Because I don't normally have internet access until noon, I rarely get to watch their live show on Nico Nico Douga, but I just found out that they debuted their new video on this month's episode. I personally love it. It's at least 100x better than Blue Flame. Shou's outfit, however, looks like something a 60 year-old woman would purchase from my shop.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Is Kumi's new PV really that bad?//
#10 - Feel
Now this video I honestly don't mind. In my opinion, it's more sensual than sexual, which gets a pass in my book. Unfortunately, odd numbered lists frighten me so we needed a #10.
#9 - Crazy 4 U
We're getting somewhere here. Dance a little closely to some random girls in your panties. Unzip the catsuit to show some breast. Alright, but it seems a little 90s.
#8 - Hot Stuff
You actually took the time to choreograph unzipping some guy's pants?
#7 - Selfish
Dancing in panties - check. Oh, riding a guy? Alright, I see where we're heading...wait, you just ended the video by shoving some guy's head in your crotch?
#6 - But
This video is so ridiculous, but that's what you get for kissing and grinding with some chicks (who really don't seem all that into you).
#5 - Taboo
Here I'm a little pissed I had to put something so intentional on the list, but I can't help it; the whole simulated oral sex just doesn't work for me.
#4 - 今すぐ欲しい/Ima sugu hoshii
I'm used to her writhing around in her panties, but the eye-fucking in this video just makes me uncomfortable.
#3 - D.D.D.
You touched your vagina on camera.
#2 - Juicy
This is where riding a guy's cock becomes the new dance craze.
#1 - Shake It
I give up. This is skankier than my high school ever was.
I do have to hand it to her; Kumi has tamed down the past few years. I actually wonder if it has had anything to do with her radio scandal from 2008. If anyone remembers, she made a joke about women's uteri rotting in their 30s and avex hastily shoved her career in the closet. I really do like her, enough to own a few of her albums *note own, not downloaded off Jpopsuki*. She has a beautiful voice and in the end what matters. Although I do not agree with it, she's the original koakuma, trying to balance out the image of a cute idol with that of a dirty dirty woman. Because of her history though, I really do have to question if her upcoming video is really as terrible as it is made out to be. I think the only way to top anything she has ever done is to actually condense those videos into one. It is not like they have ever harmed anyone before.
Fuck.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Conspiracy behind Taiji's death//
Here's a link to the original blog post followed by my translation.
I keep thinking there’s no way, no way it’s suicide.
But, setting that aside.
When my staff participated in X Japan’s lives with Taiji, they were acting as management.
This has become the current issue.
I was told by my staff that Taiji was in Saipan, but the next day
Conflicting information had emerged
When it was reported he was in serious condition.
How’s that?
How’s that?
My staff got mail from him saying he was alright.
That’s correct, mail from his own terminal .
So my staff told me he’s alive and well, not to worry.
Now my staff is now moving to reveal the truth.
Because he has various staff, anyone could have mailed as him.
Who could it be?
Taiji's blog was deleted from his computer.
Who could it be?
Why were they bringing his estranged relatives, but stopping his current fiancé?
Why is it so hard to extradite him if his remains are cremated?
What’s wrong with having an autopsy?
Besides it seems like he killed himself in police custody on that island.
I guess because the world’s so small that if you have authority it can be under your control
My management is going to collect information and stir to return his remains to the family
Because we can’t do a funeral like this
Because something seems wrong what I want to say is
Everyone raise your voices more and more and drag this female manager into the media
I want mass communication to be mobilized to explain current affairs or to bring this investigation to an end
Here it seems like his female manager is still breathing.
Anyhow, I know it’s a difficult thing because there’s the problem of being isolated from that country, but if it wasn’t suicide...
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Cover Song - Konya wa Boogie Back//
The funny thing about those who are just getting into the Japanese music scene is that they may not realize their new favorite song is just a cover. More than likely if you were to mention the song's title to someone from Japan, that person would only associate it with the well-established original. Because of this, I want to start showing some classic Jpop songs and their more modern versions.
Up first is Kenji Ozawa & Scha Dara Parrs's classic "今夜はブギーバック/Konya wa Boogie Back". Originally released in 1993, it has been sung by everyone from Hikaru Utada to Sparta Locals.
Up first is Kenji Ozawa & Scha Dara Parrs's classic "今夜はブギーバック/Konya wa Boogie Back". Originally released in 1993, it has been sung by everyone from Hikaru Utada to Sparta Locals.
And then Chakkamanz took hold of it
Then Dell Feat. Clock
More famously Kreva
Most recently TOKYO No.1 SOUL SET ＋ HALCALI
So it goes to show that you may be giving due where it belongs.
