Thursday, 11 November 2010


Here’s a quick report of our Japanese tour with my good friend Laurent. Unlike many visitors we weren’t interested in visiting temples and museums. We just marked on a map all the cool shops and places to visit to immerse ourselves in Japanese culture.

We decided to sart our exploration by Ginza one of the most exclusive and expensive areas of Tokyo. When we arrived, we were greeted by tall skyscrapers, cool architecture and a heavy heat wave. We spent the whole morning figuring out how to navigate through the district, 2 hours later we crashed into Apple store with a gigantic map of Tokyo noting down our places to visit.  Phew, finally we could start and explore. We ate fantastic light and crispy seafood tempura, payed a visit to Ships, one of our favourite clothes shops. The day was saved.

This trip offered me the first opportunity to test couch surfing. Our first Tokyo hideout was located in Kanamecha near Ikebukuro. We were hosted by Cyril who is surely in the top 10 most generous people on earth. If she makes it into politics, we have a potential Nobel peace prize winner. We shared her flat with 10 other fellow couch surfers from all other the world during one week. Most of them were travelling on a very low budget, some even had been sleeping in public parks. This drew an amusing contrast with Laurent and me. We were bringing back 100 of euros of shopping bags every day.
Where there's a will there's a way:
One thing you get used to in Tokyo is making mistakes, after walking in completely the wrong direction for half an hour, asking people for directions (sending us even more in the wrong direction. I did end up with a very frustrated Laurent several times but thank god to the locals sense of sacrifice who would literally walk us to the place we’re looking for. We spent 30, 40 mins with some people walking with them, because they just didn’t have a clue of where they’re going. Gordon Bennett
Going Underground:
Just picture yourself in the Parisian metro full of filth and rats with the smell of cat’s urine. This was just a nightmare out there, It doesn’t exist, The underground stations and all the streets are so clean. No graffiti, litter or vandalism anywhere! They have people on the platforms with wireless microphones to announce the trains, and they depart perfectly on time!    While commuting, we were fascinated by the salary men completely wasted with their heads nodding to the rocking of the train. The only times I’m in that kind of state back home it’s because I’ve been severly drinking for 5 hours. In their case, they were just coming back from a day’s work. We found it hard to understand the working hours, we were always seeing people going and coming back from work. A Sunday morning commute resembled to a Monday rush and bumble back home, even the school kids were dressed in uniforms and heading to school. I never ever want to work for a Japanese company in Japan.
The Mecca of gaming and electronics in Tokyo - if not the world. Our first and only stop was Akihabara Electric Town, an eight-storey jumble of geek electronics and culture. One of our tips included the opportunity to shoot with a real pistol for just 8 euros. Wow, we really getting psyched up about this prospect, but once we arrived at the top, we figured out that they were only selling air gun replicas. Still, any arm or uniform you could think of was available in replica. Another great highlight at Akihabara was the discovery of the best doughnut chain that exists on earth: Mr Doughnut. Light soft and delicate.
Food Heaven
The only criteria of consumer satisfaction in Japan is “peRFection” and this applies to food, from the cheapest fast food to a good Sushi restaurant. We just bowed down and made the most of it, while we were there. Unlike in Paris, where every tourist has been completely ripped-off by entering any random restaurant in the city. In Tokyo, fear no more.
When, I travel in terms of eating out, I want to eat exactly the same meals as any random local. It’s a fantastic and exciting way to immerse yourself in the local culture. Because the food is such good quality, we did not put on a kilo which is pretty exceptional considering our giant appetites.
I would split into 3 categories the places where we went out eating: Japanese fast food:  It’s basically the same dish and I think we must have eaten 20 of them each. The recipe consists of very thin sliced but fatty meat with rice, enlivened with sauces, curry, or Korean-style condiments. Salads and semi-cooked eggs as extras, or maybe included in the set. Water and/or tea if you eat in, free miso soup at Matsuya. We fell in love with the chains that served these meals: Matsuya, Yoshinoya, Nakau. The quality of service was beyond our world, continuous refills, instant food delivery, discreet attention from staff. I think I could live in one of theses. Matsuya's menu bellow:
Isakaya: It’s basically where you splice the mainbrace. You can find some very high quality Sushi, tempura and other traditional meals. It’s the local pub in Japan, It's amazing to have such a variety of food with your drink, there are fumes everywhere, different scents attacking your audora, batter from the tempura splashing to your face, knives being viciously sharpened just before slicing up the most perfect sashimi. Have I just described the promised land?
