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Like walking into a bar after an amazing concert experience, to see that the ENTIRE BAND is there!!!
But, let me backtrack a little bit...
Suzie, Kara, Katie and I were running late. After a car, ferry, bus, train, subway, and finally a taxi ride (I would give anything to have flying superpowers!) we staggered into the gig just as the first song was starting. Somehow, we managed to get very close to the front (still not sure how we pulled that off...Katie and Kara were right up against the stage!). For an hour and a half, we became one with the collective mass of bodies swaying with the music. I busted my lip on someone's head, had beer spilled on me and my feet stomped on, yet it was still the most polite mosh pit I've ever experienced.
Knights of Cydonia
Hysteria
Supermassive Black Hole
Map of the Problematique
Sing for Absolution
City of Delusion
Sunburn
Feeling Good
Soldier's Poem
Invincible
Plug In Baby
Time is Running Out
New Born
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Starlight
Stockholm Syndrome
Take a Bow
Stinky, sweaty, and disgusting, we emerged from the show on a high. I was feeling crazy and challenged everyone to a hitchhiking race: Me & Kara vs Suzie and Katie. After running up and down the main road with our thumbs out for half an hour, Kara and I got a ride with an adorable couple who were also at the show. We beat Suzie and Katie to Tenjin, but they got a ride with some interesting folks with orange hair in a blinging car. It's interesting how different our experiences were!
We dined at a nice restaurant that kept the drinks flowing and the food coming. There were a lot of nice conversations fueled by the excitement of the night: Lana and I were talking about how fantasy coexists with our daily lives. Sometime that evening, we fantasized about how cool it would be to run into the band at the bar.
Well, it happened: when we got to the Dark Room, they were there!
So there we were, hanging out with Muse at the bar! I didn't talk to them because I couldn't think of anything to say, except I said to Dom that I enjoyed the show (and smiled at him like an idiot!). Katie kept trying to get them to dance, Kara had a long conversation with Dom (I will envy her for life!), and everyone seemed to agree that Matt (the lead singer) is a normal guy without a big ego. Eventually, they ended up behind the bar, where Suzie took this amazing picture:
After a while the shock wore off and I stopped beating myself up for not talking to them, but feeling their presence in the bar made it so much better! At least 6 glasses were broken, there was lots of snogging, vomiting, and a few other things I can't mention...all in all, a typical night out in Fukuoka, except WITH MUSE!!
How do you follow a night like that?
At the subway station!
At the park!
Shopping!
And later...
Mexican food!
Did I forget to say that it was St. Patrick's Day? At the hundred yen store earlier, we bought props to wear out. I bought a green dog collar, Suzie a magnifying glass, and Katie a glittery shamrock wreath. We wandered into a random bar where we met these crazy guys: one had a guitar and serenaded us with David Bowie and U2, the other was this weird but funny Australian guy who kept telling us how pretty we were and tried to get us to go to another bar with him. We caved and ended up at the Dark Room again. They bought us whiskey shots and green beer, and Kara had a dance with the Aussie guy.
We finished the night at Keith Flack, where we danced to electro and funky house. Suzie has a flock of admirers:
Someone pinch me. Did this weekend really happen?
I hope my lip stays busted for a while so I can savor the memory...
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