Saturday, May 12, 2007
This Blog Needs an Update
Yes folks....this blog indeed needs an update. I would say that I've been super busy with things, which is partly true, but the other part is that I've also been super lazy. =P However, I do have lots of stories to share and exciting things to talk about, like my two sets of spring break visitors, my (now month-old) moped, my performance on Molokai, my trip to Stanford, my new job, and of course...the ever elusive...ever on-going post about my Big Island trip back in January. =P Don't worry, it'll all eventually be up here in very exciting, witty, and entertaining fashion! Keep checking back! :)
Monday, April 2, 2007
The Cherry Blossom Festival Ball
Many months ago I started teaching taiko to the Cherry Blossom Girls as part of the Cherry Blossom Festival and for a performance they would be giving at the opening of the Festival Ball- a black tie affair where the girls would be decked out and the Cherry Blossom Court of 6 would be chosen.
The girls received 10 workshops that were lead by Kelsey, Yoko, myself, and sometimes Sensei- workshops that taught them the basics of playing taiko but were geared heavily toward preparing them for the opening number they would be playing for the festival ball. Kelsey, Yoko, and myself wrote a modified version of a piece called Mikoshi Daiko for the girls and named it "Sakura Mikoshi" in honor of the festival and the girls.
The workshops met on Wednesday evenings...at first just every other Wednesday, and then every Wednesday as the festival ball neared. It was great fun working with the girls and they made quite a bit of progress in those 10 weeks, especially in the last two weeks before their performance. At one point we (and the staff of the ball) were a little concerned about their progress, but they really stepped it up in the end, and like any college student, pulled it all together for the moment it all counted.
Which brings us to the Festival Ball itself.
Held in the Molokai ballroom of the Sheraton Waikiki- the flagship hotel of the numerous Sheratons throughout Waikiki- the event played host to hundreds of guests from around the islands, as well as the mainland, and Japan. The extremely high ceilings adorned with chandeliers coupled with the white tablecloth-laden tables, created a grand atmosphere for the grandest of the Cherry Blossom Festival events.
The stage created for the event was simple, but created a nice backdrop for the girls. Black curtains hung around the stage and along the wings, while contrasting silver branches held strings of silver origami cranes that danced over lights of red, yellow, and blue. A blue Kimono highlighted with a spotlight was laid out high above the stage and just below a large projection screen. There was quite a bit of lighting around the stage which changed colors depending on activity happening on stage and which girl was on stage. Overall, the presentation was quite nice.
That night the girls wore our blue dragon Happi with a pink hachimaki for the event while we wore a special set of costumes created by a famous designer in Hawaii that I have not only never seen before (and didn't know we had) but have only been worn a few times total. The costume was pretty neat looking, with very long MC-Hammer-esque pants and a sleeveless top with the KETE logo in gold in the center. The sides of the top were held together with two pieces of reddish-orange kimono fabric, creating a stark contrast against the black pants and top.
As one would expect, the girls were nervous. I was nervous for them. And if I were in their shoes, I probably would've been hiding in the bathroom. And for good reason.... They had quite an evening lined up ahead of them. Not only did they have to perform an art form they had only 10 practices to learn, but they also had to impress the judges with walks and speeches in Western and Japanese formal wear. All eyes were on them that evening, and to have that much attention on you for 5 hours is really nothing short of (as I would imagine) nerve-racking.
Before the performance, I had all of the girls focus (the same way we would in Stanford Taiko) to help calm everyone's nerves and get everyone in the correct mindset for the performance and the evening ahead. We stood in a circle, eyes closed, holding hands, taking deep breaths. I led the focus, by giving the girls a short, motivational speech about the importance of the evening and the taiko performance, and also how proud myself, Yoko, and Kelsey were of the girls for their progress over the past few weeks and how ready they were for the evening.
And the girls performed wonderfully. All of the worries of the previous weeks just went straight out the window when they went on stage. The girls, as my first taiko teacher Hongo Sensei would say, went for broke- performing with energy and purpose. In fact, I think the girls actually did a better job than KETE that evening. =P For our set, we played Yodan Uchi, a piece from the Oedo Sukeroku Daiko group in Tokyo. And while nothing disastrous happened, three people dropped their sticks during the performance (including myself). The crowd was also a little difficult, and not as responsive as I hoped they would be...which may or may not have been correlated with the fact that we dropped our sticks so many times.
After our performance we changed into nice clothes and watched the event from a table that was right up near the stage. We had to bring our nice clothes with us, and unfortunately the nicest thing I have is a pair of khaki's and a business shirt and tie, so I had my friend Brett (who was visiting me at the time from Arizona...more on that in another post) bring me a suit, shirt, and tie from home. All I had to do was provide the socks and shoes... Yes, that's all I had to do. And I screwed that up. Despite careful planning the night before and remembering to pack my shoes, I actually packed the wrong shoes because they were in little shoe bags. Instead of bringing my black shoes that I wear with slacks, I brought my brown shoes I wear with jeans. So...I was wearing my friend's nice gray suit, black shirt, and white tie with a pair of brown shoes that didn't match in the least bit.
Despite my mismatching shoes, the event was fun to participate in. Complete with a great meal, we also got to see the girls giving speeches and anecdotes about themselves in beautiful western evening wear, and even more beautiful Japanese Kimono. I'm normally not a fan of pageants, but I was particularly fond of this one because I cared about each of the contestants after having the opportunity to get to know them over the past few months. Each person wasn't just a pretty face, but a person that I knew (although not well) and wished the best for.
Unfortunately, knowing the contestants makes the final decisions on who makes the court simultaneously more joyous and painful. I was definitely happy for those who made the court, but also sad for those who didn't. Ultimately, however, the girls gave their best that evening, and as a friend and their teacher, that's really all I could ever ask for. They should definitely be proud of their accomplishments because in my mind, they all already won before the decisions were made.
I'm hoping to keep in contact with the girls after the event, because it's been great getting to know them, I would love to get to know them further. I suppose we'll see what happens...
This post has been a little shy on pictures (in fact...I had none because I forgot my camera), so I hope my elaborate story-telling painted the picture for you. =P
The girls received 10 workshops that were lead by Kelsey, Yoko, myself, and sometimes Sensei- workshops that taught them the basics of playing taiko but were geared heavily toward preparing them for the opening number they would be playing for the festival ball. Kelsey, Yoko, and myself wrote a modified version of a piece called Mikoshi Daiko for the girls and named it "Sakura Mikoshi" in honor of the festival and the girls.
The workshops met on Wednesday evenings...at first just every other Wednesday, and then every Wednesday as the festival ball neared. It was great fun working with the girls and they made quite a bit of progress in those 10 weeks, especially in the last two weeks before their performance. At one point we (and the staff of the ball) were a little concerned about their progress, but they really stepped it up in the end, and like any college student, pulled it all together for the moment it all counted.
Which brings us to the Festival Ball itself.
Held in the Molokai ballroom of the Sheraton Waikiki- the flagship hotel of the numerous Sheratons throughout Waikiki- the event played host to hundreds of guests from around the islands, as well as the mainland, and Japan. The extremely high ceilings adorned with chandeliers coupled with the white tablecloth-laden tables, created a grand atmosphere for the grandest of the Cherry Blossom Festival events.
The stage created for the event was simple, but created a nice backdrop for the girls. Black curtains hung around the stage and along the wings, while contrasting silver branches held strings of silver origami cranes that danced over lights of red, yellow, and blue. A blue Kimono highlighted with a spotlight was laid out high above the stage and just below a large projection screen. There was quite a bit of lighting around the stage which changed colors depending on activity happening on stage and which girl was on stage. Overall, the presentation was quite nice.