Burger Chains: And finally of course I have to mention Moss Burger, which is simply the best Burger chain on the face of earth, eating any of their burgers feels like flying in the air with a snowman (if you could figure out what that feels like). But, I’ll talk about them later in another post. We also tasted other burger chains like lotto and freshness burger, but they were no great shakes compared to Moss.
It was real dog-day when we first visited Shibuya. The streets are lit up and there are huge multilevel shops and people everywhere! Laurent was a moaning Minnie that day between the orientation and the thermal shocks we were receiving every-time we entered an outlet equipped with very heavy air con. Anyway, It was a great exploration we did it on purpose to get lost and adventure through this amazing maze of boutiques, food and micro-trends. Many other tourists we encountered were obsessed by visiting the famous dog statue, we couldn’t care less. Special mention to the via bus stop, club Quattro, beauty & youth and that home made melon ice cream store. Even-though, We were soaking wet, baking under 36°C at the end of the day, we were signing: To-ky-o! Ooooh, Oooooh, Ooooh, Ooooooooohhhhhh.... We love you(minelli vanilli).
We were in the midsummer madness of our Tokyo visit and now it was time to visit the converging point of the city, the busiest train station of the world: A convergence of train lines, department stores, skyscrapers, corporate head offices, fashion stores, shopping malls, clubs, bars, nightlife, and major non-stop 24/7 animation. 
We reached out to shopping heaven at the Isetan superstore which is literally the new Jerusalem. The store is the elder amongst the Shinjuku department stores, offering a massive array of merchandise, in an atmosphere of elegance and refinement. I remember horrid images of Parisian staff in department stores there, treating with disrespect and arrogance customers, here there’s none of that and your just overwhelmed with the care and intention you receive for just entering the store. 
I had a security guard walk with me for 10 mins to the lavatory room, we had 4 people handing us receipts for our payments, there are dedicated staff with maps inside the shop to give you directions around the city and the store, the floor managers literally run around the shop while serving you. The 7th floor is dedicated to the most expensive and rare men's clothing in the world, available in abundance. We bought an 8 euro book and they wrapped it up as if we bought a Rolex, with pleasant smiles and millions of thank yous. We concluded with Laurent that if you were going to construct paradise, you would start by Isetan.
After all these emotions we found some treasure of an address to slap up a meal. I can’t remember the name but the meal consisted in rice balls covered in smoked pork and melted cheese covered in BBQ sauce, one of the most extraordinary street food experiences out there. At the end of the day, we were  pleased as punch.
Daikenyama   This was my favourite district, It’s a quiet and elegant contrast to what is often the Shibuya area’s crowds, noise and consumerism. Everything is so quiet and calm, It’s like walking through a peaceful village with open houses except that they are the most fashionable shops you’ll ever find on the face of this earth. Special mention to the Haversack store, especially after High fiving my vintage Lafuma back pack. Not so far way, we also got a chance to check out the best denim shop in the world: The Real Mccoy’s. A major highlight of our visit to Japan. We'll never forget.
Baron de Paris
We only went to one night club in Tokyo and that was the Baron, It’s a completely different vibe from what you would experience in Pairs or the west. The dance floor was empty everyone was sitting down having dinner with their friends and a lot of guys were unconscious laying down on the couches. We didn’t feel like in a club but more in a Parisian Bistro bar. We never got to experience a real eccentric Japanese party.
To get there we were lucky to experience the bullet train the most advanced fast train that exists on earth. I’ve taken the TGV in France & the Eurostar, they felt like old steam engines compared to the quality of service and engineering advancement that was offered on board of the bullet train. I was able to lean my head against the window and feel no vibrations at all, there is no 2nd and 1st class, just one. The chairs were really comfortable with loads of space for your legs and the staff well, I'm tired of repeating myself, It was peRFect. We arrived in Kyoto under tense circumstances, we were carrying heavy bags of shopping over 40 kilos each and of course we didn’t have a clue where we were heading, no underground service in Kyoto just buses. We finally located our hotel in the district of Gion, the middle class district of the city. But our worries were from over, the Ryokan we were staying in, was located up a mountain climb behind a temple, it was very humid