The T-Qualizer is King

You know what's awesome about Japan? When ever you want a hot drink, a vending machine provides that and they are everywhere.

2011年03月18日
OSAKA 大阪

We head off to Shinsaibashi and walk while singing along to a track they had danced to yesterday called im gonna do ya.  We also talked about working together musically and I thought about Mayan Tamang. He has done many Bboy DVDs in the states and Asia. If these dude ever come to the states they gotta connect or if Mayan is trying to bring his brand to Japan these dude should sponsor his gear. They were interested in wanting to know if their were any Japanese icons in the hiphop scene. I quickly let em know my two favorite dance crews: the Jabbawockeez and Quest crew who I believe have Japanese members. As far as rap artist, not really (>_<)

Walking through Shinsaibashi at night is much different than when I was there earlier in the day. It's like Gotham City, a whole new world emerges after dark. Every 5 steps we were offered to go inside Girl bars. Eventually we make it to a club that is so popular that the line out the door looks like an iPhone launch. The crew let's me know that they may hit over capacity before we can get in and if we do get in, it will be a tight fit. I want to jam tonight not rub elbows so I take em up on the offer to go to a less popular club. We hit the door of a spot that I wouldn't have known was a club. Coney finds out the price and it's ¥3500 ♪───Ｏ（≧∇≦）Ｏ────♪ very pricey but we decide to step to the side and see if we have any other options. As we discuss whether or not it's worth it, I keep seeing fly ladies walking in and I'm becoming more and more convinced with every female that it is worth it         (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o))) Soon enough they let me know that although its expensive, its all you can drink NANI!? By the end of the night I will make the cover charge cheap. I'm talking malibu orange juice all night Σ(￣。￣ﾉ)ﾉ When we get back in line, right behind us there is this dime Japanese female with braids who's face was so unforgettable that I later recall her in the same magazine Kodama was featured in. Small world.

We get in and get padded down for weapons and what not. I think this is the only club I can recall does this in Japan. Soon as I'm in I realize I'm in club Pure. This was the first club I had gone to in Tokyo, Japan with Rob and Han. I couldnt find it last week in Shibuya so I'm guessing that they relocated here if not this is a sister club. Just like the one in Tokyo I couldn't help but notice an overwhelming amount of Gaijin. The bar was of course packed and the dance floor was not that big but still big enough. We hit the lockers which is as far as I know, unique to Japan. I toss my coat, essentials such as passport and wallet (not needed when it's all you can drink) and turn on the T-Qualizer. (A bit of false advertisement with the shirt. I thought the volume levels on it do it off of sound but apparently you control it with a hidden control panel) I walk back to the bar to hit the drinks and notice a top floor that seemed to be where all the top dogs were. No dance floor there just drinking and pool playing with girls pretending they having a good time around them.

Right next to the bar I couldn't help but notice pole dancers that were a bra strap away from a stripper. Nice eye candy and many men were just standing right under them drinking and staring. Now I know most women may think that this is disgusting and yes it is but I like the fact that it keeps the creepers distracted and not being a kill joy for you and your homegirls on the dance floor (^_-) we grab our drinks. I'm the only one drinking alcohol. The crew sips on soda cause they don't drink alcohol for reasons I'm unsure of but whatever the reason, more power to them.

As soon as I make my way to the dance floor I'm already getting stopped and hit with the thumbs up and smiles over my light up shirt. There were four DJs that night and every time they switched the music went from good to better and better while I just kept drinking and dancing. Im jumping from spot to spot grooving and two things I are consistently happening through the night. 1: my chest keeps getting touched and felt on because of the shirt by almost every broad on the dance floor (*☻-☻*) but the catch 22 is that just as many guys do the same thing ！(◎_◎;) gay deshou. The second thing I can't help but notice is the overaggressive "I want to fuck you on the dance floor" by guys trying to dance with the females. Funny thing was the Japanese guys were the worst, and I thought that they were shy (♯｀∧´) I guess I shouldn't be surprised by a culture that made Valentine's Day in honor of the men (^з^)-☆ yeah there was a lot of testosterone in the air.

I eventually hit another corner and meet these two Korean broads. Now I dig Korean chicks and they dig me. Hell if I even tried learning Korean on my own when I was in 9th grade but didn't know any Koreans or anything about Korea to keep myself motivated but if I had dated one before I began Japanese, something tells me I be learning Korean and this blog would be taken place in Seoul. We talk in Japanese (^_-) and start grooving. It doesn't take 4 bars for one of them to start grabbing my ass over and over again. Rachel would not approve (｀_´)ゞ luckily Kodama was there for the hand off while I jammed with the other friend but unfortunately like every other guy there he was over aggressive and she was quick to move on to pretty boy Japanese dude who she starts making out with by the next song. だめ homie. Cool points lost for the team.

The broad I'm dancing with eventually had the urge to jump on stage and dance. She goes and pulls me like we dancing partners on a show. As soon as we on stage grooving the crowd is cheering and more broads jump to the stage. It doesn't take a chorus to come up for me to feel my jeans harshly being tugged at. Oh it's a cockblocking bouncer telling me to come down. Awesome (*｀へ´*) I should be getting dap for getting things started not the sit down. Oh well I go back to chilling, drinking and dancing with me, myself and I. I notice a few broads that want to groove but again these testosterone filled dudes are killing it and having shorties either stay in their circle of friends or just leave all together. Maybe all you can drink is not a good idea. Eventually the stage gets empty and there is nothing but dudes on the dance floor☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ I decide to join in a little breaking circle with the KK crew and that was fun. I picked up a few moves and we were doing our thing. Yup it was a Victory night at least I thought it was until suddenly someone grabs my arm aggressively...

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