Fan Wisdom//
It has been irritating me more and more lately, the attitudes or actions of the newer generation of Jrock fans. I hate to promote myself as an elitist, but even I, who tamed my raging teenage hormones to the thought of some androgynous visual-kei singer on a regular basis, can see little connection between myself and younger fans. For years now nothing more has annoyed me than someone half my age writing, "I miss Hide". Really? That's amazing to have such devotion in the womb. I find that often these younger fans forget their place. I really do not mean to say they belong in some lower social status, rather attempt to manipulate reason and reality. The fact that I do not believe a girl from Wisconsin listened to Malice Mizer, when she was only three years-old, may just be a fault of my close-mindedness. Whether I am to blame or not, it bothers me.
I was dragged to my first anime convention ever this year, to act as a personal translator so a friend could communicate with one of the guest Japanese bands. My friend was not a fan, but sincerely enjoyed one of the member's previous bands. This I respect. When I went to the Q&A, I listened to dozens of teenagers exclaim their undying love for their favorite band. This I do not respect. The reason why is because I would bet my entire cd collection that no one in that room knew of the band, lest heard one of their songs until it was announced they would be performing (save for staff, of course). The truth is, my friends, our convention is so small we get the Japanese equivalent of the local band to perform, despite what Tainted Reality tells you. You should have probably realized it when you could only find a 100 hits off Google. If not, then at the very least when they performed, right? I forgot. You only like them because they are Japanese. I remember back in December leaving the GazettE's live at Tokyo Dome to be hounded by a legion of those local bands. To even my surprise, a member from the band Luzmelt personally handed me a promotional flier and thanked me for being one of the few to accept it. They performed at my hometown's convention less than a year before. A friend of mine, a former staff member of the convention, informed me that they were paid $7000 for their time in the city. Unfortunately for them, that $7000 also paid their airfare and hotel rooms.
My advice is this :
--Be honest to yourself and those around you. By claiming to be something you are not, you are hiding yourself from what you could be. Most people are going to see through your lies anyway. My biggest pet peeve is when people claim to be a fan of an artist, but they only know a handful of songs all used in anime.
--Share what you know and try to learn (continued from above). People today have such a greater opportunity to learn about Japanese music than I did years ago. By claiming to be the biggest fan of a band you hardly know anything about, you are killing your own learning opportunity. If you have only recently been introduced to a band, ask to know more about them.
--Do not like anything for any reason other than it gives you pleasure. Do not listen to a song because it is popular. Do not listen to a song because a friend does. Do not listen to a song simply because it belongs in a genre or its members are Japanese. Listen because it means something to you.
--Remember that these artists are just as human as your or I, despite the fact most of them look like holograms. Being so opposed to a band that you must bash them every opportunity you get is a waste of time. If not for the fact they would be considered public figures, this could be considered harassment. Likewise, declaring an artist your god and spending most of your time worshiping them might be a sign that your life's priorities might need a little more thought.
I was dragged to my first anime convention ever this year, to act as a personal translator so a friend could communicate with one of the guest Japanese bands. My friend was not a fan, but sincerely enjoyed one of the member's previous bands. This I respect. When I went to the Q&A, I listened to dozens of teenagers exclaim their undying love for their favorite band. This I do not respect. The reason why is because I would bet my entire cd collection that no one in that room knew of the band, lest heard one of their songs until it was announced they would be performing (save for staff, of course). The truth is, my friends, our convention is so small we get the Japanese equivalent of the local band to perform, despite what Tainted Reality tells you. You should have probably realized it when you could only find a 100 hits off Google. If not, then at the very least when they performed, right? I forgot. You only like them because they are Japanese. I remember back in December leaving the GazettE's live at Tokyo Dome to be hounded by a legion of those local bands. To even my surprise, a member from the band Luzmelt personally handed me a promotional flier and thanked me for being one of the few to accept it. They performed at my hometown's convention less than a year before. A friend of mine, a former staff member of the convention, informed me that they were paid $7000 for their time in the city. Unfortunately for them, that $7000 also paid their airfare and hotel rooms.
My advice is this :
--Be honest to yourself and those around you. By claiming to be something you are not, you are hiding yourself from what you could be. Most people are going to see through your lies anyway. My biggest pet peeve is when people claim to be a fan of an artist, but they only know a handful of songs all used in anime.
--Share what you know and try to learn (continued from above). People today have such a greater opportunity to learn about Japanese music than I did years ago. By claiming to be the biggest fan of a band you hardly know anything about, you are killing your own learning opportunity. If you have only recently been introduced to a band, ask to know more about them.
--Do not like anything for any reason other than it gives you pleasure. Do not listen to a song because it is popular. Do not listen to a song because a friend does. Do not listen to a song simply because it belongs in a genre or its members are Japanese. Listen because it means something to you.
