Everything Is Just Fine And Alright
Here’s a form of slow death I don’t recommend for anyone - a trip to Costco in Kaihinmakuhari. I’m glad it makes people happy to push their way through crowds of motherfuckers looking at mass produced crap, then wait in an eternal line for somebody at the exit to check your receipt and make sure you’re a member… the whole experience makes you feel raped. Is this the future of shopping? Christ, I hope not. A big grey warehouse full of stacks of useless shit… a giant kiddie pool for all the people with huge yards in Japan… pallets full of junk food… man, if I ever go back there it’ll be too soon.
Wow, I feel better. It’s good to get things off your chest.
Anyhow, on Saturday night I went to the Floating Turd in Chiba to get my fill of foreign guys trying to pick up the three Japanese chicks in the place. Okay, I don’t mean to pick on the foreigners… there were some subnormal Japanese guys there too… subnormals of every stripe. One guy with an AC/DC t-shirt on who told me he’d never heard them before, then went on to ask me if I liked new punk like… red hot chili peppers… “no,” I said and went back to the beer… or the guy with his chest jutting out prancing around like a human pidgeon coming up to everyone saying “I’m Makoto” (who cares?)… I went to see a friend’s band play. The band were pretty good, not totally my style, but I’d say something like XTC with a little bit of British songwriting sense from Kinks etc. of the 60’s, not bad at all, and I’d definitely go see them again… somewhere else. Somewhere with sound. Somewhere without a bunch of bald-headed football jock meatheads from the various native speaker of English centers of the earth, all partying together with their shitto hip hop music (one place on earth where the whitest guys get to DJ hip hop, bobbing their heads, smirking, doing silly moves they saw on a rap video somewhere… unfortunately, that shit flies in Chiba, Japan), high fiving each other and pretending they have some kind of scene.
One good thing - I found out my friend owns the place now. That meant free shots. Big ones. It also means a place to stop off once in a while on a weekday for an after teaching beer, when they’re not having their “international party.”
Another good thing… ran into an old hermit friend who lives further in the sticks than I do.
Anyway, enough bitchin…
Sunday, we shot scenes for our video. Basically, we walked around in this weird tunnel outside Chiba station that nobody ever walks in because it’s creepy and reminds you of that movie “THX-1138″… but on the particular day we were shooting, it was full of fuckers because of rain. But we did our thing, it just took an hour or so, and we’re leaving it to Haruko to cut it up into something that can be played at 5 am in the morning between weather forecasts. I just made that up actually, I don’t think that’s what it’s being used for… actually, I think I’m getting things mixed up. It’s going to be played on the super early weather forecast for really old people, joggers (sick freaks) and junkies still up after a long night of drug taking… “Tomorrow there is a 50% chance of rain (You’re on TV! You better smile! YOU know what I mean!!) and it looks like that summer heat is just around the corner (We’re watching everything you do motherfuckers! The New World Order*!!!)”
*(not actual lyrics from the song)
But all sarcasm aside, I am happy as hell to have something that I co-created played on any kind of television for anybody, even if they are probably turning down the volume knobs… wait a minute, they better be turning down their volume knobs! “It’s too loud for your septugenarian ass, isn’t it, grandma!! YOU CAN’T HANDLE ROCK AND ROLLLLL!!!!!”
…okay, actually, nobody’s even going to notice. It’ll be like white noise static, or a Kenny J song, just some background noise while some lady in a uniform gestures with her white gloved hands over a blue screen, and then they switch to a feminine hair loss commercial.
Sitting around at home awaiting the birth of my child has made me stir crazy and I don’t deny it.
Anyway, the shooting was fast and furious, and we’ll see what becomes of it. I know that H will make a kickass video, because she’s done a kickass job of everything else. It was my first video and I didn’t even get to lip sync… oh well. I’ll make my own at home and put them on Youtube, and I’ll either be singing Alice Cooper or Glen Campbell (either one with the appropriate make up and costume) and it will make all my acquaintances uncomfortable and ashamed. Til then…
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2 Responses to “Everything Is Just Fine And Alright”
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Ricefield Hermit says:
July 7, 2008, 3:28 am -
Greg says:
July 7, 2008, 2:57 pmOld FRIENDS, I said.. damn man, don’t be so sensitive.
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We’ll catch up again there soon on a regular night when we can sit around in peace and quiet and shoot the shit over beer with Robin.
- Minx was entertaining. When I woke up the next morning though, I had blurry memories of funky music, and no one acting like they were enjoying it except this one tall gaijin dancing like a fool in front of everyone. In these flashbacks, he looked a lot like me. Hmmm
Baby update?
Looking forward to the video too.
JA