Samurai Dave: The Roving Ronin Report

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Tokyo Decadance Halloween 2009

Tokyo Decadance Halloween 2009

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Decadant particpants at Tokyo Decadance Halloween

Another fun-filled Tokyo Decadance event with sexy sirens, wickedly wild witches, ghoulish goblins, devious devils, rollicking robots, newhalf ninja, vicious violinists, plundering pirates, alliterating *ssholes, and god knows what else for Halloween.

Also in attendance was Rolly Teranishi who performed at last year’s Halloween event. Here he sang two songs from the cult classic The Rocky Horror Picture Show in Japanese with a bit of English.

Rolly Teranishi was a member of the Japanese rock band Scanch before going solo. He’s a big fan of The Rocky Horror Picture Show and has played Dr. Frank-N-Furter in Japanese stage versions.

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Hoichi the Earless(?) and Pretty Devil enjoy Tokyo Decadance

One of my favorite costumes at the event was the girl dressed up as Hoichi the Earless even though she still had her ears. This is from an old ghost story where a blind biwa player unknowingly played for the ghosts of a defeated samurai clan. In order to save him from eventual destruction, Buddhist priests covered his body in sacred texts but they forget to cover his ears. When a ghost came to fetch Hoichi, the sacred writing prevented him from seeing the biwa player save for his two ears which he ripped from Hoichi’s head.

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wickedly sweet witch

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Transformer chick – wearing less than meets the eye

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rollicking robot

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Christon Cafe – a church-themed restaurant and club

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Adrien le Danois – Founder of Tokyo Decadance

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Cap’n Blackjack Dave on the prowl for booty

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pirate with fetish poster

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Is Tokyo Decadance a Biohazard?

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Cutie devil makes going to hell seem fun

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Goth Geisha girl with coffin handbag

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Spooky DJ

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pink petite maid

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french maid

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sleepy devil

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A cake with endowments for Tokyo Decadance’s 4th Anniversary

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Cap’n Blackjack Dave bemused and bewigged

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Cute Cop ready to lay down the law

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The stuff of nightmares…

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Ditto

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Naughty Nurse, Sultry Wednesday, Zombie Bride, and Goth Geisha Vampire

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October 30, 2009 Posted by | clubbing, cosplay, costumes, crossdressing, dance, Goth Girls, goth lolita, halloween, japan, Japanese subculture, party, Rolly Teranishi, sexy, subculture, tokyo, tokyo decadance, travel, video, weird, WTF, youtube | , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Tokyo’s Rockabilly Dancers of Harajuku Park

Tokyo’s Rockabilly Dancers of Harajuku Park
The last of the old takenoko-zoku group still rocks away


Tokyo rockabilly dancers of Harajuku Park.

Tokyo’s Harajuku Park has become internationally famous over recent years mainly for its collection of high school students decked out in wild Goth outfits and makeup. Just about every Sunday they can be found sitting around in groups with their similarly attired peers coolly ignoring the camera flashes exploding all about them.


One of the current Harajuku Park denizens.

But they were not always there. Before them, a more active and lively group ruled the park with a leather-gloved fist. They didn’t sit around chatting or trying to brood darkly. They moved and swayed to the beat of good old rock ‘n’ roll.


Takenoko-zoku were once a familiar sight in Harajuku.

They were the takenoko-zoku or bamboo shoot kids. They were named so because they just sprang up sometime in the ’80s. One group went in for the ’50s-style look of leather jackets, pompadours, slicked back hair, white T-shirts and blue jeans. Basically, they looked like extras from a Japanese production of “Grease.”

Every Sunday these rockers danced or rocked out with their local bands. Harajuku grooved to an old-time beat for many years … until one fateful day.

It’s never really been explained to anyone’s satisfaction why the authorities felt the takenoko-zoku were such a menace to Japanese society. But in the mid-’90s the police showed up in force and drove off all the rockers, greasers, twisters and bump-n-grinders.

Into the vacuum trickled the goth Lolita crowd. Far weirder but quieter they slowly took over the former territory of the takenoko-zoku and became its main attraction in time.


When the old takenoko-zoku were driven off, a weirder crowd replaced them.


Goth maids took the place of bobby sox girls.

A block over from their old stomping grounds at the entrance of Yoyogi Park, some of the rockabilly takenoko-zoku still gather to rock the Sunday away. The last of a dying breed, they resist change and do what they have done for years — dance.

Rock on!


Yeah, daddy-o!

May 15, 2008 Posted by | 1950s, Blogroll, culture, dance, entertainment, Goth Girls, Harajuku, japan, life, rock, rockabilly, takenoko-zoku, tokyo, travel | 10 Comments

Some Thoughts on “Lost in Translation” and Tokyo

©2005 Zoetrope

Bob Harris: Can you keep a secret? I’m trying to organize a prison break. We have to first get out of this bar, then the hotel, then the city, and then the country. Are you in or you out?
Charlotte: I’m in.

I recently re-watched “Lost in Translation” on DVD. Watching the movie again, I was reminded of the first time I saw it in Tokyo and the Japanese reaction to the film. It was in a small, overheated theater in Shibuya last spring. It had taken close to seven months for the movie, which had been shot entirely in Japan, to finally open here.

The theater was packed with Japanese, and boy were they upset! At the end of the movie they began to attack the few gaijin (foreigners) in the theater.

Actually, the Japanese audience seemed to really enjoy the movie. I heard a lot of laughter. I don’t know why there was so much controversy when it was first released in the States. In time the movie became popular enough among Japanese to be shown in quite a few movie theaters (with better heating systems) throughout Japan.

Many Japanese I talked to liked the film. There were a few things they thought were a little too much, such as the interpreter for Bob Harris (played by Bill Murray) for a Suntory Whiskey commercial who translated only the barest amount of the director’s comments, and often inaccurately.