and raining, we started our ascension with the wheels of suitcases detaching themselves to the contact of ancient stairways, we did cause a lot of distortion on the way. The journey never seemed to end it was always up and the road was getting more and more steep. After 40 mins we were in limbo, we dug deep into our Dunkirk spirit to carry on climbing, by hook or by crook we were determined to dip into our Japanese bath ASAP. We finally made it to the Ryokan half alive but nearly dead. It was magic, calm, tranquil, Japanese garden and bath, futton and a lot of attention from the staff. The next morning when we met with the residents and staff and told them about our Journey, they said we were completely out of our minds and should have taken a taxi. What they didn't understand is that we were travelling on a tight budget specifically dedicated to clothes and street food. Impressions of Kyoto: The city offers a glimpse into the past of Japan, a city of rich tradition and cultural importance. There are several thousand temples, hundreds of Shinto shrines, pagodas, Zen gardens and numerous historical districts to be explored. Philosopher road - Our cob smack sight seeing: Honen-in Temple   Once you step into this temple, you will feel time slow down. It's a short walk away from the philosopher's road, across a narrow stream and up a hill along a dark, winding path through a bamboo grove is the lesser known Honen-in Temple. That's where we were going. Peaceful, shady, cool, covered in moss and surrounded by jungle, and free of charge to enter, it was a wonderful place. I felt like on a Indiana Jones film set. We experienced our first Japanese sushi in the Pontocho alley, a lively narrow alley with restaurants, bars and branching streets, It was so pretty, in anything the Japanese take on, you always get this cuttiness factor. Anyway the fish was fresh and chunky but so light and delicate. Special highlight was the grilled eel sushi, I was feeling really good in Kyoto at that point. Osaka & Nara  On our a second day in Kyoto, we were tipped to go and hike for a day in a mountain, It was meant to be the day of our holiday to remember. Of course we woke up late and rushed to the station, we jumped on the ticket sales woman, she announced us the price, we yelled out loud in distress: “What!!!!!!”, we then opted for a cheaper option Osaka, the most American city in Japan from the building till what they sell in the stores, we spent the whole day in the American district, with emotional highs and lows o, deciding from which rival shops should Laurent buy his shoulder bag. The day before that we visited Nara, which is Japan’s first capital city set in a rural area, cute narrow streets, wild animals on the loose and a gem of a vintage shop. I got arrested in the street for smoking in the street, the policeman took the cigarette and asked me where I came from I said France perhaps that helped me to avoid a heavy fine.
Harajuku, Omotessando
Back to our home: Tokyo, we were invited to Joe Conte’s concert, a band from SF we met in our Ryokan in Kyoto they were playing at the FDD design bilding. There was an hostess that read out the program that day: Joe Conte supporting Soulit, The gig was funny the public were very seriously into it and it was being broadcasted outside in the street from a giant screen on the building's façade. It was one of many out of the ordinay experiences we had that day.
Before that we wondered around Harajuku, a lot of designer stores with a laid back spirit. It was a Halycon day.
Rockabilys,  We were very lucky to be able to see the Rockabilys perform at Yoyogi park, It may seem very touristy but it’s really worth seeing.  
Chez Harumi and the men from IS BBDO
For our second week in Japan, we were hosted by an exceptional couple Harumi & Eric. Never before people offered us so much care and nice things to eat a drink, while being humble guests. I remember a special traditional meal in a restaurant where Harumi’s family have been going for years. We ate the best Sashimi I’ve ever tasted even the rare horse one. Following that, It was just a festival of succulent Japanese dishes coming in one after the other (fish stew, grilled aubergines, pure sacke, meat balls, etc). A night I will remember for a long time. It was manna from heaven. 
For our last meal out we were invited by our work colleagues in Japan. We ate Shabu Shabu, succulent Japanese beef that you boil with vegetables and dip into a selection of sauces. Our Japanese table manners were all wrong, the succulent tastes travelling on our taste buds made us loose control of the situation. Arigatou gozaimasu again to Kats, Muramoto and Terasawa. 
The flight:
I flew out with Etihad, probably the best value for money company you can get if you’re flying Europe to Asia. I got my return ticket from Paris for 536 euros. I love aeroplane maeals and  Etihad knows how to prepare them, the scents emanating from the food trolleys definitely added excitement to a long flight. My friend Laurent even asked for second helpings on the way back. First time I’ve ever seen anyone ask for this on a plain. Bellow, Etihad dinning service at it’s best with this Japanese meal:

