Tokyo rocks

I WAS probably the only person in the room who could not understand a thing… but man, these Japanese bands know how to rock! Two hours of walking aimlessly in the cold, cold Tokyo night (”Lost in Translation,” literally) before I managed to find a gig in this club called Motion in Shinju-ku district.

Apparently, the Japanese are sticklers for time so the gig really started around 7 o’clock as mentioned in the gig listings I got a day earlier. I got in more than two hours later, with three bands left. This band — whose name the lady at the bar pronounced Suppa Maikuro Panchop — came on and struck me as quite an acoustic, experimental type.

The song started somewhat acoustic all right — until much later on the entire band went helter-skelter.

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