Physically drained, mentally vexed and filled with Singapore Slings, we touched down at the Tokyo Narita airport where we met Ricky, our translator. Minutes later we were whisked to Saitama Super Arena for a Loud Park production meeting.
Saturday we hit the block in Harajuku, checked out some stores, ate some wild food and ran into our dudes Daiki and Kengo on the street. Small world...
Sunday we woke up at 6 to make our 7 o'clock lobby call to head to Loud Park. We were sound checking by 9am and drinking shortly after.
Words cannot do the Loud Park experience justice.
If you've ever seen MOTORHEAD...in an arena...in Japan...then you know what I'm talking about...
Fuck this industry. I'm in these streets.