That night the girls wore our blue dragon Happi with a pink hachimaki for the event while we wore a special set of costumes created by a famous designer in Hawaii that I have not only never seen before (and didn't know we had) but have only been worn a few times total. The costume was pretty neat looking, with very long MC-Hammer-esque pants and a sleeveless top with the KETE logo in gold in the center. The sides of the top were held together with two pieces of reddish-orange kimono fabric, creating a stark contrast against the black pants and top.
As one would expect, the girls were nervous. I was nervous for them. And if I were in their shoes, I probably would've been hiding in the bathroom. And for good reason.... They had quite an evening lined up ahead of them. Not only did they have to perform an art form they had only 10 practices to learn, but they also had to impress the judges with walks and speeches in Western and Japanese formal wear. All eyes were on them that evening, and to have that much attention on you for 5 hours is really nothing short of (as I would imagine) nerve-racking.
Before the performance, I had all of the girls focus (the same way we would in Stanford Taiko) to help calm everyone's nerves and get everyone in the correct mindset for the performance and the evening ahead. We stood in a circle, eyes closed, holding hands, taking deep breaths. I led the focus, by giving the girls a short, motivational speech about the importance of the evening and the taiko performance, and also how proud myself, Yoko, and Kelsey were of the girls for their progress over the past few weeks and how ready they were for the evening.
And the girls performed wonderfully. All of the worries of the previous weeks just went straight out the window when they went on stage. The girls, as my first taiko teacher Hongo Sensei would say, went for broke- performing with energy and purpose. In fact, I think the girls actually did a better job than KETE that evening. =P For our set, we played Yodan Uchi, a piece from the Oedo Sukeroku Daiko group in Tokyo. And while nothing disastrous happened, three people dropped their sticks during the performance (including myself). The crowd was also a little difficult, and not as responsive as I hoped they would be...which may or may not have been correlated with the fact that we dropped our sticks so many times.
After our performance we changed into nice clothes and watched the event from a table that was right up near the stage. We had to bring our nice clothes with us, and unfortunately the nicest thing I have is a pair of khaki's and a business shirt and tie, so I had my friend Brett (who was visiting me at the time from Arizona...more on that in another post) bring me a suit, shirt, and tie from home. All I had to do was provide the socks and shoes... Yes, that's all I had to do. And I screwed that up. Despite careful planning the night before and remembering to pack my shoes, I actually packed the wrong shoes because they were in little shoe bags. Instead of bringing my black shoes that I wear with slacks, I brought my brown shoes I wear with jeans. So...I was wearing my friend's nice gray suit, black shirt, and white tie with a pair of brown shoes that didn't match in the least bit.
Despite my mismatching shoes, the event was fun to participate in. Complete with a great meal, we also got to see the girls giving speeches and anecdotes about themselves in beautiful western evening wear, and even more beautiful Japanese Kimono. I'm normally not a fan of pageants, but I was particularly fond of this one because I cared about each of the contestants after having the opportunity to get to know them over the past few months. Each person wasn't just a pretty face, but a person that I knew (although not well) and wished the best for.
Unfortunately, knowing the contestants makes the final decisions on who makes the court simultaneously more joyous and painful. I was definitely happy for those who made the court, but also sad for those who didn't. Ultimately, however, the girls gave their best that evening, and as a friend and their teacher, that's really all I could ever ask for. They should definitely be proud of their accomplishments because in my mind, they all already won before the decisions were made.
I'm hoping to keep in contact with the girls after the event, because it's been great getting to know them, I would love to get to know them further. I suppose we'll see what happens...
This post has been a little shy on pictures (in fact...I had none because I forgot my camera), so I hope my elaborate story-telling painted the picture for you. =P
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Da North Shore
Wild, untamed, and vastly unpopulated, the North Shore is truly the picturesque island paradise envisioned by minds seeking a tropical escape. With it's astounding 40-foot waves during the winter, it's also heaven for elite surfers and casual onlookers. Divided from the bustling, urban, hotel and tourist-filled Honolulu by sprawling green mountains, the North Shore is really like being in another world. No Zippy's on every other corner (the Hawaii equivalent of Denny's), no plate lunch places on every street, no mess of hotels and tourists, no bars and late-night eateries, and quite frankly not many roads. However, pineapples, lush greenery, beautiful beaches, and astounding sites are plentiful.
But, my story of the North Shore begins in the most unlikely of places...a place that, if anything, is the antithesis of the North Shore. My story begins in the Ala Moana Shopping Centre between Waikiki and Downtown Honolulu. The massive shopping complex is the biggest (and probably most expensive) shopping center in Hawaii- complete with 3 floors of shopping ranging from Japanese department stores, to Macy's, to Armani and Gucci, and the fast-food of McDonald's to the fine-dining of Alan Wong's "The Pineapple Room". The size of the shopping center is quite massive and the number of Japanese tourists within the shopping center is even more incredible. But...i didn't come here to shop.
Nope, I was there for taiko. And...actually, unless I was wearing a wig, I couldn't be in this performance because it was an all female performance for the Cherry Blossom Festival. I went as a roadie and to watch (something I don't do often enough) the performance with a new friend of mine by the name of Aya, who recently moved to Hawaii with her husband to open up a Tonkatsu (Pork Cutlet) restaurant in Waikiki. I actually met Aya through Kelsey and Kaoru (the one who sold me the fue) because Aya also plays taiko. In fact, Aya played taiko with the same group that Kaoru started playing with in the United States- St. Louis Osuwa Daiko.
It was great getting to watch a performance for once, and it's definitely quite different being the audience. All in all, (despite having to make some last minute changes to accommodate an equally last minute request for a shorter program) the performance went pretty well.
So...from the hustle and bustle of the Ala Moana Shopping Centre, I went slightly north to Aya's apartment, where we would meet the other people going to the North Shore with us, Greg (member of the intermediate TCP classes), Matt (member of the beginning II TCP classes), Cara (member of KETE), Kelsey, and Yoko. Aya's apartment is actually in a high-rise on a hill overlooking downtown and the Waikiki hotels, so the view is pretty incredible. I stood on the balcony for quite awhile taking pictures and admiring the scenery.
And now the real journey begins....but in the rain. What started off as a beautiful sunny day in Honolulu, turned into a monsoon as we headed out of Honolulu and north toward Wahiawa (where the pineapple plantations are) and eventually the North Shore. It was luckily only slightly monsoon-like on the North Shore, but still not the beach-perfect weather I envisioned (especially a downer because I was in my swimsuit).
Oh well...so the weather was kinda rainy, but that didn't stop the North Shore from impressing. First stop was Giovanni's, a shrimp truck (yes you read right...truck) that the North Shore is famous for. In fact, the North Shore is famous for many of these mobile shrimp providers, and especially the deliciousness (and garlickyness) that is the shrimp they serve. We ordered several massive plates (I actually shared a plate because I ate lunch only an hour and a half earlier) of garlicky goodness- each had 12 jumbo shrimp, two scoops of rice, and cloves of garlic everywhere! Despite being full from lunch, it was delicious! And I somehow still managed to eat in the double digits of shrimp.
