5 posts tagged “song of the day”

I live on this little island so I don't really know who she is, but this song is beautiful. I can't get it out of my head.

The video's cool too. Her hair, her makeup, that dress especially is gorgeous. I want it.

But I feel like they got the video all wrong. To me, this song isn't about loving someone that hurts you.

It's about someone's who's closed off her heart completely, but then she meets someone who's so wonderful and loving and she's loving back for the first time. But it's such an unfamiliar thing for her that it's painful, it's like she's bleeding. And bleeding is a real bitch because if you've cut too deep it won't stop and it starts spilling and staining things and you can't control it.

Some oyaji favorites. Teresa Teng singing in Japanese. This one's for you, LazyWong!

There's Tsugunai, Aijin (in a wedding dress, not quite Like a Virgin!), and Toki no Nagare ni Mi wo Makase (you were close, Lazy!). I do the tried and true hostess move with that song. The oyaji will be like "時の流れに身を任せ〜〜〜" and then I'll echo him, like "任せ〜〜〜〜！！！" and then fall over drunk or something.

Whoa she just rules my world!

Four minutes to save the world, man! Lap dances are usually shorter, aren't they ; )

Years ago, I got kicked out of a club in Roppongi for doing something illegal. My option was the cops, or leaving without even getting my bag, coat, or telling my friends. I was on an adrenaline and drug high, and ended up just pacing the streets of Roppongi like a crazy person with no money, no cell phone, no nothing. I felt like I was walking on air, but not in a good way. I ended up following a good looking tall Japanese kid (now I'd call him a kid, back then I was the kid) to the tiny bar he worked at. It was in the back streets, down some weird outdoor stairs and up an old building. Those stairs are now gone, and so is that old building.

I told him what happened, and that I didn't have any money, and he said I could have a free drink. I ended up talking to him all night. He told me he was 25 and I thought he was so old. I asked him who came to this tiny little bar, and he told me mostly hostesses after work, and I thought "whoa, what are hostesses like?"

The bar was empty because it was a weekday or something weird like that. And he started playing some music. Then he put this song (embedded below) on and pumped up the volume. Whenever I hear this song, I remember that night. Being seriously high, young, lost and stupid and so close to the edge, and being too young and lost and stupid to even think about consequences.

Youth is wasted on the young.

Song of the Day entry:

Hamada Shogo's "America." Here's some Japanese Dad Rock for you! I guess he was the biggest thing back when a lot of my customers were young. At least one customer sings at least one of his songs a night.

I used to always have crushes on older Dad-types, and this guy qualifies. He has kind of a hot voice and everything, but I always imagine him to have the salaryman alcohol-and-cigarettes smell. Maybe because I mentally associate him with customers.

This particular song gets sung fairly often. Once it's established that I'm American (and once they get over the shock of me not being Russian, Romanian, Brazilian or Filipina -- I guess I could pass for all of the above, at least through their drunk eyes), the customer whips out this song. It's called "America," And I guess it's about this one Japanese kid's quest for the American dream. Wide open spaces, dreams, freedom from the constraints of your home country, etc. It's kind of bitter-sweet when haggard salarymen dying of stress, exhaustion, alcohol and cigarettes sing it.