Last weekend while all of you guys were all ohhhh my tummyyyyy ohhh tooo much turkey I went to some place and did some stuff.
First stop was this small amusement park. Sort of. More of a ninja/samurai themed mock town, but uh, sans samurai. So really just a ninja village. And while that sort of sounds like OH WOW NINJAS (or oh lame, ninjas, depending on who you are) it really was pretty underwhelming (not very random either LOL INSIDE JOKEZ). In fact, I tried to tell my host family beforehand that I was totally fine with not going at all and kept trying to hint that I wasn't really all that interested, but I didn't really know how to politely decline on that sort of thing in Japanese, so we went anyway.
The first thing we saw at the place was a display of different ninja weapons and tools, including a pair of shoes with wooden floats attached for the purpose of walking on water. However, I have watched Mythbusters so I know that unless the ninja had a large amount of cornstarch handy, he wouldn't be crossing anything anytime soon.
We also went into a haunted house which was spoooOOOOooOOOoooOOOOky. All kinds of scary things, like dudes with ping pong balls and spaghetti on their face, and mannequins.
I did, however, get to paint a cup with something or other and I guess it's gonna get glazed and fired up in the kiln so it'll look real nice. We gotta wait a month for it to be finished though, so I guess we're gonna return there for that. Pictures when I get it back.
After the park, we went to a nearby hot spring. I gotta say that the hot spring was much more enjoyable than the NINJA TOWN. There were a ton of people there though, seeing as it was a national day off (their labor day equivalent, I think). We had some maccha ice cream when we left as well, which is always a plus.
The next day I hung out with Elina (the same girl I went to the baseball game with), who I now live really close to. We went over to Ohmura, which is a town pretty close to Isahaya. Same place that we found the store with all the second-hand stussy and supreme and all. We went to a different store this time, and I managed to find a pretty good present for the Rotary Christmas party. I'd tell you what it is, but I gotta give it to someone so for now it is a SECRET. You'll find out soon enough what it is though.
We also found some Curry and Wasabi flavored Ramune (marble soda) at the same store. Fighting our better senses, we bought a bottle of each to try. The wasabi one was just a let down. All it did was smell weird and taste like nothing. BOOOORRRRING. The curry one, however, was much different. It smelled pretty strongly of chili, yet tasted like normal ramune. The smell was strong enough to freak out Elina's dog, Alex. We tried to give him some of the soda to try, but he wanted nothing of it and ran away to hide under a table.
On Saturday, I didn't really do much except get a haircut. It's short. Real short. And I know that back at home whenever I got a haircut I'd always be all "man this is so short I am not pleased with this haircut" and everyone was always "man what are you talking about I still can't see your eyes", but this time I am for real serious. It's not a bad thing, but it is really foreign to me seeing as I've spent the last four or five years with long hair. I find myself doing all sorts of stuff out of habit that no longer make any sense with my short hair. Like flipping my head quickly when I look to the side to get my hair out of my eyes, or shaking my head when I put on shirts and sweaters to get my hair unruffled. Also, washing my hair is REALLY weird now. I keep grabbing for hair that isn't there and probably look like a fool doing so.
Also, the haircut gets big reactions at school and pretty much the past few days has just been listening to people say "Eh? Bikkurishita!" (Eh? I have been surprised!). The librarian couldn't recognize me for the first few seconds when I walked in on Monday, which was pretty amusing as well. And that, uh, is all I really have to say, I guess. I would think of a way to wrap all this up and end this post well, but I can't be bothered.
Oh wow hey the layout on this post is really bad with the photos
sorry
oops
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Ninjas and Hot Springs
Friday, November 23, 2007
GOLLY GOSH
OOPS, guys
All you people at home must have been all "Man Jeremy sure is leading a boring and uneventful life this week, what with all the non-posting and all. Possibly he is ashamed that he isn't eating a turkey this month or listening to Christmas tunes. Possibly." The truth is though that I am actually just real lazy. I had a pretty rad and filled-up weekend last week, and I've been stalling every time to post about it because of all the typing on this computer.
Also I like to put photos up with these posts and the USB connection on this thing is SUPES slow. Like right now I'm transferring some photos from my big camera and it's taking twenty minutes where it would take probably less than a minute on my own computer. It's a bummer but at least I have a computer to use.