Next stop, Cholo's, a Mexican restuarant known for their Margaritas. So, we partook in their specialty, each having a pretty exotic Margarita with some chips and salsa as an after lunch/dinner treat. To give you an idea of the Margaritas they had, I had a peach and strawberry margarita, Aya had a pineapple and lilikoi (passionfruit) margarita, and Yoko had a (prepare yourself) li hing mui margarita (li hing mui is a plum powder that Hawaiians basically put on almost anything). Pretty incredible and pretty delicious.
Up until this point, it had been raining pretty much non-stop, not always heavily...but never really stopping. However, after finishing our margaritas, the rain stopped and the clouds were beginning to clear, perfect timing for a most beautiful sunset. We drove to the beach to go watch the sunset, and we stopped at a beautiful and quiet beach well-known as a haven and resting spot for sea turtles. We made our way onto the beach surrounded by trees and coconut trees and were greeted by nothing other than...well..sea turtles!! Three of them...all sleeping on the beach.
So...with our new sea turtle buddies, we watched the sunset from the sandy shore. Actually...none of us actually sat down because we would get all sandy, and actually the sea turtles didn't watch the sunset with us because they were asleep. =P But we did watch the sunset, which was nothing short of beautiful. Glowing orange and casting a faint orange and yellow glow on everything. It was really amazing, and even more amazing to be watching this amazing sunset under the shade of coconut trees next to sea turtles!! Yes indeed, quite amazing.
After watching the sunset..which unfortunately anti-climatically ended behind some clouds, we drove to Waimea beach, home of professional surf competitions and 40 foot waves. The big wave season is (also) unfortunately coming to an end, so the waves at Waimea beach didn't even come close to hinting the greatness that was only a few months before. In fact, the ocean was unbelievably calm! But I could see how the bay itself played host to surf competitions and best surfers in the world. As a looked at the bay from the highway which went above and around the beach under the waning moments of sunlight, I could picture the giant waves and crowds of people watching in amazement and awe at both the power of man and nature.
Waimea Bay is not only famous for it's surf, but also for a giant rock. Okay, okay, that sounds kinda dumb, but it's not just any giant rock, it's a giant rock that you jump off of into the ocean. And while that seems kinda crazy (especially given the height of the rock and how close it is to shore), the water in Waimea Bay gets very deep, very fast. In fact, it drops off like a cliff only a few feet from where the water hits the sand. It's a bit of a daredevil thing to do, and you have to muster up a lot of courage to do it, but I'm definitely all for the challenge.
Unfortunately, however, it was getting pretty late, and I was so full of shrimp that if I did jump in, I probably would've sunk straight to the bottom without the slightest chance of being able to swim back up. So, I never did get to the put the swim trunks that I was wearing all day to use. :\ But, I did see some amazing sights and eat some great food. In a way, it seems almost absurd how much amazing stuff you see out here, but as my Uncle Bob put it (not actually my Uncle by blood, but), "In Hawaii you just see amazing things all the time." And you know what, he's right. You see amazing things all the time. Like the following:
But, my story of the North Shore begins in the most unlikely of places...a place that, if anything, is the antithesis of the North Shore. My story begins in the Ala Moana Shopping Centre between Waikiki and Downtown Honolulu. The massive shopping complex is the biggest (and probably most expensive) shopping center in Hawaii- complete with 3 floors of shopping ranging from Japanese department stores, to Macy's, to Armani and Gucci, and the fast-food of McDonald's to the fine-dining of Alan Wong's "The Pineapple Room". The size of the shopping center is quite massive and the number of Japanese tourists within the shopping center is even more incredible. But...i didn't come here to shop.
The largest mall in Hawaii and home to tourists from around the world, the Ala Moana Shopping Centre
Nope, I was there for taiko. And...actually, unless I was wearing a wig, I couldn't be in this performance because it was an all female performance for the Cherry Blossom Festival. I went as a roadie and to watch (something I don't do often enough) the performance with a new friend of mine by the name of Aya, who recently moved to Hawaii with her husband to open up a Tonkatsu (Pork Cutlet) restaurant in Waikiki. I actually met Aya through Kelsey and Kaoru (the one who sold me the fue) because Aya also plays taiko. In fact, Aya played taiko with the same group that Kaoru started playing with in the United States- St. Louis Osuwa Daiko.
All girls performance. First set of pieces, Oroshi, Shiraume, Matsuri (OSM for short), three pieces that are always played as a set.
It was great getting to watch a performance for once, and it's definitely quite different being the audience. All in all, (despite having to make some last minute changes to accommodate an equally last minute request for a shorter program) the performance went pretty well.
More OSM, a piece of the Oedo Sukeroku Daiko group in Tokyo.
Introduction of Yodan Uchi, another piece from Oedo Sukeroku Daiko that features solos played on both sides of the center drum. Sensei played with their performing group for several years when he lived in Japan.
Yodan actually means "four sides" in Japanese, so all four hitting surfaces are used in the piece.
Kirsten, a member of KETE (Kenny Endo Taiko Ensemble), soloing in the piece. This piece actually involves hitting both drums simultaneously.
Ai-chan (on the right) taking the final solo of the piece. I actually knew Ai-chan from when I was a kid because she played with another group in Hawaii that my LA group was really close with.
This part is called the "Bridge", and as you can see, it's aptly named.
The ending to the piece involves four people jumping around the center drum and changing directions. it's really cool to watch and it's definitely quite scary because it looks like people are always about to crash into each other.
So...from the hustle and bustle of the Ala Moana Shopping Centre, I went slightly north to Aya's apartment, where we would meet the other people going to the North Shore with us, Greg (member of the intermediate TCP classes), Matt (member of the beginning II TCP classes), Cara (member of KETE), Kelsey, and Yoko. Aya's apartment is actually in a high-rise on a hill overlooking downtown and the Waikiki hotels, so the view is pretty incredible. I stood on the balcony for quite awhile taking pictures and admiring the scenery.
Incredible view from Aya's apartment
Views of the Waikiki hotels from Aya's apartment
And now the real journey begins....but in the rain. What started off as a beautiful sunny day in Honolulu, turned into a monsoon as we headed out of Honolulu and north toward Wahiawa (where the pineapple plantations are) and eventually the North Shore. It was luckily only slightly monsoon-like on the North Shore, but still not the beach-perfect weather I envisioned (especially a downer because I was in my swimsuit).
Oh well...so the weather was kinda rainy, but that didn't stop the North Shore from impressing. First stop was Giovanni's, a shrimp truck (yes you read right...truck) that the North Shore is famous for. In fact, the North Shore is famous for many of these mobile shrimp providers, and especially the deliciousness (and garlickyness) that is the shrimp they serve. We ordered several massive plates (I actually shared a plate because I ate lunch only an hour and a half earlier) of garlicky goodness- each had 12 jumbo shrimp, two scoops of rice, and cloves of garlic everywhere! Despite being full from lunch, it was delicious! And I somehow still managed to eat in the double digits of shrimp.
The famous Giovanni's Shrimp Truck. The scribbles all over it are actually the names of people who partook and enjoyed the garlicky goodness
Greg and Aya about to enjoy their shrimp
Me and Cara fighting for a piece of garlic soaked deliciousness
Next stop, Cholo's, a Mexican restuarant known for their Margaritas. So, we partook in their specialty, each having a pretty exotic Margarita with some chips and salsa as an after lunch/dinner treat. To give you an idea of the Margaritas they had, I had a peach and strawberry margarita, Aya had a pineapple and lilikoi (passionfruit) margarita, and Yoko had a (prepare yourself) li hing mui margarita (li hing mui is a plum powder that Hawaiians basically put on almost anything). Pretty incredible and pretty delicious.
