22.6.06
21.6.06
19.6.06
I Eat Brains.
Greetings from New York. I think I'm adjusted to the time difference, but it's weird being on a plane leaving at 11:3am on Saturday in Tokyo and landing noon on Saturday in New York. Luckily, I was able to get a direct flight back again on Japan Airlines, which as mentioned previously, is the hot shit (even though my Japanese colleagues tell me it's sub-par, but god knows how they roll, cause these guys roll first class plus).
I have little to report from Tokyo, simply because it was all work and no play. However, again the food was insane, and I must report to you Iron Chef fans that I was fortunate to be taken to the legendary Morimoto's, and it was quite possibly one of the best meals I have ever eaten. Part of this meal included me eating crab brains and it was simply delicious. I also had the most insane Shabu Shabu meal. Our hosts took very good care of us. There was lots of drinking, occasional singing, and believe it or not, mutual bonding over our love of 24 (though they haven't seen season 5 yet and it was very difficult for me to refrain from telling them what was going to happen).
Spending Friday night just walking through Shibuya, and then just staring at the city from the 40th floor bar in the hotel made realize how much I love it there. Tokyo is now officially on my "places I can live" list. Also on the list is Paris, London, and San Francisco.
I came back hope to find a food poisioned girlfriend and lots of wrestling DVD's and by god, thats how I spent Saturday. Just out of it, catching up on my great sport. I haven't watched that much wrestling since the day's of Mikie's basement. With Irene's stomach out of whack and my body clock askew, that meant a 1am trip to Mcdonalds. It must be a sign of either being a grown up or being very tired when I miss NIN/Bauhaus and the Pig gig all in the same night and not be upset about it.
Today was the lazy day. some record shopping, so clothes shopping and then some Father's Day celebrating. Then we caught up with the lads to check out NACHO LIBRE, which came highly reccommended by two reliable sources: Mr. Kruger and Young Nephew, who both loved it. And I did too. It's more of a kid's movie than I thought and that's not a bad thing. Jack Black is hilarious and of course it involves wrestling, so it won me over. There are some really funny bits here and it's pretty funny for a PG movie, something that's rare these days.
Honestly, all this rest is necessary and nice, but goddammit i want to work on some music....it's in the blood. And remember always....
F
I have little to report from Tokyo, simply because it was all work and no play. However, again the food was insane, and I must report to you Iron Chef fans that I was fortunate to be taken to the legendary Morimoto's, and it was quite possibly one of the best meals I have ever eaten. Part of this meal included me eating crab brains and it was simply delicious. I also had the most insane Shabu Shabu meal. Our hosts took very good care of us. There was lots of drinking, occasional singing, and believe it or not, mutual bonding over our love of 24 (though they haven't seen season 5 yet and it was very difficult for me to refrain from telling them what was going to happen).
Spending Friday night just walking through Shibuya, and then just staring at the city from the 40th floor bar in the hotel made realize how much I love it there. Tokyo is now officially on my "places I can live" list. Also on the list is Paris, London, and San Francisco.
I came back hope to find a food poisioned girlfriend and lots of wrestling DVD's and by god, thats how I spent Saturday. Just out of it, catching up on my great sport. I haven't watched that much wrestling since the day's of Mikie's basement. With Irene's stomach out of whack and my body clock askew, that meant a 1am trip to Mcdonalds. It must be a sign of either being a grown up or being very tired when I miss NIN/Bauhaus and the Pig gig all in the same night and not be upset about it.
Today was the lazy day. some record shopping, so clothes shopping and then some Father's Day celebrating. Then we caught up with the lads to check out NACHO LIBRE, which came highly reccommended by two reliable sources: Mr. Kruger and Young Nephew, who both loved it. And I did too. It's more of a kid's movie than I thought and that's not a bad thing. Jack Black is hilarious and of course it involves wrestling, so it won me over. There are some really funny bits here and it's pretty funny for a PG movie, something that's rare these days.
Honestly, all this rest is necessary and nice, but goddammit i want to work on some music....it's in the blood. And remember always....
F
13.6.06
Tokyo. 5am.
Greetings from Tokyo. I have just watched the sunrise from my hotel room. The Jet Lag's not so bad, mostly cause the trip was very comfortable and without any delay. I gotta tell you, Japan Arlines is the business. I'm serial. The seats are comfortable, the service is great and they keep it all top notch. The food was also good. One of the best international flights I have ever been on. I usually never sleep on flights, but I slept for 4 hours of this 10 and a half hour flight and that's gotta be some kinda record. the awake time was spent working on tunes, reading, and watching some flicks. I saw MATCH POINT finally, which I liked but didn't accept at all. Why? Simply because any smart man would not cheat on something as hot as Emily Mortimer, especially with current hollywood Scarlett (Lost In Translation Scarlett is different). It's not realistic. Anyhow, then I watched MEMORIES OF TOMORROW, which is a new Japanese film starring Ken Watanabe as a man dealing with Alzheimers. It was an ok movie but he is such a fucking powerhouse onscreen that you get caught up in it. He is the awesome.
