*cue giggle*
So! SIM fans from across the world, mostly concentrated on the east coast. You have read our blog, followed our nonsense live and through writing. And now our journey is coming to a close. We’ve had a blasty blast, seen much, heard much, learned much. Looking back, what really made Tokyo…Tokyo for us? Well, for myself (John, Jojo, jinglebells), a couple things were up there. Running with SIM members, mostly Ian, through the streets of Ginza and Akihabara, watching Japanese businessmen stare at us googley-eyed. Impressed, no doubt. Waking up drunk, semi-passed out Japanese men on the last train of the night with varying degrees of success. Meeting Bobby Valentine and performing next to him with tons of fans watching him watch us watch the audience. And as he walked away, our crowd immediately dispersed to our dismay. Feeling my voice seconds away from snapping in Tarzan Boy (fortunately has not happened, one performance left!). Blanching every time I hear the answer to “Yea, what is this?” at a restaurant (OCTOPUS BALLS, REALLY?). Having my hand cramp up from signing autographs for twenty minutes, and watching ten year olds whip out 10000 yen bills. Having a traditional tea ceremony, with the air of formality mingling with a definite stifled giddiness. Dancing and contorting ourselves at Tama in some twisted cross-cultural exchange…oh, there will be videos. Watching the language barrier dissipate in mindless giggling over and over again, or yells of “Picture! Picture!”. Getting to know the quirks of SIM members…the good, the bad, the ugly. Praying for the train to start running so it’ll drown out Nial’s snoring. Playing the blues insult game, rhyming game and word finishing game for over three hours, totally missing the sights and sounds of wherever we were that day…some place with a ferris wheel and foreigners with an affinity for Disney Land. Singing at the slightest whiff of a song on someone’s lips. The happy music of the train stations (Japano-cuban salsas?). Being the only ones talking on a train for forty five minutes…singing on a train. Intense conversations of SIM’s past, revisiting of old videos and concerts for hours on end, the tears, blood, and retribution. Making new friends, bringing the party, bringing the happy, and generally having the best time possible. My lordy, what a trip. I’ll even miss Akihabara and all its bizarre stores and neverending Pachinko buildings, the sketchy clubs of Rappongi, the towering buildings and observational tower of Shinjuku with Ian and Jon, the overwhelming crosswalk of Shibuya, the New York City style streets of Ginza, the endless marketplaces of pretty much every section of Tokyo, Shibuya being the best. Tokyoooo! It’s been real!
Some quoteworthy notes:
We finally figured out what the rapping salesman was saying: “Aki Taki Tica Taca Toe. I really really like Toky-o-ky-o.”
From our fans at Takushoku University: “I want to touch muscle” and “Today I have become your fun.”
From a 7 year old girl at Tokyo International School: “You guys were awesome. Seriously, you are like a rockstar.”
To Jacob: “Can I call you Pedro?”
To Ian: “AHHH! My cousin’s friend is named Ian!”
From Other Fans: “Are you famous?” and “Are you guys pro or just semi-pro?”and “Why do you guys want to sing so much?”
From Bobby Valentine: “You guys are great!”
From Police Officer: “Ah! Tarazan Boyu!”
Mori, to Jojo and Ian: “Guys, wash your hands.” (Proceeds to demonstrate with the scalding tea water.)
Woman, smitten by Ian: “eeeeeeahiahdihaf!!!”
A sign in Harajuku: “No smorking.”
Man on Train: “Be quite. Shhhhhh!”
Excited fan to Jojo: “You look like you’re 15!”
Jon: ‘Ooh, what is that? An octopus covered in moss roasted in a broth of seagull and porcupine? Sure I’ll try it!”
Jack: “Ooh, what is that? A slice of white bread with some white rice and a coke? Sure I’ll try it!”
RJ: “Whenever…!” and “Scoobidopabeepawowowowshabadidababyidyabayababupbup… Scoobidapwow, shamandopbow!”
Ben Broad: “Yeah, yeah, I’ll meet up with you guys in like 4-12 hours.”
Nial: “I wasn’t snoring, it was Jojo! Or the train!”
Mori: “No! Did you see the way that guy looked at me? I’m going back there.”
Clam: “… Xiaoying! You did NOT just fire at my spacecraft!”
Jason: “Well, I started this group to get a girlfriend….”
Jacob: “Shanku Minko!”
Ian: “Come on guys, who is coming running?” Everyone else: “Ian, it’s 3 in the morning.”
Jojo: “Listen, the train just gave us the starting notes for Come Go!”
PEACE AND LOVE,
SIM