Enjoying some Margaritas at Cholos (which to my understanding is the Spanish term for "gangster"[?])
Up until this point, it had been raining pretty much non-stop, not always heavily...but never really stopping. However, after finishing our margaritas, the rain stopped and the clouds were beginning to clear, perfect timing for a most beautiful sunset. We drove to the beach to go watch the sunset, and we stopped at a beautiful and quiet beach well-known as a haven and resting spot for sea turtles. We made our way onto the beach surrounded by trees and coconut trees and were greeted by nothing other than...well..sea turtles!! Three of them...all sleeping on the beach.
Sea Turtles!!
Me, Aya, and Mr. Sea Turtle
This turtle had some kind of tracking device attached to his back. Kind of sad in a way, but I guess its so they can ensure their survival, they are endangered afterall.
Yoko and Kelsey enjoying the beach
A close look at our sleepy friend
So...with our new sea turtle buddies, we watched the sunset from the sandy shore. Actually...none of us actually sat down because we would get all sandy, and actually the sea turtles didn't watch the sunset with us because they were asleep. =P But we did watch the sunset, which was nothing short of beautiful. Glowing orange and casting a faint orange and yellow glow on everything. It was really amazing, and even more amazing to be watching this amazing sunset under the shade of coconut trees next to sea turtles!! Yes indeed, quite amazing.
Incredible sunset
I don't think words are necessary for this one.
Orange and yellow glows on everything.
beautiful colors from the beautiful sunset
Yup...
Paradise indeed.
From left to right: Kelsey, Matt, Yoko, Aya, Me, Greg, sunset, and of course...the sea turtle. By the way, it's a federal offense to touch a sea turtle so we couldn't take any pictures riding the turtle. =P
After watching the sunset..which unfortunately anti-climatically ended behind some clouds, we drove to Waimea beach, home of professional surf competitions and 40 foot waves. The big wave season is (also) unfortunately coming to an end, so the waves at Waimea beach didn't even come close to hinting the greatness that was only a few months before. In fact, the ocean was unbelievably calm! But I could see how the bay itself played host to surf competitions and best surfers in the world. As a looked at the bay from the highway which went above and around the beach under the waning moments of sunlight, I could picture the giant waves and crowds of people watching in amazement and awe at both the power of man and nature.
Waimea Bay is not only famous for it's surf, but also for a giant rock. Okay, okay, that sounds kinda dumb, but it's not just any giant rock, it's a giant rock that you jump off of into the ocean. And while that seems kinda crazy (especially given the height of the rock and how close it is to shore), the water in Waimea Bay gets very deep, very fast. In fact, it drops off like a cliff only a few feet from where the water hits the sand. It's a bit of a daredevil thing to do, and you have to muster up a lot of courage to do it, but I'm definitely all for the challenge.
I didn't take this picture, but this is THE rock at Waimea Bay
Unfortunately, however, it was getting pretty late, and I was so full of shrimp that if I did jump in, I probably would've sunk straight to the bottom without the slightest chance of being able to swim back up. So, I never did get to the put the swim trunks that I was wearing all day to use. :\ But, I did see some amazing sights and eat some great food. In a way, it seems almost absurd how much amazing stuff you see out here, but as my Uncle Bob put it (not actually my Uncle by blood, but), "In Hawaii you just see amazing things all the time." And you know what, he's right. You see amazing things all the time. Like the following:
I saved the best for last, this is my favorite...the money shot. Simply amazing
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Officially a member of KETE
This is gonna be a reeeeeally short post, but I just wanted to announce that I am now officially a member of the Kenny Endo Taiko Ensemble!! You have to be invited to be a part of Sensei's performing group by Sensei himself, and he'll only ask you if he thinks you're a capable player. Anyway, last week Sensei invited myself, Kelsey, and Yoko to become official members of his performing ensemble, an invitation we gladly accepted. So now I'm officially a part of Sensei's group! Quite an honor! Looks like my taiko career is off to a good start!
Thursday, March 8, 2007
HLC 2
So not long after my first visitor (in fact, the day my first visitor left), I had my second visitor to Hawaii...also from Japan, and also from the ALC program.
So Chika left on Monday last week, and my friend Yujiro arrived on...well...Monday. So, HLC 2 began right where HLC 1 ended, but this time with more participants because Yujiro was here with his college ceramics club. Unfortunately, I didn't have as much time to spend with my HLC participants because I had to go to work during the week and Yujiro left on Friday morning (5 am in the morning). But we did get together twice, once on Monday evening and again on Thursday, which I actually have off every week. I was able to go meet him down in Waikiki that afternoon and spend some time at the beach and along paradise.
Waikiki is only a 30 minute walk from my house, and an even shorter drive (about 10 minutes). It's really a whole different world down there. For one, there are a lot of Japanese...A LOT of Japanese in Waikiki. So much so that there are signs everywhere in Japanese, Japanese ads, and every person that works in every store speaks Japanese. It almost feels like being in Japan...except the pace of life is a lot slower and it's not quite as crowded (by Japanese standards). Waikiki is filled with vacationers, honeymooners, and fun-seekers, so the area has nothing but things aimed toward tourism and the people staying at the huge number of hotels along Waikiki beach. So, in way, it feels kinda like Las Vegas...but a tame (and much cleaner) Las Vegas. There are plenty of bars and clubs in the area, and all of the stores from DFS to Gucci, to Prada, and Armani are present in full force to get the tourists (mainly the Japanese ones) to spend their money. Something is going on basically every night because everyone there is on vacation, and as you'd expect in a tourist-filled area, prices are high and often unreasonable compared to other places on the island. Waikiki isn't really a place for "locals" to go, as you can probably imagine- just like the Strip in Las Vegas isn't exactly where Las Vegasians(?) go all the time either (I actually found that out from a friend who grew up in Vegas).
But...given my in-between status of a local (because I live here) and a non-local (because I grew up on the mainland), I hung out in Waikiki with Yujiro. While there are better beaches and more beautiful places in Hawaii, to say that Waikiki isn't beautiful and isn't itself paradise is a far cry from the truth. Being that Waikiki is on the "low" end of the beach tier in Hawaii really just goes to show you how high the bar is set over here and how many awesome beaches they have. So, on my Thursday visit to Waikiki, I met Yujiro on the Japanese-tourist-filled Waikiki Beach and then went to Dukes, a bar and grill along Waikiki Beach, for lunch.
It was great to relax in the semi-outdoor restaurant (it's covered but 3 sides of the restaurant don't have any walls) and sip on a nice (but pretty pricey) tropical drink. I really could feel a much slower pace of life as I sat there, and although I live here, it felt like I was on vacation. And while I sat there talking story with Yujiro, drinking my tropical goodness, and nibbling at a tuna melt sandwich, it suddenly hit me....I live in Hawaii. This is Hawaii. I live next to a vacation. And I began to realize how awesome that is- a 30 minute walk to a vacation. ...I'm not sure how much better it gets than that.
But of course (and not to make you jealous) it does get better than Waikiki, and Hawaii has some pretty amazing things to see here. In fact, amazing things to see are quite the norm here, which in itself is pretty incredible. But to find out what those amazing things are, I'll have to leave you hanging until my next post. For now, I'll give you a hint...the North Shore.
