Shibuya and the Lance Armstrong Dodgettes

 

Random Japanese Couple in Shibuya

 

The difficult thing about blogging is choosing what to write about and what not to write about, since there’s only so much one can blog about. Because of this, in each post, I will write one somewhat detailed description of an event or place, then will have a “scribble” section with quasi-notes about things that were still significant (or just plain humorous,) and so if I feel it necessary, I can blog about it at a later time…Yes! On with the show…..i mean, er… blog…shog? 

 

My hostel, Ks house, to Shibuya

My hostel, KsHouse, relative to Shibuya, Southwest of my hostel

 

So Cally and I went to Shibuya last night (Sunday.) Shibuya is easily recognizable, at least by night, by its bright lights, overpopulation, and constant colliding into people. Yes, people collisions. I felt like I needed walking insurance! First, if you didn’t know this already, Tokyo is one of the densest cities in the world. Secondly, I think it’s safe to say, at least for the residents of Tokyo, that the Japanese love lights and technology. Thirdly, there are not just vertical and horizontal crosswalks, but also diagonal crosswalks. Fourthly, the bicyclists ride on the sidewalks; no, they don’t walk their bikes either: they ride them, sometimes, at near-Lance Armstrong speeds! They inevitably get so close to you, that their coats brush up against you. Despite these facts, I haven’t been hit yet. They’re very skilled at giving you a heart-attack, but equally skilled at weaving through people without collision. This would definitely be an accomplishment in some less populated place like Chicago, but to successfully do this in Tokyo: you have to be a Grand Master…Most of the collisions occur from pedestrian-to-pedestrian.

Shibuya was quite exciting, though. It contains what’s considered to be the busiest intersection in the world. This is exemplified in the video I took last night, below.

 

 

Shibuya is considered the hotspot for the japanese youth, as there’s all types of shopping, places to eat, anime stores, love hotels…it pretty much has it all, including part of the kitchen sink. 

I’m not a shopping aficionado by any means, but I must say that seeing the stores in Tokyo is a unique experience, and proceeding into the stores and walking around is an even more intense experience. There’re employees of every assortment standing everywhere. Of course you have your salesman who are happy to assist you in emptying your wallet, but there also employees who just stand in a single place with a microphone rapidly-firing Japanese (about what, I’m not exactly sure, because I don’t understand most of it at this point…) In fact, *cookie* started to play with a laptop, and within one second, an employee started to recite what seemed like a 1000 page (per-chapter) novel, at a rate of 1000 pages per 7 minutes. *cookie* was already captured, so there was nothing I could do for her, but there was still time for me. I quickly relocated my 10-4, and viewed the battle from a distance. 5 minutes (714 pages) later, I decided to go on a rescue mission and save Cally. I fired a quick “sumimasen” (excuse me) and got her out. Success! Most stores seem to be like this, especially in the technology assortment… So the shopping experience is quite intense, but at the same time, I respect the fact that they all put so much effort toward the jobs and give you attention. This applies not only in department stores and mid-size stores, but small stores, and even booths set up on the streets. Walking through Ueno Park the other day, I noticed an old lady working behind a small food cart. As she greeted and served the curious customers, I couldn’t help but recognize the smile on her face as she served the people. She genuinely seemed to enjoy her job, despite the fact that it just a small 6 foot food cart-on-wheels set up in a park. I was greatly moved by this, as it reminded me that interacting with people is where I receive the most contentment in life. This is one of the qualities I enjoy most about Japan. Even in such a highly populated

Harajuku Peopleand fast-paced area as Tokyo, I still witness, at least to my eyes, social harmony. I’ve read that the Japanese place strong emphasis on this. Please don’t misunderstand me; I really enjoy Americans in general, I think there’s a great sincerity in the way we function in our social lives. However, I think the Japanese have something very special to offer, too. The emphasis seems to be more on working as a group rather than the individual. In the parks, you tend to see many groups of friends doing various activities, such as playing guitars together,  juggling soccer balls, and, of course, the Japanese Elvis groups in Yoyogi :-) I think this is a beautiful aspect of human nature that we should focus on facilitating more. 

 

 

 

I’d like to write more on Shibuya, Harajuku, and Shinjuku…Another entry tonight. For now, we must explore more of Tokyo, since this is our last full day here: we leave for Kyoto tomorrow. さようなら!

 

*scribbles*

7 year old singing songs and playing guitar in Yoyogi – very inspiring

what do you do with an egg in a bowl?

getting over intimidation of language barrier

clean, inhabitable allies

pachinko

sinks that have one faucet for soap-dispensing, the other for water

australian lingo – “shredders” – kids/people who “tear it up”

japanese fascination with the old in a city that is known for focusing on new

distractions?

bathroom hallways at japanese airport

japanese denny’s – button to call waiter

japanese words heard all the time – sou desu ne. sou desu. hai hai hai hai hai. sugoi, sugoi!!

love hotels on side streets

wendies, subway, starbucks, kentucky fried chicken, mcdonalds,

The Japanese Concert Experience

Ueno Park - Tokyo

This week has been one of performing with an orchestra in the Chicagoland area. Come here me strike a tam-tam and bass drum in Shostakovich’s 5th Symphony at Elgin Symphony tonight at 8 or tomorrow at 3:30  (http://www.elginsymphony.org .) So appropriately, I will try to entertain my beloved readers with my concert experience in Japan from my trip last year. As always, if you detect an error or disagree, please feel to utilize the comment button located below (unless it’s regarding the election, in which case, you’ll have to find another blog to comment on.) On that note! Go grab your coffee, colored-popcorn (Jewel sold it in the early 90′s – it tasted like crap, but looked cool,) and read about my stumbling upon Tokyo Geijutsu Daigaku 東京藝術大学 , Tokyo University of the Arts. 