But anyway let's deal with the most recent issue; Thanksgiving. Japan doesn't really know of Thanksgiving, or turkey (or real bacon, or real hamburgers, or maple syrup, or...) but that isn't such a biggie for me because I'm not that huge of a turkey fan; I enjoy it on a sandwich every once in a while, but Thanksgiving has always been about stuffing for me.
However, I believe that my meals this weekend have pretty much made up for it. First, on Thursday night (which would have been T-gives morning) I went out with my host parents to celebrate my host mom's birthday. We went to some local fancy steak house and it was DELISH. Japanese steak, as far as I can tell, is cut up into smaller parts (meh) and cooked with a ton of butter and garlic (YESSSSSSS) and also has several dipping sauces, because they're big into that here. Then the next day I went to a hot spring with the host family which was nice and relaxing, and we had some Osaka thing for dinner called "Favorite fried" or someting. For reals, "Favorite Fried". Fried what? DUNNO. Then today I hung out with my pre-host family and we went out for Korean Barbeque. Of course they tried getting me the spiciest dish in the house but I WAS TOO MANLY FOR IT.
But enough of food. That was a large paragraph. Or at least it looks kinda big in this posting form thing. ANYWAY, let's talk about this trip. It started last week Thursday; I boarded a train towards Sasebo, a nearby city. I met some of the other rotary exchange students there and our Rotarian chaparone. We got off at the "Haustenbos" stop, which I figured was just Japan being weird with names. Turns out that's how they interpret the Dutch name "Hous Ten Bosch". Go fig. Hous Ten Bosch was pretty cool; it's essentially an amusement park to showcase uh, well, I dunno. I think someone mentioned something about the environment, and another person something about Europe, but nothing was really expanded upon. The park/city thing place was split up by little canals that you could take boat rides though, which was fun, and the whole place lit up like a Christmas tree at night, which looked pretty nice.
The next morning we had breakfast, checked out early and headed off to our second destination, Kudamoto Castle (Kudamono? Kudamodo? I FORGET). A lot of it was still under re-construction, but it was still nice to see. The fortifications were pretty huge, and it was MUCH larger than the other castle, Shimabara Castle (the grounds were probably thirty times bigger). I met a tourist from Shanghai there and I tried introducing myself in Chinese. I guess I must be really out of practice though, because she decided to talk to me in English instead. FAIL.
After the castle we made our way to Aso Yama, or Mt. Aso. On the way though, we stopped at a farm that was in the mountain range surrounding Mt. Aso. Apparently Aso is a volcano, and created a ring of mountains around itself when it started spitting lava out and all that. The farm had a bunch of animals 
including pigs, cows, dogs, goats and all that. I got the chance to milk one of the cows and uh, I...uh...I did not enjoy it. It just felt weird. The dogs were great though and we sat around and petted them for a while. The pigs were sleeping most of the time, and when they finally got up, they just grunted a lot.
We left the farm after having lunch there and made our way up to the volcanic crater of Aso Yama. It was freezing cold. Not only that, it was really damn windy up there too. On top of that, it was foggy. Pretty much perfect conditions, eh?
At the end of the day, we made our way to the hotel. This was the comfiest hotel. Each room was a double with a built-in sound system, flat-screen TV and a big bath. The rooms themselves felt like cabins, and all had a back porch that looked out onto the mountainside. Not only that, but the hotel had a hot spring of its own. We spent a lot of time in that hot spring. The best part was, it had an outdoor section as well as an indoor one, so we were able to go out at night and stargaze while soaking in the bath.
The next day, we got up early again and set out to some suspension bridge set up over a big ravine. I'd give more details if I could, but seriously, that's pretty much what it was. The Japanese decided to build the bridge over the ravine in hopes that it would draw crowds of tourists who wished to see it. They were right. Tons and tons of people come to see this completely useless bridge. There was a traffic jam from all the cars trying to get in when we first got there, and when we left, the line of cars trying to get into the parking log stretched on for longer than a mile. It would be hours before those people would finally get into the lot, just so they could cross a shaky bridge, take a picture, turn around and go back to the car.
We then went to some town with a small wooden bridge. Don't know what the deal was there.
Afterwards we headed over to Kijima, an amusement park nearby. It probably would have been more fun for me if all the stuff wasn't so damn small. On pretty much every ride I got thrown around and got my legs all banged up. It also would have been a MILLION times more fun if the giant hampster ball they had advertised wasn't put away for the day we went. That being said, it was fun. We got some sort of special pass so we were able to go on all the rides we wanted.
