What had happened this night made all previous nights in Kyoto a total walk in the park..  For several days we were anticipating meeting DMX Krew, who was supposed to perform with Surgeon & Shufflemaster at Club Metro.  We all had our guesses as to what DMX Krew was about.  Odd that I didn't expect one lanky guy with a close resemblance to comedian Emo phillips.  His turquoise track suit and Pac-Man T-shirt was a nice finishing touch, or as one person put it, he "looked like an old woman."  His poor excuse for a PA consisted of electro-type tunes that could've been cranked out exclusively from a Speak & Spell, then put onto  Zip disk to make it look cooler during a PA.  His beat-boxing baffled the audience, though if Kurtis Blow were in the audience it would trigger spontaneous crying and pants-shitting.  He ws overheard asking the audience something to the effect of "you're very quiet out there... it is because I'm shit?" and "I may as well not."  One brave American in the audience yelled "you suck!" during a downbeat, etc.  That compounded with making us eat shitty food makes him a tool.  That he had a DJ Ho in tow didn't help his cause whatsoever, unless having a woman with you that dresses like a cheap whore is considered a plus.

To be frank, techno saved the evening, for the audience as well as myself :-)

Normally, I wouldn't stoop to such low blows, but I feel like this the least I can do after being afflicted with the shits, shakes, and all the rest that remained with me for the rest of time I spent in Japan.  This is just my special way of saying thanks to Ed DMX. Oh, and playing the theme from "Knight Rider" and "Sugar, Sugar" by Archie & the Gang does a funny set not make, unless you're Chris Ege or Dica; sorry.

Lunch:
Cheap Japanese box lunch bought from a convenience store. Mostly rice wrapped in dried seaweed and tofu skins, but yummy nonetheless.

Dinner:
Extremely shitty organic/whole food.  To be specific, something called rice dorian, which was bad rice, and snow peas, covered with cheese.  At least my blueberry yogurt beverage seemed OK, though it's anyone's guess which of these things made my stomach turn inside out.  I think non-Japanese/Korean food should be banned outright in Japan!
 

Personals

Asian male, over 40, seeks sweet lady for  friendship, any nationality ok, can speak J/E.  Under the green wood tree who likes to live with me?

European gentlemen, professional, 30s, married ladies make the best lovers, all my parents tell me this.  Eager to find out!

 

An excerpt from a menu of a restaurant above Club Metro proves that drafting can be cool.	Cross-sections of cocktails notwithstanding.	Probably one of the coolest band names ever.  VIP Room, Club Metro, Kyoto.
	...of course.  Probably has something to do with Ex-Asshole.	Surgeon is somewhere in this photo.  I had a brief fixation with light beams, as you can see.  Club Metro, Kyoto.
...and again.	Surgeon with hyperactive thyroid (or strategically shot club lighting), Club Metro, Kyoto.	Crowd at Metro.  The girl in center was cool because: 1)She had a shaved head. 2)She was screaming her fool head off the entire night.
Q: Who's that with the clandestine camera?	A: DJ Shufflemaster, off-duty.	Another shot of DJ Shufflemaster, Club Metro, Kyoto.
Two turntables and a mixer.  Done in Christmas lighting stylee, just in time for the holidays.   Club Metro, Kyoto.

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