by joostay
There’s a line from the Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time that reads: “I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.” As I sit here in my dimly lit tatami room, I can definite…
Categories: Tokyo Days, Uncategorized
by joostay
The human mind is a wonderful thing. It has put a man on the moon, invented peanut butter and given us Prisoner Cell Block H. What also separates us from the animals is that if I want to draw a picture of a hamster wearing an oversized top hat and…
Categories: Art Music & Culture, Art: stuff I've drawn
by joostay
Any artist who can dream up a painting titled “Skeletons fighting over a pickled herring” gets my vote. It’s like some twisted, traumatic vision I would come up with – yet even more impressive since it came from the mind of a Flemish-Belgian print…
Categories: Art Music & Culture, Uncategorized
by joostay
I like old people. They eat fig rolls, wear funny little shoes and complain about things. They also have a good attitude, one that simply states: I’ve lived long enough and hard enough so if I want to scream in public that’s my prerogative. Piss m…
Categories: Tokyo Days, Uncategorized
by joostay
A few Sundays back I was wandering aimlessly around the skyscraper district in Shinjuku. I had one of those hangovers where you feel like you’re on valium, floating through the day, not quite in your own body. I decided to go to the top of the Met…
Categories: Tokyo Days, Uncategorized
by joostay
I always like the descent into UNIT. Bubbling away three storeys underground, you can hear the beats growing louder and louder with each single step you take down into the darkness. Often cited as one of the best clubs in the world by music-heads,…
Categories: Uncategorized
by joostay
When the Soviets took over Russia during the Revolution of 1917, their goal was to drastically change society. One way they attempted to do this was by changing the calendar to suit themselves. It was a pretty ballsy move – but they weren’t the fi…
Categories: Tokyo Days, Uncategorized
by joostay
I’m not easily spooked. My dad recorded A Nightmare on Elm Street off the TV when I was about ten or eleven, pointed at the video tape and said “don’t watch that.” So I obviously watched it. It’s probably the reason why I like horror movies, dark …
Categories: Bizarre/Unique, Uncategorized