Anyhow, i was able to enjoy the long drive to Tokyo from the airport this time (last time I passed out immediately). I could go on about how awesome it is, but just driving into the city listening to HF demos is something just out of this world. It's a lot cooler here than last time, which is nice, cause last time I was a sweaty mess the whole time. You are probably reading this on Tuesday, but it's Wed here. After checking in at the hotel and watching some World Cup, we went out to grab some noodles at some hole in the wall. I could live on beer, Gyoza and noodles from this tiny cheap place for the rest of my life. Just walking out in the city is a buzz. Again, everything is insanely expensive, but totally worth it. Its all first class.
And then bed at 10pm. Slept till 3, clowned around for a bit, then slept till 5. Not bad. Same Hotel as last year by the way, which means the teamaker in full effect.
More soon.
F
Anyhow, i was able to enjoy the long drive to Tokyo from the airport this time (last time I passed out immediately). I could go on about how awesome it is, but just driving into the city listening to HF demos is something just out of this world. It's a lot cooler here than last time, which is nice, cause last time I was a sweaty mess the whole time. You are probably reading this on Tuesday, but it's Wed here. After checking in at the hotel and watching some World Cup, we went out to grab some noodles at some hole in the wall. I could live on beer, Gyoza and noodles from this tiny cheap place for the rest of my life. Just walking out in the city is a buzz. Again, everything is insanely expensive, but totally worth it. Its all first class.
And then bed at 10pm. Slept till 3, clowned around for a bit, then slept till 5. Not bad. Same Hotel as last year by the way, which means the teamaker in full effect.
More soon.
F
11.6.06
In the Mood For Lurch
Things get busier and busier as I write to you from what will be a very brief day and a half stopover in LA before I head over to Tokyo again. I’m too tired to be excited, but the idea of the flight to Tokyo only being 9 hours from here is more appealing than the 12-14 hours it would be from NY. Because it is the weekend, I am under no pressure to be at meetings or rush to anything, so I am keeping a casual pace, which means a late flight (which gave me time to have a quick lunch with Irene). Me being me, I found myself at JFK ahead of schedule and thus with plenty of time to work on music, of which I have lots of new stuff to work with courtesy of Brandt. Also, wireless service at the airports now rocks it.
My flight itself was uneventful. I finished the unauthorized History of ECW book HARDCORE HISTORY, which will serve me well while watching the PPV tonight and I hope on one of my next flights this week to finish the authorized History of ECW book and compare notes. In between reading, I finally got down to watching 2046 on DVD, which is the pseudo-sequel to IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE. It was overblown and could have been great if like 45 minutes where cut from it. Instead, its more like IN THE MOOD FOR LURCH, which is sort of a backhanded compliment to the man in question and confusing to anyone who doesn’t know him. For this I apologize.
I decided to try something new and fly into Burbank as opposed to Long Beach or LAX. Anything called the Bob Hope Airport is fine by me and it’s tiny and very convenient. Even movie stars like Scott Speedman fly there on the same flights as myself. Immediately upon landing I found myself in Hollywood douche mode. I’m riding in a white jeep driving through Burbank, listening to Phoenix (whom I never listen to except when I know I am going to Japan which might have something to do with LOST IN TRANSLATION), and my first stop is of course In and Out Burger on Sunset. This might have been my first trip to In and Out in a year and man was it worth it. It just put me in a good mood. Feeling fine, I stopped at my favourite magazine store, Centerfold, and scored not only the new NME (The Queen is Dead 20th Anniversary special), but some local music mag with Dulli on the cover. LA is kind to me this week.
Then I found myself on my BAE’s (Business Affairs Exec) couch watching upcoming TV pilots which is now a yearly tradition here. Oh, BAE is the former Agent/Lawyer/Advisor, as she is really not an agent, has her own lawyer, but still advises when needed. Now she is BAE. OK.
Today should be a promising day full of surprises and fine food and hopefully some sweet ass wrestling. More soon.
F
My flight itself was uneventful. I finished the unauthorized History of ECW book HARDCORE HISTORY, which will serve me well while watching the PPV tonight and I hope on one of my next flights this week to finish the authorized History of ECW book and compare notes. In between reading, I finally got down to watching 2046 on DVD, which is the pseudo-sequel to IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE. It was overblown and could have been great if like 45 minutes where cut from it. Instead, its more like IN THE MOOD FOR LURCH, which is sort of a backhanded compliment to the man in question and confusing to anyone who doesn’t know him. For this I apologize.
I decided to try something new and fly into Burbank as opposed to Long Beach or LAX. Anything called the Bob Hope Airport is fine by me and it’s tiny and very convenient. Even movie stars like Scott Speedman fly there on the same flights as myself. Immediately upon landing I found myself in Hollywood douche mode. I’m riding in a white jeep driving through Burbank, listening to Phoenix (whom I never listen to except when I know I am going to Japan which might have something to do with LOST IN TRANSLATION), and my first stop is of course In and Out Burger on Sunset. This might have been my first trip to In and Out in a year and man was it worth it. It just put me in a good mood. Feeling fine, I stopped at my favourite magazine store, Centerfold, and scored not only the new NME (The Queen is Dead 20th Anniversary special), but some local music mag with Dulli on the cover. LA is kind to me this week.
Then I found myself on my BAE’s (Business Affairs Exec) couch watching upcoming TV pilots which is now a yearly tradition here. Oh, BAE is the former Agent/Lawyer/Advisor, as she is really not an agent, has her own lawyer, but still advises when needed. Now she is BAE. OK.
Today should be a promising day full of surprises and fine food and hopefully some sweet ass wrestling. More soon.
F