And that was pretty much the end of the fun times. After the park we went to Saga to stay at another hotel. The next day all we did was go to the Rotary District meeting and we watched some weird presentation on childbirth and ancestry or something. No idea why they showed us that. At the very end there was a HUGE buffet though, which made up for the boring and weirdness of the whole thing.
And uh, I guess that is the whole trip. These posts are kind of big. Like the last one was pretty dang big as well. I guess I'll try and make these things a little smaller from now on. Maybe then I'll actually update regularly as well.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Fukuoka: EXPLORE
We started the day early. Really early. We had a 6:45 train to catch, and since the Japanese are all about being early, my host dad said, "Well you'd better get up at 5:40. I'll drive you." So I woke up at 5:40, and again at 5:45, 5:50, 5:55 and finally, for the last time at 6:00.
The train we caught was the Kamome, which is the second fastest train service in Japan, after the Shinkansen (bullet train). It was really nice; plush leather seats and quiet cars with big windows to look out of. Well, at least they were quiet before we came in. LOL NOISY FOREIGNERS HOW RUDE.
On the way over, we caught the sunrise over the ocean. The pictures I took of it are a little weird; they kinda look more like a sunset, but believe me, it's a sunrise. The reason why I set it that way was because if I had taken the photo with a brighter sky, the sun's color would have been totally washed out. And really, the best part of the sunrise was the sun's brilliant orange. However, after the sunrise lost our attention, there was really only a bunch of hot air balloons over a factory (like eight of them, I could only get two in the photo) to distract us for the rest of the two-hour ride.
After getting into Fukuoka, the first thing we did was make our way to Ohashi Machi and find a tattoo parlor we saw online. I was going with four other people, and three of them were going to Fukuoka pretty much just to get a tat. I didn't get one for three reasons; 1) It was expensive 2) I'm pretty sure Rotary would not have appreciated it and 3) I wasn't sure of what I would get. Just getting a tattoo without knowing for sure you want it is pretty dumb. Some would say that it is a pretty taboo thing todoo (do you see what I did there).
Unfortunately, we got there early. Really early. We waited around for almost half an hour until ten, when the place should have opened, but nobody opened up shop. After a while we finally called the guys, and they said to come back at 11, so we went for some food and came back. They told us that they would be able to get all three tattoos done in a row if we returned at 4, but any earlier they would have problems with other appointments coming in. We agreed that this would be a good idea. I happened to see that they had a Futura Labs sticker up on their door, so I asked them where it was before we left, just to make sure I had the right place written on my map, but when they marked down where they thought it was, it was in a completely different town than I had marked. I figured that they would be right because, well, they live in the city, so I followed their directions.
Turns out they were completely wrong. I was right. However, even though we followed their instructions and walked quite a ways out of our way, it wasn't a complete loss because I found the only CitiBank branch in the city, and the only one I've managed to find anywhere. Oh, and uh we saw the Evisu store too, which is alright...I guess...sort of...Evisu sucks
I was really happy to find the CitiBank branch because pretty much it's the closest one to me, and I figured I could get my traveller's cheques changed there, and get some money out of my account. Well, as it turned out, the one day I chose to travel to Fukuoka also happened to be the day that all the banks decided to close their vaults, so no cheque changing. The ATM worked though, which was good...I guess...sort of...
The Evisu store was really just odd. Evisu itself is already just kind of meh (selvedge jeans with no selvedge edge? that pair with the tons of back pockets? the entire Evisu Genes line?) and this store really only had two things that truly interested me: a bunch of stuffed animals including a tiger (most likely fake), an armadillo, and some lizards and more, and a bunch of fishing equipment. There was a golf bag made out of denim there as well as other sports-related clothing, but I guess it didn't really seem all that weird in context with the tons of fishing rods and lures. Also, a fishing jacket made of denim. I would rant about how dumb some of these ideas are, but I'd just start talking a bunch of denim terms and all making me look like either a big douche or a big dumb with too much time to read about, uh, jeans.
After leaving the Evisu store and walking in the general direction of the supposed location of the stores I wanted to visit, we came across an area of town with quite a few stores. Most of them were stocked with American stuff, because the Japanese are in love with American clothes and pop culture, though you wouldn't know it by looking at your average Japanese hipster, because their clothes are absolutely ridiculous, or sometimes, just depressingly bad.