P.S. Thank you to all of my HLC participants! It was awesome hanging out with you! I hope I get to see you again (either in Hawaii or in your own home country). For all you other prospective HLC participants, it's not too late to join. We have a rolling admission policy. =P
So Chika left on Monday last week, and my friend Yujiro arrived on...well...Monday. So, HLC 2 began right where HLC 1 ended, but this time with more participants because Yujiro was here with his college ceramics club. Unfortunately, I didn't have as much time to spend with my HLC participants because I had to go to work during the week and Yujiro left on Friday morning (5 am in the morning). But we did get together twice, once on Monday evening and again on Thursday, which I actually have off every week. I was able to go meet him down in Waikiki that afternoon and spend some time at the beach and along paradise.
me and Yujiro in Waikiki
Waikiki is only a 30 minute walk from my house, and an even shorter drive (about 10 minutes). It's really a whole different world down there. For one, there are a lot of Japanese...A LOT of Japanese in Waikiki. So much so that there are signs everywhere in Japanese, Japanese ads, and every person that works in every store speaks Japanese. It almost feels like being in Japan...except the pace of life is a lot slower and it's not quite as crowded (by Japanese standards). Waikiki is filled with vacationers, honeymooners, and fun-seekers, so the area has nothing but things aimed toward tourism and the people staying at the huge number of hotels along Waikiki beach. So, in way, it feels kinda like Las Vegas...but a tame (and much cleaner) Las Vegas. There are plenty of bars and clubs in the area, and all of the stores from DFS to Gucci, to Prada, and Armani are present in full force to get the tourists (mainly the Japanese ones) to spend their money. Something is going on basically every night because everyone there is on vacation, and as you'd expect in a tourist-filled area, prices are high and often unreasonable compared to other places on the island. Waikiki isn't really a place for "locals" to go, as you can probably imagine- just like the Strip in Las Vegas isn't exactly where Las Vegasians(?) go all the time either (I actually found that out from a friend who grew up in Vegas).
Yujiro's friend trying to look like a tourist...I think he succeeded quite well
But...given my in-between status of a local (because I live here) and a non-local (because I grew up on the mainland), I hung out in Waikiki with Yujiro. While there are better beaches and more beautiful places in Hawaii, to say that Waikiki isn't beautiful and isn't itself paradise is a far cry from the truth. Being that Waikiki is on the "low" end of the beach tier in Hawaii really just goes to show you how high the bar is set over here and how many awesome beaches they have. So, on my Thursday visit to Waikiki, I met Yujiro on the Japanese-tourist-filled Waikiki Beach and then went to Dukes, a bar and grill along Waikiki Beach, for lunch.
Relaxing at Duke's
I think Yujiro's enjoying paradise
It was great to relax in the semi-outdoor restaurant (it's covered but 3 sides of the restaurant don't have any walls) and sip on a nice (but pretty pricey) tropical drink. I really could feel a much slower pace of life as I sat there, and although I live here, it felt like I was on vacation. And while I sat there talking story with Yujiro, drinking my tropical goodness, and nibbling at a tuna melt sandwich, it suddenly hit me....I live in Hawaii. This is Hawaii. I live next to a vacation. And I began to realize how awesome that is- a 30 minute walk to a vacation. ...I'm not sure how much better it gets than that.
You could be drinking one of these too
Yujiro looking pretty pimp with my sunglasses and tropical drink in hand
But of course (and not to make you jealous) it does get better than Waikiki, and Hawaii has some pretty amazing things to see here. In fact, amazing things to see are quite the norm here, which in itself is pretty incredible. But to find out what those amazing things are, I'll have to leave you hanging until my next post. For now, I'll give you a hint...the North Shore.
P.S. Thank you to all of my HLC participants! It was awesome hanging out with you! I hope I get to see you again (either in Hawaii or in your own home country). For all you other prospective HLC participants, it's not too late to join. We have a rolling admission policy. =P
Sunday, March 4, 2007
My First Visitor
So, I had my very first visitor about a week ago!! And...she's not from the US...but from Japan!!! Yes folks, my first visitor was someone from a different country entirely! So in the spirit of the program I worked on this summer (American Language and Culture...or ALC for short) and met her in, I decided to dub her visit part of the HLC (Hawaiian Language and Culture) program. =P
Next leg of the trip, a nice drive up the Eastern shore of Oahu, passing more beaches, rocky cliffs, and...underwater caves! Yes folks, underwater caves. Of course...because the caves are underwater...you can't actually see them, but...the underwater caves on the rocky shore do have something exciting which I'll explain. The waves the pound the rocks on the side of the island gradually make underwater caves that keep eroding inside the rock from the force of water being pushed through them, until eventually the force makes a hole on the top of the rock. The result, is a geyser that juts out streams of water whenever a substantial wave hits the shore and forces water into the cave and out of the hole above. Its a neat site to see and was definitely attracting quite a few tourists at the spot we were at.
The destination of our scenic drive was Kailua, a small town (all towns outside of Honolulu are small) that is home to the awesome breakfast place known as Boots and Kimo's. But, it was closed. Closed despite the sign outside the door saying, "Open till 2:30 pm." "We closed early for equipment maintenance," said the guy who was moving the waiting benches inside and cleaning up the tables when I asked him why they were closed. The worst part was that they were closing early for just THAT day. They were open till 2:30 the next day and even the following Saturday.
Although we didn't get to have the much-hyped macadamia nut, banana pancakes with coconut syrup (just writing that makes me hungry), I wasn't gonna let that ruin our empty-stomachs. So, we drove across Pali Highway through the jungle-filled mountains (also scenic) back into Honolulu and went to a great and famous Ramen shop called Gomaichi. This ramen store specializes in Tan Tan Mien, which is a soup base made with Japanese sesame seeds. My friends enjoyed the salty goodness, which we followed up with a trip to Cold Stone Creamery across the street. :)
It was definitely great to see an old friend from Japan, and even nicer to know that the friends I made during the ALC program are really life-long friends that I'll continue to be in contact with and get together with when I'm eventually living in Japan. For all you mainland folks, you could be in these pictures on a beautiful beach somewhere making all of your friends jealous too. Make your reservations and apply to HLC today!
Me and Chika at the Sheraton Princess Kaiulani (where she was staying)
As I mentioned above, I met my friend (her name is Chika) in the ALC program mentioned above. The ALC program is a culture and language exchange program that takes place on Stanford campus as part of the VIA (Volunteers in Asia) organization . Over 70 students from Taiwan and Japan are invited to participate in each ALC session (there are 2 sessions) for the month of August, where they live in the Stanford dorms, take English classes on Stanford campus, and go on field trips and participate in other events planned by the 8 Stanford hosts. I could go on and on about how awesome this program is, but that's an aside that isn't completely related to my topic- my visitor.
I gave the above aside to give you an idea of what I wanted to try and do for "HLC" during my friend's visit. Basically, I wanted to show my friend a good time in Hawaii minus the English classes (not to say that English classes aren't a good time). I was able to borrow a car for the weekend from a very generous friend, and thus was able to show Chika and her friend, Niyou, a tour of an island that I didn't really know myself. =P Not having a way to really get around ever since arriving here meant that I didn't really know what was in Hawaii other than the supermarket across the street from my house and the chapel where we practice in at Kapiolani Community College...neither of which make for a very exciting tour. Additionally, the only places I've been to outside of these places are the office I work at and various schools around the island- which also don't constitute an interesting tour.
So...after consulting my tourist guide to Hawaii, Google Maps, and the knowledge of my Hawaiian friends at Stanford, i was able to determine a suitable tour to the beautiful Hanauma Bay followed by lunch at Boots and Kimo's (strange name, I know), a great brunch place known for their Macadamia Nut, Banana Pancakes with Coconut Syrup. Mmmmmmm...
