Tenga

FUKUOKA 12/09/12

On what felt like a Sunday morning, we woke up and ventured from Kyoto to Fukuoka on Wednesday the 12^th. After having a night off the booze on Tuesday I still managed to throw up somehow. Despite an extremely relaxing and calming time in Kyoto our bullet train ride to the next stop was mainly made up of sleeping, snoring and drool.

Yuji from the Convictions met us at the train station and showed us to our hotel and also where heaps of babes hang out...  and hang out they did (don’t really know what that means). Fukuoka had an awesome vibe to it, quite similar to Melbourne, except completely different. We smashed some of the best tempura that the guys have ever had (I have had heaps better because im really cultured). The tempura melted like creamy butter on our lips.

 The venue we played at was called utero. It was the smallest venue so far, but the loudest one yet. We were made to feel extremely welcome by everyone at the show*. First on the bill was Infinity who were a melodic hardcore band. They were ace. It was especially funny when the singer Taka told us he would like to finger us again. I was unaware that he had done it once already. Next up was Yuji’s band, The convictions. They were like Less Than Jake, but great. We were on next and once again we melted faces, cracked boners and community man’d the shit outta that sucka. It was mammoth.

After we got really tired of signing tits, snorting cocaine and hurling shit around we went and got a ramen with all the dudes from the convictions, the Dj’s and also the filthiest dude we have met so far… Souv, I mean Tomo. Not only was the ramen easily the best soup the other guys have ever had, it was complimented by craig falling asleep at the table. Tomo gave us a parting gift of these things called Tenga, which are little eggs that you masturbate into. I haven’t tried mine out yet, but Tim reckons its egg-cellent (eeyyyooo). As were were walking home we bumped into two smashed as mums on bikes who were trying to get us to sign their kids’ bike helmets. It was pretty full on… but got even more intense when bowie signed it by writing, ‘I love kids - Anty’… Everyone else signed it as ‘Bowie’. Anyway I best get going and call child support.      

* Insert joke about Bowie’s white shorts.

Photos by KIED

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