While walking around, we got distracted by a mannequin of Colonel Sanders off in an alleyway. Normally a mannequin of Colonel Sanders wouldn't be all too surprising because they have one in front of every KFC here, but this one was special; he was black. Some store owner must have acquired this guy somehow and decided to paint his skin brown, give him a pink suit and blue eyes. We went into the store that the mannequin was promoting, and inside I learned exactly how to run a successful thrift store in Japan; just buy stuff from H&M, cross out the price and charge three times as much. It seemed to be working out for those guys.
We also happened upon an XLarge store in the area, but that was actually kind of disappointing. There were some cool snakeskin Puma Clydes in there, but pretty much everything else was a button-down shirt. I'm not really a button-down shirt kind of guy, so that wasn't all too exciting for me. They did, however, have some rad plush spray-cans.
In some other store, I found an AMAZING belt. It was a pirate-themed belt complete with treasure chests and parrots, and I would be wearing it right now if it was anything bigger than a size 30. In the same store, I also found some great pins and buttons, which served as a good consolation prize. It was weird though; a bunch of the pins that the store had were centered around Vietnam. Like, every other pin I picked out of the dish was either VIET-VET or VIETNAM GREEN BERET or POW/MIA. No idea what the deal with that was. Maybe the Japanese government is subtly trying to introduce the idea of WE NEVER LOST THAT DANG WAR before they start the high school presentations stating that Vietnam was a "political defeat" not a "military defeat". Boots on the ground. Ah, Memories (horrible ones).
Finally, we got to the Stussy/Futura Labs store. Stussy was alright, but they didn't have any of the great colorways I had seen earlier in Nagasaki. I was there mostly for FL, and damn, did it deliver. First of all, Futura seems to have some sort of obsession going on with track bikes right now (sort of like all NYC/SF hipsters) so the whole store had a bunch of track bikes around the stairway, and tons of shirts with biking themes. All of those things rocked. Also, there was a TV playing some biking races. That was a little less rocking. Much more of a swaying motion from that one. The most rockingest thing in the store though, was a belt. It was blue beyond belief. I took a picture of it, but it doesn't do the color justice. Something about it was just so bold that it jumped out of itself and ate your face off (in a good way). However, it was about 100 USD so uh, yeah I didn't get it. As much as I wanted to get it, I don't think I could live with myself if I impulse-bought a belt if it didn't come with at least a half-way decent buckle, even if the color was amazing. That is too much. That is going too far.
After visiting all these stores, we were running short on time, so we made our way back to Ohashi Machi to get to the tattoo parlor on time. However, it's really not a good idea to go get a tattoo without having eaten (something about going into shock and blood sugar levels and all that) so we hurried to find a place to eat. We eventually found a yakiniku place (korean barbeque) with about half an hour left. We ordered quickly, and inhaled the food when it came to the table. We paid super fast and dashed out the door towards the tattoo parlor. We hurried as fast as we could because we only had about ten minutes to get there, and it was probably about fifteen minutes away by walking. Somehow, we managed to get to the place on time, and everyone got their tattoos. They all turned out well, and everyone was happy with what they got.
Afterwards, we went to look for one last store which was completely out of our way where we were walking before. Of course, finding it on our own was completely impossible because Japanese addresses are totally messed up (I'll explain them once I understand them which will be never). I even tried asking several store owners where I could find the place, but they couldn't figure out where it was, because really the only way you can find a Japanese address is with a huge map of the city, which nobody had. Finally, we found someone who was willing to call up the store (I had the number) and talk to the guy to find out where it was. He even walked us there. What a rad dude.
The store, SDI, was pretty cool. They had a couple of nice Nikes in there, including the Doom Dunks and woodgrain dunks. I was looking for one thing in particular (the Rocksmith Barack Obama shirt) but it turned out they didn't have it. Not too surprising because while searching for the store that would carry it on the internet, I just came across a ton of Japanese I didn't understand, so I just clicked whatever looked right. I guess I should try harder next time. However, the store seemed like a mini version of the type of stores I like back home; they even had copies of Frank 151 magazine. Unfortunately, seeing as it is Japan, they were charging for them so uh, no thanks.
After all this, we finally headed back to the train station to have dinner and get back on the last train to Isahaya. Got back at like 11:30 or so. Full day.
