Our first real day in Japan was to start with a little history lesson. After grabbing some Onigiri and a couple cans of Suntory Boss from the store, Hiromi and his crew (the guy really does seem to run things in Niigata) took us out to a five hundred year old castle. It made me feel embarrassed about Casa Loma.
Later that day came the real reason we were here: to rock out and stuff. The show was beyond description, compared to what we're used to in Canada. As soon as we walked in the joint kids actually got excited, blurted out our names, giggled and ran away. I felt like I was in Boys 2 Men. Hiromi DJed a super eclectic set of music (like, Refused would be right next to Ride) and the kids danced to all of it.
While we were playing the energy in the room was amazing. Kids were all singing along, even to the songs I don't really know the words to. One of my all time favourite shows.
After we played was pretty mind blowing as well. Some of the kids brought us gifts, like bottles of sake, just to thank us for coming. I would like this custom to start in Canada as soon as possible, possibly with cold hard cash. We also signed a billion CDs and took a trillion photos with people. Gosh!
Luckily Rashomon was there to take us down a few notches. They play traditional Japanese instruments but end up sounding like the most intense doom metal (no matter how I try to describe it, it sounds cheesy ... but trust me, it's not in the least). It was incredible. Totally rad guys too. We hung out and talked about hardcore records after they played.
After the show was over, backstage was a sweet party that I didn't want to end -- drinking booze drinks, making new friends, learning some new words -- but we were leaving the next morning at seven. In the morning. In the a.m. Oh boy.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Japan - Day One
Leaving for the airport in the morning was all about nerves. I don't think any of us were all that happy with the idea of a twelve hour flight, not to mention the initial detour to Chicago. At least O'Hare was pretty neat looking.
After about 19 hours of travel (leaving us both feeling and looking pretty ragged) we arrived at Narita airport in Japan. We couldn't have been happier to see the faces of Ricky and Kenji (you'll hear a lot more about them later), but were kinda sad that we still had a five hour drive ahead of us to Niigata.
One thing that did help the drive, however, is that fact that you can drink in a vehicle in Japan as long as you aren't the driver. I'm not saying that I want that to become the case in Toronto or anything (I ride a bike here and almost get killed enough times on a daily basis as it is), but a nice tall Sapporo made things a whole bunch smoother for us.
We got to Niigata and met up with Hiromi, the kind man who put our show together at Junkbox Mini. We loaded in, took some photos, bought some beer, checked into our hotel, watched a little Japanese TV and went out for dinner.
Ricky and Kenji fed us rad foods and even radder sake, which made us feel like a million yen (about ten thousand Canadian bucks). Then Derek got all crunky on us. After that, it was bed time for the tired Canadian lads.
After about 19 hours of travel (leaving us both feeling and looking pretty ragged) we arrived at Narita airport in Japan. We couldn't have been happier to see the faces of Ricky and Kenji (you'll hear a lot more about them later), but were kinda sad that we still had a five hour drive ahead of us to Niigata.
One thing that did help the drive, however, is that fact that you can drink in a vehicle in Japan as long as you aren't the driver. I'm not saying that I want that to become the case in Toronto or anything (I ride a bike here and almost get killed enough times on a daily basis as it is), but a nice tall Sapporo made things a whole bunch smoother for us.
We got to Niigata and met up with Hiromi, the kind man who put our show together at Junkbox Mini. We loaded in, took some photos, bought some beer, checked into our hotel, watched a little Japanese TV and went out for dinner.
Ricky and Kenji fed us rad foods and even radder sake, which made us feel like a million yen (about ten thousand Canadian bucks). Then Derek got all crunky on us. After that, it was bed time for the tired Canadian lads.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Free Shit
If you're so inclined, you can enter to win a free copy of the Japanese pressing of our record Modern Currencies from the dudes over at Paper Bag Records. While this likely means that someone in the band is going to end up without a copy, we would still like to encourage you to enter.
Give me free stuff!
Things that the Japanese pressing offers, that you will not find on the regular pressing:
Give me free stuff!
Things that the Japanese pressing offers, that you will not find on the regular pressing:
- Two unreleased tracks
- A piece of paper along the spine with Japanese writing on it
- An additional booklet with the lyrics translated into Japanese (I really want to learn how to say "let's just kill all the living" in Japanese)
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Japan Tour
We leave Sunday for the Land of the Rising Sun to play three shows. Come and check us out. Huge thanks to 51 Records and On The One for bringing us out. We promise to behave.
July 8 - Junkbox Mini - Niigata
July 9 - O-Nest - Tokyo
July 10 - Drunkard's Stadium - Kashiwa
Here's some stuff people said about us in Japan, which we don't understand, but like to imagine is really flattering:
p.s. If anyone has any tips, advice, warnings or anything like that, let us know.
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