WHY DO YOU NEED TO SEE MY BANK ACCOUNT.
but that's ok.
i like you anyway.
your sushi rolls
and sake bombs
chopstick utensils
and bamboo forests
I want some zany Japanese game show to send a mob chasing after me while i walk down the streets to go to class.
I want to make a picture log of all the weird positions i'll be in when i'm over there.
Yes, some wont be oh so original here. But in Japan. They BECOME ORIGINAL AGAIN.
and i can wipe my slate clean, and take a break from Americas Constipated Uptight Society.
no offense guys, but you make my hairline recede sometimes.
I heard your coffee sucks, but that's ok. it has stained my teeth and i had to buy all the whiting toothpaste crap and those white-strips? yeaaaa, id rather not go through that again.
I just applied to study abroad this spring.
I want to dance in the tokyo lights.
Radiation? I think i'll be ok for a few months.
Whats the deal with Japan's Visa....WHY DO YOU NEED TO SEE MY BANK ACCOUNT.
but that's ok.
i like you anyway.
your sushi rolls
and sake bombs
chopstick utensils
and bamboo forests
I want some zany Japanese game show to send a mob chasing after me while i walk down the streets to go to class.
I want to make a picture log of all the weird positions i'll be in when i'm over there.
Yes, some wont be oh so original here. But in Japan. They BECOME ORIGINAL AGAIN.
and i can wipe my slate clean, and take a break from Americas Constipated Uptight Society.
no offense guys, but you make my hairline recede sometimes.
I heard your coffee sucks, but that's ok. it has stained my teeth and i had to buy all the whiting toothpaste crap and those white-strips? yeaaaa, id rather not go through that again.
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