NOTE: That one guy from the previous post with all the weird clothes? Don't worry, he's totally fine; those shorts are Batman-themed. That makes everything okay.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Fukuoka daytrips feel like whole weekends
Made a day trip into Fukuoka yesterday. Started early, ended late. I'll give you guys more of a description later, but right now just hang loose with these pictures. I think some of you will recognize most of the stuff in them, but for those who I know won't, you can still enjoy the Japanese sunrise and black Colonel Sanders.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Oh boy I just came back from having dinner out with the new host dad. We went to one of those sushi places where all the food comes through on a conveyor belt. You know the type; the ones that have like two things of sushi on a small plate moving around and everyone's got a huge pile of plates next to them when they're done eating. Anyway, I never been to one of these places before, even though they have them in the US; I had always heard that they're really expensive, as all US Japanese restaurants are, and that the sushi wasn't even all that good anyway. However, this place was fantastic, and was pretty cheap for Japan. But keep in mind that "cheap for Japan" pretty much means you leave thinking "oh man I didn't have to mortgage my house to pay for this meal. What a deal!"
This is why having Rotarians as host parents is pretty fantastic. Pretty much all of the members of the Rotary club are well-off, and love to show it. As a result, whenever I attend a Rotary function or go to dinner with a Rotarian, they're always all YEAH DUDE MORE FOOD RULES. If, uh, any of that makes any sense.
But that all kind of falls through when it comes to other stuff, for example my cell phone. I should be getting one on Sunday, and it's been a long time coming. At first I thought I could just get one and it would be fine, but I asked my host dad and the Rotary club was all NO DUDE. That was unrad. But then a few weeks later my host dad just says to me out of the blue that I could get one, but I would need to pay for it myself. I guess they must have thought I was demanding them to provide me with a phone or something, which would explain why they wouldn't allow me to get a cell phone in Japan, the land of cell phones.
And the Rotarian's help would be much appreciated with the cell phones here in Japan, because they are absolutely ridiculous. Like batshit insane over-the-moon ridiculous. I was looking at the plan for one of the companies, AU by Kiddi, and their absolute cheapest plan is about $17 bucks a month, and that's only after I get a student discount by lying and saying that I'll use the service for a year. And that fee only means that I can have a phone with connection. All other calls and emails I send with the phone are charged additionally. Rad, right? One of the teachers at the college uses AU and she pays like $60 USD every month and she gets 8 minutes free. I don't know what's more ridiculous about that; the fact that for sixty bucks she doesn't get above ten minutes of talk time, or the fact that they chose such a strange number as eight. They could have gone for five and I would have been like "well hey at least it's a nice, sensible number"
The other option with AU was to get a prepaid phone, but with AU the prepaid phones don't have email, which is huge over here. Email is the texting of Japan, only bigger because it's email. Everyone already uses it, but now you can get it on your phone without having to shell out for a blackberry. Luckily for me, SoftBank's plans are much more generous. It seems like they have a much better idea of what cell phone service should be like, even if they don't know how to come up with a name that makes sense for their line of work. Basically, both their prepay service and price plans both allow email and all that junk, and they have a super-cheap (by Japanese standards) monthly rate that I could actually manage. Also, I think you can pay the monthly bills in convenience stores. I dunno what that's all about, but I guess it makes sense.
But anyway this is all pretty much useless right now seeing as I'm getting it one day after I could really, really use it. I'm gonna be heading up to Fukuoka early tomorrow, and hopefully see some rad rad stores. I got a list of a few places already planned out, but I hope to see some interesting stuff on my own. I can't really research much for stuff seeing as everything is in Japanese and that stuff does not roll with me right now. However, I've been able to find the addresses for the local Supreme, Stussy, and Futura Labs. Should be raaaaaaaaaaad as long as I actually find the places. Japanese addresses are weird. James-O can attest.
Also, I've been warned that Fukuoka is "dangerous", but that was coming from a Japanese person, so that probably means that as soon as we enter the city, we'll be swarmed by a whole pack of cuddly puppies and be given all the ice cream we want. Additionally, rains of candy, streets of gold.
