Archive for April, 2005


If your name is Pocari and you are thinking about coming to Japan, Igor has one word of advice, and that word is beware. Chances are you will be picked up off the streets of Roppongi after a particularly heavy night, dragged into a decrepit factory in Saitama, hooked up to a machine designed by Dr. Evil himself, and made to sweat, and sweat, and sweat. Like the battery farms in The Matrix, there are fields Neo… endless fields of guys called Pocari being slowly dehydrated for the sake of ionic drink production. Okay, that’s garbage, but there is indeed a drink called Pocari Sweat and Igor’s ripped another slim chapter of Wikipedia for your reference and possible amusement…

Pocari Sweat is a popular Japanese soft drink, manufactured by Otsuka Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. It was first sold in 1980. The drink is also produced and distributed in other Asian countries, such as South Korea, Thailand, and the United Arab Emirates. The drink can be obtained in many “Chinatown” areas around the world, as well. It had been sold in both powder form and as canned drinks.

Pocari Sweat does not taste like sweat; it is a mild-tasting, relatively unsweet drink, much like other Japanese soft drinks. The “Sweat” part of the name is meant to refer to its marketing as a sports drink. Although it appears humorous to many native English speakers (so much so that it was even parodied in a book by humorist Dave Barry), Japanese people do not generally mentally translate the name and are not bothered by it.

Parts of this article are licensed under the GNU Free Documentation License. It uses material from the Wikipedia article Pocari Sweat.

Now this looks like an interesting event. No idea what the title means (could also be written Toge, Toge, Takaga), but it looks to be put together by the same group (Daybook) that do (or possibly did now) the Android 666 electro series. The flier (front, back) that I picked up at CD Gold looks darkly surreal with body parts floating above a field of lavendar, so it looks like it will be worth a squizz.

Event info:
Event: Toge, Toge, Tokagee from Daybook
Place: Shinjuku Headpower
Address: 1-34-13 Shinjuku Shinjuku-ku Tokyo 166-0002
Phone: (Headpower) 03-3354-7727
Date: Friday, April 22, 2005
Start: 18:00 open † 18:30 start
Price: 2,000 yen adv. † 2,300 yen @ door.
Live: Benom, Leon, Insube, Secret Dead Space, Exist † Trace.
DJ: Wakana
Exhibitions: Black Garden, Shingguapoura, Deviant Behaviour and a fortune teller.
Web site: http://sound.jp/daybook/
Club site: http://www.headpower.co.jp/

Cheers to Gsson for the heads up on New Wave Junkies. Gsson picked up the flyer and it looks like some Midnight Messers (or is that Messees) will be turning up – now that sounds like fun. I’m just whizzing through a couple of sites tonight doing a bit of a data pick up.

The additional text on the NWJ Japanese page talks up the event and a number of the players (oh, and that it has changed from the 30th to the 23rd). I get the feeling that they are showing NWJ is a lovingly crafted event. I could cull some information from the page, but let’s just say that things should go well for all concerned. Oh, hang on, there is something…. They’ll have some original cocktails on offer (that’s important, ne).

Event info:
Event: New Wave Junkies
Place: Live Inn Peak 1
Address: B1, Mine Bldg. 3-28-8 Kita-senzoku, Ota-ku, Tokyo 145-0062 † Map
Phone: (Peak 1) 03-3720-0190
E-mail: (Peak 1) info@peak-1.net
Date: Saturday, April 23, 2005
Start: 18:00 open † 18:20 start
Price: 2,000 yen adv. † 2,500 yen @ door .
Live: DUMMY?, Lord aCid, Freak Child (S.T.S.), The Fanatics (eh, New Zealand? David Green and Tom Clark?)
DJs: S.T.S., Lord aCid, Naoyuki (BlackLoveFantom), Shigeru Nakamura (Honey Mannie)
Event site: http://www.246.ne.jp/~mo-mo/NWJ.html
Club site: http://www.peak-1.net/

Buzztracker daily image
This is a truely AWESOME! Buzztracker is a global news mapper created by people @ Chin Music Press (a group of guys with strong Japan connection cooking up some cool, creative and downright funky stuff).

Buzztrakcer is essentially a geographic news tracker zeroing in on what places are generating the hottest buzz in global media through Google News. Looking like a nuclear-strike map it’s easy to see what cities are rippling through the news networks. The red hot zones show how heavy the buzz is in major cities through the world. Just click on the city to drag up the day’s headline list and see how the news connects to other cities in the world. According to the site:

Buzztracker is software that visualizes frequencies and relationships between locations in the Google world news directory.

Buzztracker tries to show you how interconnected the world is: big events in one area ripple to other areas across the globe. Connections between cities thousands of miles apart become apparent at a glance.