“Lost in Translation,” in my opinion, is not “anti-Japanese,” as a few people apparently think it is. It is rather “anti-Tokyo,” and subsequently, “anti-big city.”

Tokyo is a huge city even for the Japanese, more megalopolis than metropolis. One of the main complaints from residents is that the city has very little in the way of nature. At times it can seem as though every square meter of Tokyo has been covered in concrete and has a convenience store placed upon it.

A train pushes through the urban chaos of Tokyo.

For a culture whose roots lie in the nature-based spirituality of Shintoism, places like Tokyo can be difficult even for the Japanese to bear. However, what is not shown in the film, and is often overlooked by visitors and foreign residents alike, is the way in which many Tokyoites have brought nature, albeit on a small scale, into the big city. Countless small but elegant gardens dot Tokyo. Flowers are everywhere, from temples to train tracks. The city may be crammed with buildings, but it does possess parks where city dwellers can completely lose themselves and forget they are in one of the largest cities in the world.

Some Tokyo parks are virtually a forest within a city.

A good deal of “Lost in Translation” focuses on the urban loneliness that can affect both visitors and residents in Tokyo or any big city. At times Tokyo can feel like it is crushing one’s senses with all its buildings, neon, noise, confusion, oddness, traffic, and massive amount of people. Tokyo is definitely a city people have to come to terms with on their own.

Tokyo is a busy city for busy people with busy plans. For those who are in a transition or a stagnant period of life, such busy-ness can be overwhelming. The “Lost in Translation” effect is the alienation that anyone stuck in a rut can feel, not only in Tokyo, but in any place that is new and strange.

The main characters of the film are only in Tokyo for a week or so and much of the time they seem to spend in their hotel. The few times they venture out, they generally seem to have some fun, such as when they go to karaoke.

Their animosity towards Tokyo and the Japanese seems to stem more from the underlying loathing they have for their own lives and their lack of direction. By the end of the movie, however, we see they don’t really hate Tokyo, as Scarlett Johansson’s character, Charlotte, jokingly suggests to Bill Murray they could start up a jazz band and never leave.

Panicking on an overcrowded train

Overall, I thought the movie did a good job in its portrayal of two lost souls in the urban chaos of Tokyo. Murray gave a fine performance by simply not going overboard and giving us the “Bill Murray” from the movies and “Saturday Night Live.” He was funny in a low-key, genuine way.

Johansson never gave into dramatic displays of despair or soul-wrenching monologues that scream “I’d like to thank the Academy…” Both actors gave earnest performances that were stronger for their restraint. In a time where over-acting melodramatics abound in cinema, it was nice to see a movie that didn’t seem like a movie. It felt like the kind of bittersweet story that either has happened or could happen to any of us in our lives.

Now, from the point of view of a foreigner living in Tokyo, I thought “Lost in Translation” was quite accurate, though I have never stayed in a five-star hotel in Japan, had a high-priced prostitute sent to my room, or gone to any of those ritzy strip clubs depicted in the film. Had they filmed more scenes in izakaya (Hub Pubs), cheap noodle places, and sleazy meat-market dance clubs in Roppongi, I could have related more to the movie.

One of the myriad of drink machines that inhabit Tokyo.

A few extra things I feel the film needed to make it even more representative of Tokyo:

  • Elevator doors that squash you.
  • Revolving doors that kill you.
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  • Drunk salarymen vomiting everywhere, especially on the platforms while they are trying to catch the last trains — I have seen more vomit on an average Friday night in Tokyo than I ever saw at Oktoberfest.
  • Drink vending machines everywhere.
  • The seemingly prerecorded programmed speech of “irrashaimase” you hear from service staff every time you enter a convenience store, restaurant, department store, brothel, etc…
  • Tissue-packet people who make it impossible to get by without taking a packet.
  • Those lovely, photogenic Sunday Harajuku Goth freaks in front of Yoyogi Park.
  • The orange-skin girls with Day-Glo make-up.
  • Massage girls in the street harassing men saying, “Massagee? Massagee?”
  • Pampered, neurotic little dogs.
  • Asking fast-food staff to hold an ingredient like mayo from a sandwich/burger and receiving a look of severe confusion.
  • Monstrous crows — the governor of the Tokyo area has made it his personal crusade to rid Tokyo of these winged pests after two crows viciously attacked him on a golf course.
    One of Tokyo’s large crows enjoying the cherry blossoms
  • People walking and e-mailing on their phones all the time, oblivious to everything around them.
  • Drunk, embittered English teachers in tacky blue shirts and badly knotted ties — I’m convinced the jazz band at the hotel had day jobs as English teachers.
  • Neurotic expats that make such a point not to look at you that you are very aware that they are making a point not to look at you. (There is a certain breed of expats in Japan who have adopted the xenophobia of right-wing Japanese and pretend to be Japanese at all costs.)
  • Road construction crews and the guy whose only job is to wave people through with a flashlight.
  • Oppressive cuteness.
  • Trains so overcrowded at rush hour that people have to be squished into the car by white-gloved train attendants.
  • Convenience stores on nearly every block. There must be a law that states there have to be at least 10 convenience stores in one square kilometer around any major station.
  • The little animation of women on ATM and train-ticket machines that bow to you after you make your transaction.
  • Annoying department store music that repeats itself over and over again.
  • The knee-high boots and short-skirts fashion in the winter — a personal favorite of mine.
    Passengers pack themselves in
  • September 18, 2006 Posted by | Bill Murray, Blogroll, Goth Girls, Harajuku, japan, Lost in Translation, media, Scarlett Johansson, sofia coppola, tokyo, Uncategorized | 8 Comments