On my trip last year, I decided to take a late-evening walk through Tokyo’s GORGEOUS Ueno Park (shown above, I’ll blog about it in detail in a future entry.) One the outskirts of the park, I saw what looked to be music school…(Seeing and hearing instrumentalists through the windows suggested this to me.) While pretty much everything on campus was in the japanese writing system, I managed to make out some names on a board next to what looked to be a concert hall. The only words i understood were “Weber” and “Mozart” This was enough of a hint that there was a music performance, and it displayed the date and time in how westerners are used to seeing them (with 24 hr time format, of course…) So, when I got back to the hostel, I asked my vegemite friends (shown below, right) if they wanted to see it the following night. “Sure, we’ll go if you try some vegemite!” I sacrificed my tastebuds to vegemite and in turn was accompanied with a few friends the following night.

We arrived and walked in through the front doors of the building to the lobby. Greeted, we were, by several female ticket personnel. We asked for tickets, and all of a sudden the ticket people started discussing something that seemed to be of utmost and urgent importance (in Japanese of course.) It was as if I told them that the Chinese were coming to invade and they had to prepare the battle plans…my awesome australian friends Well, semi-long story semi-short, I had read the time wrong on the bulletin the day before, and we showed up about 20 minutes late, so they were probably discussing how ignorant westerners were… But since they’re Japanese, they were very polite about my stupidity (so polite, they made it seem as if they did something wrong) and allowed us to go in right after the first piece was over; It is said that the Japanese are extremely punctual people. They never arrive late each morning (unless they are still working in the office from the night before) and always work past when the boss goes home. If memory serves me right, the tickets costed 1000 yen each (~10 U.S. Dollars.) For those that are curious, what you see below is what a 1000 yen bill looks like. It’s actually a slightly older print of the 1000 yen, but this one’s cool because it has a picture of Natsumo Souseki, author of a great novel I read -Kokoro- in Japanese History class last year (to not digress too much more, I’ll simply put a link to the wiki page for the book so you can read more. Kokoro If you’re in the area and would like to borrow it, just let me know.) So yeah, we were very unjapanese-like when it came to attending a concert.

1000 Yen Bill

 So, getting back to the concert (or as they teach ushers at Ravinia to say to the patrons, “performance” – it sounds more like a $200.00 bottle of wine rather than a $10.00 bottle, to make the wealthy happy or something…) We sat down in the lovely hall (show below, right) and enjoyed a unique concert experience. The entire orchestra was Japanese, but the soloists were German. And the age of the orchestra looked to be well above the average university student age, too so so there’s a chance it could have been a regional community orchestra that utilized the university’s hall, because they did look much older than your typical university students… I have the program somewhere, which is not your typical orchestra program in the sense that it is a large 8.5/11″ which is relatively thick and could probably hold half of Shakespeare’s works…For all I could read of Japanese at the time (none,) it might have actually contained that… Once I find the program, I will begin translating it (the author of a podcast I listen to, A Year In Japan recommends finding a native japanese publication (text, sound, video) and use it as a gauge, so the more you learn over time, the more you can translate and gauge your progress.I think I might just do that)…Anyways, I digress again. Gakudo Concert Hall at Tokyo University of Arts

As expected, the audience was extremely quiet and respectful of the musicians. It didn’t, however, seem as formal as one might expect of the Japanese. I even might say that people in the west are a bit more “serious” when viewing concerts, at least the 40+ aged people. (Once I have more exposure to the culture I’d like to write an entire entry about old people in Japan… They’re pretty tough people… for example, one podcaster said that he sees old lady riding bikes all the time. I don’t see that much here… perhaps it’s all the squatting japanese women (and men) had to do to use the toilets, so their legs are strong and they are fit…) I can feel safe saying this, having attended hundreds of concerts in various parts of the U.S. Perhaps a little Japanese bias is sneaking in here, but they just seem to be more relaxed and peaceful when they have the time… My impression and observations of many (not all) middle-class americans seem to include this image of a husband and wife running around doing errands before going to work each day, doing a couple errands at lunch break, go back to work and maybe take care of a couple errands during work, then coming home and doing other things like business dinners, etc. I am well aware that the typical Japanese businessman work long hours, and that the country has one of the highest suicide rates in the world… but there’s a certain element about that suggests peace. Their culture has been rooted with Zen and Shinto ethics, which are peaceful by nature… And this confusion, ladies and gentlemen, is what shakes me to learn more about this country…soooooo, the concert was great, despite having no clue what pieces they were playing, and a small idea of the period of music. Overall, it was a very positive, musical, and harmonious experience in all senses of those words.