Buzztracker currently only tracks English-language news sources.

Having a quiet launch, this site has gone ballistic with it’s own brand of fresh media cool going viral overnight. Hell, I wanted to tell you when the first announce e-mail filtered across to me. I wanted to scream it out, but I held back until my head imploded this morning!
Definitely one to bookmark. And if you want to own a piece of Chin Music Press cool, I recommend picking up KUHAKUa composite portrait of modern Japan with essays and fiction from talented writers with long-term experience of the country (read the rest of Igor’s rave on KUHAKU).

Worker error led to the release of some 500 tonnes of of cow urine in a village in Hokkaido on Thursday, April 14. The worker miscalculated differences in tank capacities and forgot to turn off the pump that was transfering the substance from one tank to a smaller capacity tank (they have tanks of the stuff?) resulting in the spillage into a nearby irrigation channel that runs into a local river (waiter, can I have bottled water please).

Strange questions crossed my mind as I was reading this. Perhaps the two foremost in my mind were 1) Why would they collect cow urine? and 2) How the hell did they collect the urine?

Of course it also brought up visions of the unfortunately-named Calpis drink, whose marketing efforts may have passed muster in Japan, but had tremendous problems in the English-speaking world (well really?!). Checking with the Wikipedia, I found quite a fun entry on the infamous drink name.

Calpis water, sometimes called Calpis for short, is a Japanese soft drink. The name Calpis was actually constructed by combining cal from calcium and pis from Sanskrit sarpis (good taste). The beverage has a light, somewhat milky, and slightly acidic flavor. Its ingredients include water, milk powder, and citric acid. Outside of Japan, Calpis can often be found in Chinatown supermarkets, under the trade name CalPico.

Due to poor marketing and failure to localize for English-speaking markets, the beverage has unintentionally earned a humorous reputation among some English-speaking peoples due to the similarity of the name with the phrase “cow piss” and because the white color of the beverage resembles semen. Despite the unintentional associations with urine and semen, the taste of the beverage resembles neither.

Well there you go, Calpis. After reading about the problems at the Hokkaido cow urinals and this description, I think I’ll pass on the Calpis and opt for my nightly Pokari Sweat instead.

Parts of this article are licensed under the GNU Free Documentation License. It uses material from the Wikipedia article Calpis.

Just a quickie before my head explodes from an overdose of cedar pollen. Main event is definitely Midnight Mess starting late and going all night @ Luna Si Soare (info here). Now it looks like GaijinGoth is set to be there bedecked in his PVC plus possibly others.

There’s also a little show on Sunday, that looks like kind of interesting called Retro & Future Dennou Maniacs. Looks like it could be fun, but not Goth.

Finally Monday evening @ mindnight, Tokyoites, tune your AM to 1422 to hear Tsukamoto Michiko’s Azabudai Fetish Music Club.

I got off the train at the terminus along with three or four million other people. It was a crowd of brightly coloured Yukata, orange haired lads and mothers shepherding their excited children. Everyone was moving in different directions to exits their feet seemed to know by heart. In the middle, I felt like a rock in the sea. I lost Kazumi in the crowd near the escalator. I decided to call it a night and head back to the hotel. I could at least report I had found her.

After standing on the wrong side of the escalator at each level I emerged into the body of the station. Sandals tapped towards the ticket barriers beyond which a homeless men was settled down on a cardboard mattress. No bowl out for money, and bare feet sticking out of dark suit pants, as if a salaryman had stopped dressing halfway and decided to throw it all in. I took a detour to the toilets.

The same smell as all men’s toilets all around the world greeted me: old, old ammonia. Two or three urinals were occupied, a father was asking from outside a cubicle if his son was finished. I went straight to a basin and turned on the tap. Bending over, I washed my face in the water. The water was cool, but the humidity had left a film of oil on my face that water couldn’t cut. I needed a shower, a clean shirt, and a bottle of whisky. I stood up and on the way saw water dripping off my face in the low mirror. I also caught sight of another face, hair standing up above a crooked brow, and a gap in his teeth.

The white tiles turned murky brown, blood drained out of my head. I heard a crack as my head hit the floor.

Goth it wasn’t, but it was kind of fun – though I was frustrated at the mix. Six bands were up, but I missed the first. Face it, if there are six bands, the lead-off is going to be like Christians being served up to the lions. The only gothers I saw there were the players, support and a couple of guys doing the marketing rounds for TDC at the end of April. I was the only hakujin in the audience so I decided to forget my pre-conceptions grab my beer and enjoy whatever the hell was going to happen.

To be brutally honest, the audience wasn’t out there, if you know what I mean. I guess I’ve grown accustomed to decking out in black, seeing people who are a bit beyond normal, hearing some serious freaking noise, and going mad myself (or just brooding for effect), but it wasn’t happening on the night.