--Remember that these artists are just as human as your or I, despite the fact most of them look like holograms. Being so opposed to a band that you must bash them every opportunity you get is a waste of time. If not for the fact they would be considered public figures, this could be considered harassment. Likewise, declaring an artist your god and spending most of your time worshiping them might be a sign that your life's priorities might need a little more thought.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Intro Theme//
I wonder how many times I have failed this task, maintaining a blog? Undoubtedly, there are fragments of my self scattered across the internet, probably locked in some archive written with an algorithm so intrusive it could only be conceived in some dystopian novel, or in other words, Google's Cache. I have written opinions, summarized plots, and shared drops of my knowledge. All of these have never been worthwhile enough to me to continue my endeavors, and so I cannot guarantee how much time I will dedicate to this task nor if it will be worth your time to read. I am honestly not a lazy person. Rather, I am quite the opposite and will prioritize tasks in the order of greatest importance in the moment. I think it is with this, most people develop Bucket Lists, filled with the hopes and dreams they pushed aside.
I have carried a dream since I was a little girl, once which, despite holding onto so long, I never conceived as possible. It all started with a show called "Hey!Hey!Hey!". I remember the first time I ever watched it, on my grandmother's television while still an elementary student. I was enraptured and curious; something sparked. Soon I was watching it weekly and distinguishing artists though not words. X Japan, L'Arc~en~Ciel, Utada Hikaru, Hamasaki Ayumi, hitomi,...all became part of my vocabulary. When my family finally got our first computer, I, like every other kid, began illegally downloading every song I could find, which in that era, was quite the limited selection. This definitely painted me as the outsider, even amongst what few friends I had. It would be several years until I could convert anyone into an occasional listener.
At that time is when I bought my first Japanese dictionary, determined to uncover the meanings of the words which so greatly moved me. I would listen. I would study. I bought my first CD, Utada Hikaru's Distance album during my freshman year and although I was not the most diligent student, became a translator at 16. To help study and to express myself, as is so important at that age, I began to write my own lyrics. This was my childhood and everything would continue just the same even after I turned 18. Still, I never thought the dream was possible. That is, until it came true.
I, like many other dreamers, became excited when a mega-festival was announced, one dedicated to my guiltiest pleasure - visual-kei. "Ah, how nice it would be," I thought. "Ah, how nice it would be," I thought as I submitted an entry to musicjapanplus.jp for a chance to win a pass to the festival and the opportunity to report on their behalf. Although I submitted an entry for some J-rock good as a weekly ritual, I had never won anything. I was so accustomed to losing, in fact, that the thought of not receiving this too did not phase me. Unfortunately, that mindset did not prepare me for the moment when I had won.
To my greatest disbelief, every dream I had hidden away, to protect it from the reality I thought would shatter it, came true. I went to Japan. I saw my favorite artists perform. I fell in love with a Japanese rocker. I went back to Japan to discover that those feelings of love were mutual. Now, here I am riding out the rest of my dream like a chord, and trying to convince this new generation of dreamers that anything is possible.
I have carried a dream since I was a little girl, once which, despite holding onto so long, I never conceived as possible. It all started with a show called "Hey!Hey!Hey!". I remember the first time I ever watched it, on my grandmother's television while still an elementary student. I was enraptured and curious; something sparked. Soon I was watching it weekly and distinguishing artists though not words. X Japan, L'Arc~en~Ciel, Utada Hikaru, Hamasaki Ayumi, hitomi,...all became part of my vocabulary. When my family finally got our first computer, I, like every other kid, began illegally downloading every song I could find, which in that era, was quite the limited selection. This definitely painted me as the outsider, even amongst what few friends I had. It would be several years until I could convert anyone into an occasional listener.
At that time is when I bought my first Japanese dictionary, determined to uncover the meanings of the words which so greatly moved me. I would listen. I would study. I bought my first CD, Utada Hikaru's Distance album during my freshman year and although I was not the most diligent student, became a translator at 16. To help study and to express myself, as is so important at that age, I began to write my own lyrics. This was my childhood and everything would continue just the same even after I turned 18. Still, I never thought the dream was possible. That is, until it came true.
I, like many other dreamers, became excited when a mega-festival was announced, one dedicated to my guiltiest pleasure - visual-kei. "Ah, how nice it would be," I thought. "Ah, how nice it would be," I thought as I submitted an entry to musicjapanplus.jp for a chance to win a pass to the festival and the opportunity to report on their behalf. Although I submitted an entry for some J-rock good as a weekly ritual, I had never won anything. I was so accustomed to losing, in fact, that the thought of not receiving this too did not phase me. Unfortunately, that mindset did not prepare me for the moment when I had won.
To my greatest disbelief, every dream I had hidden away, to protect it from the reality I thought would shatter it, came true. I went to Japan. I saw my favorite artists perform. I fell in love with a Japanese rocker. I went back to Japan to discover that those feelings of love were mutual. Now, here I am riding out the rest of my dream like a chord, and trying to convince this new generation of dreamers that anything is possible.
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