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Guest Keitai Log live from Tokyo, Courtesy of Atsushi.
Comment translation left as is, because it sounds so much better this way:
“Last night yoyogi park spontaneous generation & lawless area RAVE was to perform!”

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Posting pictures of clubs and parties would get old really quick. So I probably won’t be putting any, save maybe for a few highlights at the end.

Instead, here is a bunch of miscellaneous pictures, arbitrarily sorted by categories rather than chronological order.

This first batch seems to illustrate the fact that all my friends suddenly decided to move into places with breathtaking views: it’s really hard to tell who’s got the most amazing shot of the City, but here are a few serious contenders.

On the pics, respectively:

  • sunrise at Will’s place
  • some house on 17th (not even the nicest Victorian, but it had gotten a brand new paint job and was just too flashy to miss)
  • view from Matthieu’s Castle in Noe Valley (can I hear anybody say two-level decks…), just behind the park
  • Dolores Park
  • the Mission
  • Bernard and Karen’s place in Woodside
  • Valencia St. (or is it Dolores?)
  • the Embarcadero, in a strikingly Sunset Blvd.-like shot, save for the hordes of stretch-neon-clad joggers.
  • the view from Berni’s new house in Woodside, surrounded by redwood trees (they might not look like it, but these things are actually vertiginously high, probably over a hundred feet).

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    5 Things I did NOT miss about San Francisco:

  • Coping with annoyingly high level of California sun-baked flakiness
  • Nights laboriously spent in living rooms: crowded around the coffee table, doing lines and rehashing same tired club stories
  • A good half of the people on the street: running around, mumbling to themselves and nodding to lamppost, like they’re on crack.
  • The other half: actually on crack and/or clinically insane.
  • Obnoxious people: talking on their cellphone every-fuckin’-where, loud enough to let the whole train know how they “like, so totally hate nancy from accounting” or “what’s his name who did that presentation at the meeting”.
    And the fact I’m in heavy keitai withdrawal myself has really little to do with the incredibly strong urge I have to shove their cell down their throat before rinsing it down with whatever’s left of their starbuck’s chai mocha soy latte.

    5 Things I REALLY missed about San Francisco:

  • The smell of fresh pine wood: in the morning when walking down 17th St.
  • Smoking bowls at friends places: on the fire exit of old Victorian houses.
  • House beats that resolutely stay south of the 130 bpm border: drawing crowds that dance like there’s no tomorrow but stay until tomorrow.
  • Sunday brunch: with mimosas and egg benedict on the patio at Luna Piena
  • Friends: to smoke said bowls and eat sunday brunch with.

    Overall, the Good outweighs the Bad by a wide margin… though it’s good to realize some of the things I’m getting in the bargain by living in Tokyo…

    Now if it only could be the exact same sunny blue skies by the time I return…

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    Pac-Man etymology

    And by the way: don’t buy the hype about video-games putting a bad influence on the youth of today. It is completely unfounded.

    I mean, come on: if Pacman really had affected us as kids, we’d all be running around in dark rooms, munching pills and listening to repetitive music.

    by ·Comments Off on SF, View From Will’s Place

    Will’s new place is completely awesome.
    Being just a few blocks over the Castro, it’s got a view on most of the city all the way to the bay. And to top it all: a huge deck.

    It’s nice to be back here…

    by ·Comments Off on Keitai Break

    I’m currently in SF, where my magic keitai powers hold no strength. So probably no pix here for the next two weeks…
    I should be posting pix of the US in the main log, though.

    by ·Comments Off on Danny Writes to Us

    Remember this party I’m playing at tomorrow?

    Well, Frenchy sent an email on the Mailing List to promote it and because one of the DJ is a resident at Buddha Bar in Paris, we mentioned:

    Come early as some Buddha Bar CDs will be given out,
    compliments of the Buddha Bar, Paris.

    Guess what we received this afternoon:

    Hey,

    How can I ever get my hands on some Buddha Bar CD compilations!

    I’ve turned sooooooo many people onto the series…… But not
    everywhere I shop has them. Hey it can’t hurt to ask, right?

    DTour Inc.
    [address]

    Respect,
    danny tenaglia  🙂

    Yes, apparently, not only is Danny on our mailing list, but he also actually reads these emails (he’s probably the only one who still does). And he is into Buddha Bar Compilations.

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    02fluid-buddha.jpgHow to get a procrastinating egotistic fucker to get off his lazy ass and finally get the plane tix he’s been supposed to purchase for the past three weeks?

    Easy: put him down as one of the headliners for some random gig in a new club, print the flyers, then let him know about it.

    … leaving for SF on Wednesday.

    … playing there on Thursday… more dates to come.