This day was both one of the worst days and best days. The criteria for the worst day is as follows:
1. Some of us slept maybe two hours, others couldn't sleep at all, before hustling to a bus station in Shinjuku at five AM.
2. There was no possible way of sleeping on the 8 hour bus to Osaka, generally one of the most uncomfortable things you could possibly imagine. All of our Japanese friends were hilariously calling us "cheapskates" for the rest of the tour.
3. Our stomachs felt like garbage from only eating Seven Eleven rice balls all day at the rest stops on the way to Osaka.
4. When we got to Osaka, we went to the wrong address for the venue, (apparently there are a million places named Bear's in Japan we found out) and had to drop 3,000 yen on a cab to get to the right venue on time.
5. The first two bands that played literally turned off every light in the venue and I couldn't make photos.
6. After the show we again had to hustle back to the bus station for another 8 hour bus that no one could sleep on keeping some of us on hour 48 of no really substantial rest.
7. For the second year in a row we only got to spend a half hour of exploratory time in one of the coolest spots in the world.
The Criteria for the Best Day is as follows:
1. The first two bands although not photographed were incredible. First a noise bassist the generated droney bass only soundscapes, the second was a drummer with alot of his set connected to a series of effect pedals, with a very high level competency on his kit.
2. This may have been Disrotted's best set of the night. They collaborated with Osaka's noise producer Guilty Connector for this set and his noise added an extra perfect layer to Disrotted's already harshness. I wish this guy could have done one more show with Disrotted on this tour, but was happy to be able to experience it the one time.
3. Ferocious X, a crust punk noise band, played and it was a sight to see. Turned up to eleven, attacking the crowd, no pauses, and no retreat. These dudes ruled.
4. Finally, just to be in that tiny basement bar where thousands and thousands of excellent bands have played was amazing enough. Just staring at the wall with all the band signatures of Brutal Truth, the Locust, and so so much more. It was a very awesome day despite all the traveling and not sleeping.
Many thanks to Guilty Connector for his hospitality and I hope to see him play again soon.