i cant believe im getting hooked on psychedelic trance. its so ah beng and oh so good.
the process of getting ready for a big night out in town.
dinner at 6pm after a day of shopping.
nap from 7pm to 10pm. check.
get up, wash up, ready in 15 minutes.
wait for girl to get ready. 40 mins. its really ok. few more mins of shut eye.
ready to go. we make it 10 metres out the front door.
killer heels no.1 dun fit. should have asked sales assistant for more padding.
false start. head back.
kiler heels no.2 fit well. smile develops.
15 min walk to shibuya downtown. enter dark street on the side walk.
red carpet. literally. get padded down by black dude 3 times my size.
he speaks to me. "konichiwa".
he sounds like beckham.
barely conceal my cackle. phew close call.
inside. party: Tokyo Rave.
damn, trance/psy trance never sounded soooo goood....
fuck hip hop on the 6th floor.
i knock back a few drinks. the girls are hot(ter).
the japs love DJ Ozawa. they chant his name.
girl on the left dances like she's on e.
tokyo rave girls hit the platform.
farang with the belly is drooling all over himself.
trance with DJs Tora/Ozawa on the 5th floor.
psy trance with DJs Hiromu, Kushi on the 4th.
the locals are all decked out in their finest.
hop out for late night udon at 3am.
back for more psy trance till 0445.
light breaks.
i need to find a place just like this back home.

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