So at 9:30 am, I picked my friends up from their hotel and gave them each a lei to officially welcome them to the Aloha state. We then proceeded toward Hanauma Bay, a bay (duh) on the east side of the island that is a famous spot for snorkeling and seeing all manner of tropical fish. The bay was beautiful, with crystal clear water and a nice walk down from the cliffs above to the sandy (but also tourist-filled) beach below. We unfortunately didn't have a whole lot of time to spend there, so we didn't rent snorkel gear and instead watched fish from the shore (which was vaguely successful) and skipped rocks in the ocean. Overall a good time.
Beautiful Hanauma Bay
Yep...
Like I said, lots of tourists
Chika with her friend Niyou...who is wearing MY sunglasses. =P
Chika posing with the rock she is about to attempt to skip
In the motion of skipping a rock
Not sure why I look so angry in this picture
Ah...
and "ah..." again
Next leg of the trip, a nice drive up the Eastern shore of Oahu, passing more beaches, rocky cliffs, and...underwater caves! Yes folks, underwater caves. Of course...because the caves are underwater...you can't actually see them, but...the underwater caves on the rocky shore do have something exciting which I'll explain. The waves the pound the rocks on the side of the island gradually make underwater caves that keep eroding inside the rock from the force of water being pushed through them, until eventually the force makes a hole on the top of the rock. The result, is a geyser that juts out streams of water whenever a substantial wave hits the shore and forces water into the cave and out of the hole above. Its a neat site to see and was definitely attracting quite a few tourists at the spot we were at.
It's like Old Faithful...just not quite as faithful
The destination of our scenic drive was Kailua, a small town (all towns outside of Honolulu are small) that is home to the awesome breakfast place known as Boots and Kimo's. But, it was closed. Closed despite the sign outside the door saying, "Open till 2:30 pm." "We closed early for equipment maintenance," said the guy who was moving the waiting benches inside and cleaning up the tables when I asked him why they were closed. The worst part was that they were closing early for just THAT day. They were open till 2:30 the next day and even the following Saturday.
Although we didn't get to have the much-hyped macadamia nut, banana pancakes with coconut syrup (just writing that makes me hungry), I wasn't gonna let that ruin our empty-stomachs. So, we drove across Pali Highway through the jungle-filled mountains (also scenic) back into Honolulu and went to a great and famous Ramen shop called Gomaichi. This ramen store specializes in Tan Tan Mien, which is a soup base made with Japanese sesame seeds. My friends enjoyed the salty goodness, which we followed up with a trip to Cold Stone Creamery across the street. :)
Mmmm...Ramen
It was definitely great to see an old friend from Japan, and even nicer to know that the friends I made during the ALC program are really life-long friends that I'll continue to be in contact with and get together with when I'm eventually living in Japan. For all you mainland folks, you could be in these pictures on a beautiful beach somewhere making all of your friends jealous too. Make your reservations and apply to HLC today!
This could be you in this picture
Friday, March 2, 2007
A Brief Post But...
So I realized that I've been pretty lazy about posting updates lately, and that's not to say that nothing exciting has been happening in the past two weeks...in fact, I've had quite a few exciting things happen, and I've been so busy with these other things that I just haven't had a chance to post any updates about them.
So, just to give you a preview of things to come we have (pretend this in the movie trailer voice) a trip to the beautiful Hanauma Bay, Adam's first visitors, a trip to the North Shore filled with sea turtle sightings and garlic shrimp, and... the much-anticipated, long-awaited Big Island tour. Of course these stories will be accompanied by more pictures and plenty of witty and hilarious commentary for your enjoyment. =P
Stay tuned folks...
So, just to give you a preview of things to come we have (pretend this in the movie trailer voice) a trip to the beautiful Hanauma Bay, Adam's first visitors, a trip to the North Shore filled with sea turtle sightings and garlic shrimp, and... the much-anticipated, long-awaited Big Island tour. Of course these stories will be accompanied by more pictures and plenty of witty and hilarious commentary for your enjoyment. =P
Stay tuned folks...
Friday, February 16, 2007
Working Woes
Ah...work. Making money to spend it on other goods and services to fuel the economy- The ultimate goal of every responsible person in modern society. It is the culmination of years and money spent on pre-education, education, higher education, and everything in-between. It is the crowning achievement of our work through the days of our youth, and it is what the majority of our lives will be spent doing. Ah...work.
...but if my current job is the culmination of my Stanford years and my $180,000 education, then shoot me now. Unfortunately, because I'm just starting my taiko career...it's not quite off the ground yet. In fact...it's far from that. I'm not really getting paid yet for what I do, so I actually have to have a "real" job on the side to support myself until taiko can be my means of living. And that real job is quite a source of anxiety in my life.
I'm currently working at a law office in downtown Honolulu, and I thank Yoko (not sarcastically) for getting me this job (she works there too). The three lawyers that work in the office are all young and (for the most part) friendly, and the work itself isn't hard...it's just mundane. It's boring. It's repetitive. It's tedious. There are lot of things I have to remember (and I'm always forgetting) with every task I'm given. Copies need to be made and then initialed by the lawyers, and then copied again for filing. But only certain copies get the stamp that says, "file copy", and not all files get hole-punched to be filed away. Some copies get sent out and some copies get scanned and emailed. And for all the copies I make, I need to put in the times at which I made the copies for record-keeping. But when I stamp, email, send, fax, or file the wrong copy, I ruin the whole system. I'm sure you're having a ball just reading about all of these copies.
Work does consist of a lot of copying, but I also answer the phone and deal with crazy people (I work for divorce lawyers) that have such messed up problems that they really ought to be looking into the services of someone other than a lawyer. Ah yes...work.
So...in word, work kinda...sucks. But it is paying the bills, and to be honest, it has given me such an increased appreciation for taiko and for the pursuit of my non-conventional, currently-non-paying job. Perhaps some people like filing, making copies, and dealing with crazy people, but it's not for me- enlightening me more to how important it is to find a job you love. Do something you love, because having a job you truly enjoy makes for an enjoyable life. Work is, afterall, what we do for most of our adult lives. Why spend most of your life doing something you don't enjoy?
...but if my current job is the culmination of my Stanford years and my $180,000 education, then shoot me now. Unfortunately, because I'm just starting my taiko career...it's not quite off the ground yet. In fact...it's far from that. I'm not really getting paid yet for what I do, so I actually have to have a "real" job on the side to support myself until taiko can be my means of living. And that real job is quite a source of anxiety in my life.
I'm currently working at a law office in downtown Honolulu, and I thank Yoko (not sarcastically) for getting me this job (she works there too). The three lawyers that work in the office are all young and (for the most part) friendly, and the work itself isn't hard...it's just mundane. It's boring. It's repetitive. It's tedious. There are lot of things I have to remember (and I'm always forgetting) with every task I'm given. Copies need to be made and then initialed by the lawyers, and then copied again for filing. But only certain copies get the stamp that says, "file copy", and not all files get hole-punched to be filed away. Some copies get sent out and some copies get scanned and emailed. And for all the copies I make, I need to put in the times at which I made the copies for record-keeping. But when I stamp, email, send, fax, or file the wrong copy, I ruin the whole system. I'm sure you're having a ball just reading about all of these copies.