BONUS
Mickey Mouse in city 17
maybe four people who read this thing will get this
everyone else will be all WHAT? WHAT IS A VIDEO GAME DO THEY HAVE VIOLENCE I HEARD TEEVEE SHOWS HATE VIDEO GAMES DOWNFALL OF OUR SOCIETY CORRUPTION OF YOUTH CATCHER IN THE RYE
Monday, November 5, 2007
Hey remember two seconds ago when I said it would be silly if it turned out that I actually had a computer at my new host family? No? Well, look down an inch or two then I guess. Yeah, there it is, last sentence of the pre-link post.
well anyway, it's actually sillier than I could have possibly imagined. Instead of having absolutely no computer, this host family has decided to let me borrow one of the laptops and ran a cable into my room so that I can use the internet in here. It's kind of an old computer and I can type faster than the letters appear on the screen, but at least it's a computer.
Anyway, this new host family is pretty nice. I've only got a host dad and mom in this family though, because all their children have already graduated from school and moved to Tokyo. They do, however, have two dogs. There's a middle-sized, old dog that just sort of wanders around doing nothing, and then there's a tiny little dog that's the most hyper little thing ever. At first it seemed pretty cute all jumping up and running around. I was even fine with it scratching at my door because it wanted to be with me, the new addition to the household. However, the cuteness stopped when he started scratching at my door in the middle of the night, waking me up and keeping me from falling back to sleep. The worst part was that he only really understands Japanese. I had no idea what to say in Japanese to get the dog to finally stop, so I just resorted to saying "Dangiiiiit leeeeeaaaaavveeeeee", and hoped he would catch on and quit.
The change of house also means that I have to take a different bus home now. The bus is called the "Shimabara line" (remember the castle?) which I thought was just a coincidence, but after talking to some of the people on the bus, it turns out that they actually do live near Shimabara, some even on Unzen, the mountain nearby. That's a long way to come for school every day. Like an hour and a half for the bus ride each way. I think. Thankfully for me it's only like ten, fifteen minutes.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
What can you get for $2
HEY HEY
moving houses today
heard the next house doesn't have a computer (which I think is weird because this is Japan. They have so much damn technology stuff everywhere you might as well be living in CYBERLAND)
So, I might not be able to update for a little while, or if I do, not with pictures. However, if it turns out that the family does have a computer, this will all seem very silly.
Anyway. To see me off to the next family, my current family, the Hashimotos, took me out to dinner at a nice restaurant. We ended up having Korean food because I really wanted to have some spicy food. I still find it really odd that they don't have spicy stuff over here. I mean, Americans don't really have much spicy American food but at least we have hot sauce and Mexican (kind of) food. The food was delish and I probably ate too much because I am still pretty full from it (it's about lunch time now, next day).
But that might be because I didn't just eat a lot there, but pretty much the entire day yesterday was centered around food. After Kendo practice, I headed up to the college where they were having their bi-annual $2 festival, where nothing was $2. Seriously. Everything I bought was either around a dollar, or closer to three. I don't even know why they call it a $2 festival, they don't even use dollars over here.
Since I am the "new guy" over here at school, everyone at all the booths were pulling me around being all "EAT OUR FOOD". Each group of students from the same country would make something to sell that was from their country; The Brazillians made some meat pocket things, the Filipinos made some chicken and pineapple thing (DELICIOUS), the Koreans had noodles, the Taiwanese had Bubble Tea, the Mongolians had onion pancakes (better than it sounds) and the Thai made jelly with fruit and corn ( ): ). I had all of those things and I really wish I didn't. But there was no avoiding it because, as I said, everyone was dragging me around shoving food in my face.
But the festival had more than just food, it also had music! College band music, none of which I think was original. First there was a band with a girl singer who couldn't sing in tune and three guitarists with one guitar line. Added bonus; the guitarists couldn't play in time, and neither could the drummer. Then there was another band with a bassist who could barely hold a line, another out of time drummer, a stumbling soloist for the guitar part and yet another singer who couldn't sing. Finally, there was a band that had "Pirates of the Caribbean" for walk-on music and a singer in a cowboy hat (cue "you're doing it wrong" photo) who introduced himself as Jack Sparrow. All the bands reminded me of a lame little brother who wants so desperately to be rad, so they try to copy their older brother in everything they do, but only end up being a walking parody of their idol. Kind of mean, but seriously, they were pretty bad. I think 29 Degrees would have definitely stolen the show if they had performed.
And they would have had better singers too
No joke.
(lol youtubz if you have no idea what I am talking about)
also quick PS
Download Ice Cream by Muscles if you haven't heard it yet
TOO GOOD!