Category: Event reports


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.

Well, I received an e-mail from the Auto-Mod a while ago informing me of this cool event. I mistook it for “Battle of the Bands,” when it was Bands with Battles (so I can’t read Japanese okay!). So, dressed in ever-suitable black, I headed off to see what it was all about.

The event was at Club Chop just a short walk from Ikebukuro station’s North Exit (man I hate how JR does nice yellow signs and Tobu do scatty blue signs in that place – confuses the hell out of you). From the North exit, take the road that goes at 45 degrees to the right (from the perpendicular of the tracks), walk past one set of lights and turn left at the drug store and you’ll see the club after about 10-15 meters. Good stuff.

So, there I was, paid up for the bands, my one drink and the 7-9pm nomihodai (a very useful term to know – it means all you can drink), and slinked down to the hall. It took me three minutes to find the bar, but once I was there, I just slapped the first drink token down and grabbed my motivational beer.

All cool and good. Only one other gaijin in the place, and he was surgically attached to a professional camera – even better. As I reached the 1/3 mark on my beer cup the first band got on stage and blew me away. Super Sister (I think) put on some really energetic thrash for their miniset and it freaking rocked. That first beer disappeared very quickly as Igor started to enjoy himself. If I still had my gnarly skeg shorts (I can’t skate, but who cares), this is the kind of band I could chill too.

The next band was Guilltin Terror (I think) with the lead looking like a foreman from a construction company, belting out some seriously freaking hard and angry tunes for their set. Damnable fine stuff with an edge Igor likes. Nomihodai had opened up sometime during this set, and Igor had pretty much covered the additional cost with two, three, possibly four beers.

Following that, there was the first fight event. I worked out it was a night with wrestling by that stage, so I sat down right next to the mat to ready for amateur K-1. Of course, what came on was a catfight, which featured two wrestlettes…. Pretty amazing and it looked pretty painful for the contestants, but there you go. The promoter was very glittery, all the way to his Stetson hat.

Okay, by this stage I had pretty much worked out that this is not Goth, but I had also imbibed quite a bit of nomihodai juice so just set about having a good time.

More bands came out and they were heavy metal/hard rock, sporting a lot of energy and attitude. They held their sets together well and got that place pumping. Sorry, I was just enjoying the scene at that stage and forgot to take notes, so you’ll just have to trust me. One band was a bit poppier than the others, but again, they held the set.

One of the real K-1-esque fights took place while I was getting another beer so I couldn’t see it, but I managed to get close-up floor space for the second fight. The guys were pretty big by human standards, but not like the monsters you see in K-1/Pride. The second fight was a quick, brutal affair with the winner knocking out the second-best guy in a matter of seconds. From the looks of things it was due to knee to headshot that finished the fight. Being five feet away from these guys with no rope in between made me feel relieved when the match was over.

The last act came on and, unless I’m mistaken, it was Genet/Auto-Mod doing some pretty wild industrial stuff. Igor liked it so much he was bouncing…. bounced so much Igor found himself indulging in a proto-mosh with the more enthusiastic members before locking his hand on the rail in front of the band so he could bounce in safety. Wild stuff indeed.

The highlight of the night for Igor was the handshake he scored from the lead of the last band (I think it was Genet, but he wasn’t dressed up or anything so I’m not sure).

All in all a great night out of the mainstream. Igor’s guestimate for attendance would be 100+, which makes it a pretty big do considering the size of the place (150 capacity, but that would leave very little room for Igor’s fat footsies).

Afterwards a tired and intoxicated Igor slithered into a nearby Matsuya beefbowl for a large serving of the fuel that feeds this site and found his way home to entertain ferrets like a responsible owner should.