Work does consist of a lot of copying, but I also answer the phone and deal with crazy people (I work for divorce lawyers) that have such messed up problems that they really ought to be looking into the services of someone other than a lawyer. Ah yes...work.
So...in word, work kinda...sucks. But it is paying the bills, and to be honest, it has given me such an increased appreciation for taiko and for the pursuit of my non-conventional, currently-non-paying job. Perhaps some people like filing, making copies, and dealing with crazy people, but it's not for me- enlightening me more to how important it is to find a job you love. Do something you love, because having a job you truly enjoy makes for an enjoyable life. Work is, afterall, what we do for most of our adult lives. Why spend most of your life doing something you don't enjoy?
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Impulse Buy
So in my last post, I mentioned a workshop with the principle fue player of Kodo, Kaoru Watanabe. Now, I mentioned him, my workshop with him, and my interest in buying a fue. However, what I failed to mention was that he was also selling fue from a very good fue maker in Japan...
Now before I go any further, I know that you may be asking yourself, "What is a fue?" And that's a good question. A fue, is a Japanese bamboo flute, which is actually known as a shinobue (I believe "fue" is an abbreviation). The shinobue comes in a variety of sizes, each with a number on it. The higher the number, the higher the pitch. The most commonly used shinobues with taiko are sizes 6 and 8. The 8 happens to be in a C major scale, while the 6 is a whole step below that. Each number is actually a half step difference between the shinobue's with the next incremental and decremental numbers. Now, I may sound like I know what I'm talking about with all of this music talk, but I honestly don't really know much about notes, scales, and all that jazz. (no pun intended)
So...back to my story. Because I wanted to learn how to play the shinobue, or fue, I was completely set on purchasing one from Kaoru. However, the fue he had for sale were not cheap. The cheapest was $140, and they went up pretty high in price. Now, most fue that you find in Japan range between $50 and $100, so the "cheap" fue that Kaoru had were still great instruments. But of course, I wanted better. I was actually originally set on purchasing the $140 fue, but after hearing the difference between the $140 fue and the next level up, it was hard to justify the purchase of the cheaper fue. Additionally, I wanted to have a really good fue so that I wouldn't have to buy one in the future. I wanted one good one that would last me (hopefully) forever.
So, I went for the gusto.
After a lot of talking, trying out the different fue, and blowing the only two notes I could make into every size 6 fue he had, I subtracted $300 from my checking account, and I now have a very expensive piece of bamboo with holes in it sitting on my bed. =P Impulse buy indeed.
Now I really have NO excuse not to learn how to play the fue. I have a really nice one, and I also have a limping bank account. Indeed, it's time to practice.
Note: For those of you who I informed of my possible visit to Stanford for the Kenny Endo concert on the last weekend of February, that won't be happening now because the money that would've been used for the flight ($300) went to the purchase of this instrument instead. Sorry about that. And no, I did not choose a piece of bamboo over you. =P
Now before I go any further, I know that you may be asking yourself, "What is a fue?" And that's a good question. A fue, is a Japanese bamboo flute, which is actually known as a shinobue (I believe "fue" is an abbreviation). The shinobue comes in a variety of sizes, each with a number on it. The higher the number, the higher the pitch. The most commonly used shinobues with taiko are sizes 6 and 8. The 8 happens to be in a C major scale, while the 6 is a whole step below that. Each number is actually a half step difference between the shinobue's with the next incremental and decremental numbers. Now, I may sound like I know what I'm talking about with all of this music talk, but I honestly don't really know much about notes, scales, and all that jazz. (no pun intended)
So...back to my story. Because I wanted to learn how to play the shinobue, or fue, I was completely set on purchasing one from Kaoru. However, the fue he had for sale were not cheap. The cheapest was $140, and they went up pretty high in price. Now, most fue that you find in Japan range between $50 and $100, so the "cheap" fue that Kaoru had were still great instruments. But of course, I wanted better. I was actually originally set on purchasing the $140 fue, but after hearing the difference between the $140 fue and the next level up, it was hard to justify the purchase of the cheaper fue. Additionally, I wanted to have a really good fue so that I wouldn't have to buy one in the future. I wanted one good one that would last me (hopefully) forever.
So, I went for the gusto.
After a lot of talking, trying out the different fue, and blowing the only two notes I could make into every size 6 fue he had, I subtracted $300 from my checking account, and I now have a very expensive piece of bamboo with holes in it sitting on my bed. =P Impulse buy indeed.
Now I really have NO excuse not to learn how to play the fue. I have a really nice one, and I also have a limping bank account. Indeed, it's time to practice.
Note: For those of you who I informed of my possible visit to Stanford for the Kenny Endo concert on the last weekend of February, that won't be happening now because the money that would've been used for the flight ($300) went to the purchase of this instrument instead. Sorry about that. And no, I did not choose a piece of bamboo over you. =P
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Big Island Tour Update Coming Soon
So it's been awhile since my last post, and that is largely because I wasn't around for 5 days. In fact, I was quite far from any sort of internet access because I was on the Big Island of Hawaii (which is named, Hawaii). I was there not for vacation, but for a 5-day performance tour, which had a whooping 9 performances and 4 workshops on two sides of the island packed into a very short time. It was tiring, but fun at the same. I started writing my epic post describing my tour, and I reeeeally wanted to have that posted before any other post to keep things in Chronological order, but I realized that the amount of time it's going to take me to finish that post would just mean that you guys won't have anything to read for quite awhile. =P So, I caved in, and decided that I'll have smaller postings while I work on the big one, and just put that up when it's done.
So, things are getting busier over here. And it's actually not for taiko (unfortunately), it's with work. Yes, I finally have a real job of sorts, and I just started three days ago. I'm working at a law office, and it's in fact the same place that Yoko works at. I work part time (just three days a week on Monday, Tuesday, Thursday), and I honestly I couldn't take much more than that. My work consists of such enjoyable pleasures as filing, answering phone calls, making copies, shredding documents, and mailing documents. Joy. The saddest part is that I began contemplating to myself on the FIRST day how much of this sort of work I could stand before just totally losing it. Honestly, after having experienced this great taiko lifestyle for the past month (where I had no real job, and thus also no real income =P ) it's harder to entire the "normal" world. Especially doing this kind of work.
Despite the work being...well...(to put it bluntly) not fun, the three lawyers in the office (my bosses) are all really cool. They're all pretty young (probably in their mid thirties), and they're also really chill. They're relaxed about work, and even about showing up to work. They're very accommodating to my crazy taiko schedule and all of the performances I have, which is a real plus. They also buy me lunch sometimes too! =P
As far as taiko things are concerned. Taiko has actually been quite relaxed this week. We have two performances on the weekend (one being for the Pro Bowl), and Sensei has a concert on Friday with guests from Japan. I'll be helping out with the concert, which promises to be pretty awesome. It's being held at a small venue called the rRed Elephant (yes it has two r's in it), which seats about 150 people or so.
I actually had a fue (bamboo flute) workshop with one of the artists who will be playing in the concert on Friday, Kaoru Watanabe. Now, if you know me, I can't play a flute of any kind to save my life. However, I really want to learn, and since he was offering lessons for any skill level, I thought I'd give it a shot. So, I had my first lesson, and I was actually able to make sounds out of the instrument (definitely better than any of my previous attempts).
I had to sit seiza (the uncomfortable way of sitting where your knees are touching the floor and the lower part of your legs are under your thighs) during the whole lesson, and my legs not only fell asleep, but actually lost motor control and all nerve sensations because they had absolutely no blood in them. =P In fact, I could not physically move my left foot for several minutes after the lesson.