By the time I rocked up, band number two, Area, were into their set. Not a bad little group. They have obviously done the club circuit for many years and were quite polished. Bit of funk, grunt and psychodelia from the 60s/70s/early 80s, which was probably when the singer started up his career. The songs were fairly general crowd-pleasers, but they pulled off their set with aplomb. When the singer and bass started doing a bit of comedy and (gasp) party magic, I suddenly felt like I walked into a variety club. Don’t get me wrong – all the witty reparte was quite funny and got giggles from the audience – but it wasn’t eventin’ like I imagined.

Third band up was a young group, who may have been the lions’ second course. They started with their own little J-Pop tunes… ‘nuf said there. The second half of their act was a lot better as they loosened up, dropped the softer stuff and got a bit of their funk on. Might be interesting to see them in the future.

Satanyanko got the fourth slot, which is not a bad place to be for a young band on their first trip to Tokyo, but with a definitely un-Goth crowd and the band’s feline angle it was a bit difficult to get the synchronocity going. Lead singstress Rie was great as an evil little kitty cat on stage and the axe-grinders were good – pulling out some pretty lively punk sounds. To be honest, I would have liked to see the guitars getting more front time – the bassist was damnable sexy when she got the bass low and started grinding out the tune and the lead came up to the front of the stage a few times. They did well, but give them a Goth audience and they should go off!

Strawberry Song Orchestra could be described as Kabuki-Goth orchestral. A nine person troupe combining theater with some really heavy grock from the lead guy in a black hat and trenchcoat. I lost the set’s plot pretty early on, but it was very good stuff. It looked as though a big part of the audience were actually waiting for this group and that is very understandable – they may have a Gothic/dark orientation, but the connection with more traditional Japanese theatrics and a cool performance would have a pretty broad appeal, Goth or not.

The final set was done by a general caberet-like group. Lots of fun, lots of audience participation – Igor scored himself a tequila onstage – and generally fun. The members were very sure of themselves and it was good. Entertaining, but not my usual cup of tea.

Being a good little Gother, I picked up a Strawberry Song Orchestra CD and the Satanyanko/SSO split CD, a Satanyanko badge (now that is cool and will be firmly attached to Igor’s daywalker business bad!), and a couple of stickers to deface my office with.

All in all it was a fun night, but a little awkward in terms of thematics. Young J-Pop, older pub rock band, neo-punk, dark theatrical and tarento-styled finish. If I was coming from a generalist perspective, looking to hear a range of bands that are out there, then this would have been the kind of deal I’d go to. I’d like what I like, and be appreciative of all the acts. For someone looking for a particular thematic focus (be it Goth, punk, cabaret or club acts), it was less satisfying. I guess I’m saying I left full (especially after that damned tequila), but not satiated. As I wasn’t in sync with most of the crowd I felt a bit out of place. Planning-wise I prefered the likes of Jail League, organized by Auto-Mod, which had different themes (thrash, hard rock, cat fight, amateur wrestling, metal with lively Goth at the end), a small contingent of obvious Gothers, but it all melded as the groups’ styles and the audience were all a lot more interconnected and everyone went nuts.

In terms of the Gothers from Osaka, I enjoyed them both. The cat-loving satanists have got the right stuff for a Goth/punk/mad youth audience and that’s where I want to hear them. The Strawberry Song Orchestra is a pretty freaky group that would go well in many types of event.

Quick heads up for people in Tokyo. There’s a radio show called Azabudai Fetish Music Club, which appears on Radio Nihon (1422kHz AM) on Sunday night 20:30 ~ 21:30. Tsukamoto Michiko, a local dominatrix (that’s what they say), has a program that picks a particular fetish each show, spices it with some wicked talkback and songs in line with the fetish theme of the week. The times vary, depending on what part of the Web site you are looking at, but the time-table for this week says Sunday (today). Snark it at 1422kHz (yes AM). Hah, another reason to study Japanese!

Just in case anyone’s heading out to see Satanyanko @ ADM Ikebukuro tonight. If you’re going, I’ll be the the gaijin in black, bluey shades and probably a black cotton head-band thinggy. Mina says they’ll be on a bit later in the evening with the Tokyo bands coming on earlier.

If interested you can check details here (Map’s not bad). Looks like Yahoo Japan has moved their large maps to the premium service so the regular maps are pretty useless. Mapion version.

ADM Address:
東京都豊島区東池袋1-22-1GSハイムB1F
Tokyo, Toshima-ku, Higashi-Ikebukuro 1-22-1 GS Heim, B1F
Hopefully easy to find. From the east exit head towards Tokyu Hands (bit before sunshine). Turn right at the intersection before Tokyu hands and it should be on the right (maybe 30 m down).