I learned that there are a lot of nuances to playing the fue in my lesson (including how to sit seiza for a long time), and although I'm terrible at it, and I've never done it before, I'm excited to learn and try it. In fact, I'll be purchasing a fue from Kaoru (a very nice one) so that I can practice on my own and really get proficient with the instrument. It's a way of putting myself in a position where I'm certainly not the strongest, and I'm willingly embracing that challenge- a challenge that will make me a better taiko player and a better musician.
So, things are getting busier over here. And it's actually not for taiko (unfortunately), it's with work. Yes, I finally have a real job of sorts, and I just started three days ago. I'm working at a law office, and it's in fact the same place that Yoko works at. I work part time (just three days a week on Monday, Tuesday, Thursday), and I honestly I couldn't take much more than that. My work consists of such enjoyable pleasures as filing, answering phone calls, making copies, shredding documents, and mailing documents. Joy. The saddest part is that I began contemplating to myself on the FIRST day how much of this sort of work I could stand before just totally losing it. Honestly, after having experienced this great taiko lifestyle for the past month (where I had no real job, and thus also no real income =P ) it's harder to entire the "normal" world. Especially doing this kind of work.
Despite the work being...well...(to put it bluntly) not fun, the three lawyers in the office (my bosses) are all really cool. They're all pretty young (probably in their mid thirties), and they're also really chill. They're relaxed about work, and even about showing up to work. They're very accommodating to my crazy taiko schedule and all of the performances I have, which is a real plus. They also buy me lunch sometimes too! =P
As far as taiko things are concerned. Taiko has actually been quite relaxed this week. We have two performances on the weekend (one being for the Pro Bowl), and Sensei has a concert on Friday with guests from Japan. I'll be helping out with the concert, which promises to be pretty awesome. It's being held at a small venue called the rRed Elephant (yes it has two r's in it), which seats about 150 people or so.
Flyer I designed for the concert
I actually had a fue (bamboo flute) workshop with one of the artists who will be playing in the concert on Friday, Kaoru Watanabe. Now, if you know me, I can't play a flute of any kind to save my life. However, I really want to learn, and since he was offering lessons for any skill level, I thought I'd give it a shot. So, I had my first lesson, and I was actually able to make sounds out of the instrument (definitely better than any of my previous attempts).
I had to sit seiza (the uncomfortable way of sitting where your knees are touching the floor and the lower part of your legs are under your thighs) during the whole lesson, and my legs not only fell asleep, but actually lost motor control and all nerve sensations because they had absolutely no blood in them. =P In fact, I could not physically move my left foot for several minutes after the lesson.
I learned that there are a lot of nuances to playing the fue in my lesson (including how to sit seiza for a long time), and although I'm terrible at it, and I've never done it before, I'm excited to learn and try it. In fact, I'll be purchasing a fue from Kaoru (a very nice one) so that I can practice on my own and really get proficient with the instrument. It's a way of putting myself in a position where I'm certainly not the strongest, and I'm willingly embracing that challenge- a challenge that will make me a better taiko player and a better musician.
Friday, January 26, 2007
And...Something that WON'T Make you Jealous
Note to self...remember to always clean out the rice cooker of all the leftover rice after each meal.
So not everything is perfect in paradise, and here's one. In order to get all of those lovely palm trees and lush green mountains everywhere, there has to be a lot of rain here. And it rains quite often in Hawaii. And of course, lots of rain means lots of humidity. Lots of humidity means more moisture for fun little buddies like mold, mildew, etc, etc. (you may see where this is going).
So we forgot to empty out the rice cooker after one meal, and before dinner the other day, we decided to make some rice. Yoko put me in charge of making the rice, so like any other person would do, the first thing I did was open the rice cooker...
..big problem...
Instead of being greeted by a clean stainless steel surface, I was met with a monstrosity so horrible not even the contents of Pandora's Box (for those of you familiar with your Greek Mythology) could compete. As soon as I opened the lid, a poisonous fume exploded into the air like I was in the movie Backdraft. I quickly clammed the lid shut on the Mr. Hyde of leftover rice, a sight that looked like a concoction of broccoli, mashed potatoes, blue cheese, and Fido's fur- ingredients I don't recall being in our last pot of rice. The monster had nearly quadrupled it's original leftover rice size, and I swear if I had left the lid off long enough, the moldy corpse of our once scrumptious starch would've been alive enough to jump out of the pot and assimilate me into it's rotting mass. In short, it was disgusting.
So...not all is perfect in paradise. For those of you in much drier parts of the world, be thankful that your leftovers won't turn into monsters breathing poisonous gas. =P
(Note: I didn't take any pictures because the sight of the beast would've turned you into stone or cracked the lens of my camera. Believe me, it is for the better, and for your own safety)
So not everything is perfect in paradise, and here's one. In order to get all of those lovely palm trees and lush green mountains everywhere, there has to be a lot of rain here. And it rains quite often in Hawaii. And of course, lots of rain means lots of humidity. Lots of humidity means more moisture for fun little buddies like mold, mildew, etc, etc. (you may see where this is going).
So we forgot to empty out the rice cooker after one meal, and before dinner the other day, we decided to make some rice. Yoko put me in charge of making the rice, so like any other person would do, the first thing I did was open the rice cooker...
..big problem...
Instead of being greeted by a clean stainless steel surface, I was met with a monstrosity so horrible not even the contents of Pandora's Box (for those of you familiar with your Greek Mythology) could compete. As soon as I opened the lid, a poisonous fume exploded into the air like I was in the movie Backdraft. I quickly clammed the lid shut on the Mr. Hyde of leftover rice, a sight that looked like a concoction of broccoli, mashed potatoes, blue cheese, and Fido's fur- ingredients I don't recall being in our last pot of rice. The monster had nearly quadrupled it's original leftover rice size, and I swear if I had left the lid off long enough, the moldy corpse of our once scrumptious starch would've been alive enough to jump out of the pot and assimilate me into it's rotting mass. In short, it was disgusting.
So...not all is perfect in paradise. For those of you in much drier parts of the world, be thankful that your leftovers won't turn into monsters breathing poisonous gas. =P
(Note: I didn't take any pictures because the sight of the beast would've turned you into stone or cracked the lens of my camera. Believe me, it is for the better, and for your own safety)
Thursday, January 25, 2007
The Post to Make you Jealous
So, as the title says, this post is here to make you jealous. I'll let the pictures do the talking rather than my words (cause my words aren't gonna make you jealous). Anyway, these were taken this past weekend on a trip to Diamond Head Beach (near where we practice taiko), and just east of Waikiki. Me, Yoko, and Grover (Yoko's boyfriend who was in town for the weekend), spent the afternoon relaxing, playing in the water, and doing all manner of beach-related fun things. Enjoy and be envious. =P
I'm just gonna say, wish you were here.
I don't think this one needs any words
You enjoying paradise Yoko? Yeah I am too
No paradise would be complete without these
Exposed reef at low tide
Close look at the reef
Water running through a reef
Water draining out of a reef after a wave
Nature's Fury
Man and his best friend
I've got my thumbs up for a reason
The happy couple, can't you tell?
Awww
Paradise wouldn't be complete without the obligatory jumping picture
Obligatory jumping picture #2 (Um...Grover, why aren't you jumping?)
Yoko looking pensive
Fishing at Sunset
Leaving the Surf
Talkin' bout the big one
Jealous yet?
I'm just gonna say, wish you were here.
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