Tuesday, 9 March 2010

Food Haven: The Saint Germain en Laye Market

Probably one of the best things about living in Paris is that it’s a food focused city which sometimes makes you feel better about living here when you’ve just been insulted inside a shop by some store employees while doing your shopping or receiving some nasty mockery by some strangers you’ve just crossed in the street.

This morning, I would like to take you Saint Germain en Laye my home town where none of this happens. I would picture this city as the ideal French town everyone would dream about in his/her dreams. Even after living 3 years here now, I’m still so amazed about how pleasant and polite people are… and even more so during the Sunday market.

The Saint Germain en Laye market is considered to be one of the best markets in the region. The market is spread out over “LA place du marché neuf” offering a marvelous show of all locally produced French products. What I love about the market is that you’re buying the best from the best, each salesman can tell you 30 min stories about where the products come from from the fishmonger to butcher to the greengrocers to the cheese store. For a food enthusiast like me, It’s a real thrill to encounter every week these people that are so passionate and proud of their products. Bellow you’ll be able to see a quick snapshot of heaven:

Wake of down on the market

Market alley
Nice bit of organic veg

And Fruit

Best poultry I’ve ever tasted

Wonderful paté Forestiére and many more

Trustworthy Butcher that specializes in offal, my favorite!

Amazing selection of regional French cheeses and countryside cream & butter

Last but certainly not least, an amazing selection of fresh fish and seafood

Gotta to go know, because I’m super hungry

Tuesday, 23 February 2010

Dreamcast nostalgia

This week, I’ve recently felt some deep nostalgia about the Dreamcast, this iconic game console was launched just 10 years ago and until now you can walk in any video game specialist and you’ll get the some reactions from any video game enthusiast. Just say the word “Dreamcast” and you’ll see that the whole shop will go silent, look into peoples eyes and you’ll feel sorrow, amazement and admiration from Sega’s last piece of hardware… The Dreamcast has deeply touched the heart and soul of any true gamer. This is done to several things: A state of the art machine so easy for programmers to handle, an innovative games library that have left a trace until now, a great gaming bad, numerous add ons and and Internet access. Even though we’ve seen the wii pop up, played legendary games like Res Evil 4, Meteroid Prime, nothing matches up to the experience at the time.
As all people who are interested video games know, It’s not about the machine It’s the games that make it a success. The videos may seem a bit dusty now, but 10 years back nothing could compare:
Shenmue was way in advance of its time, the game had, It followed the flow of a real, day, it integrated weather day , conditions, the music composed stood up to a Hollywood film and introduced a whole new set of gameplay.
Jet set radio still looks amazing to this day, It used cell shading graphics. The game's sound effects and music blend it perfectly producing an exhilarating gaming experience. The effects, while mostly consisting of grinding noises and the whoosh of spray-paint cans doing their thing, are well done, and the music is an amazing collection of Japanese hip-hop beats that fit the action perfectly.
Resident Evil – Code Veronica was my first introduction to the series and one that I’ll never forget, the scenario, the jumps the scares, the adventure, the twists are the best seen until now
Skies of Arcadia establishing itself as a classic role playing game until now
MSR – Racing, the developers redesigned completely neighbourhoods of San Francisco, London and Tokyo making it the perfect playground to race all the powerfull cars at the time
Phantasy Star Online, The first Online adventure game ever released on a game console, IT had simple moving forward combat system with an incredibly rich graphic universe using collaboration between the users for the first time
To finish off, the Dreamcast released all the incredible Sports 2K series like NBA 2K which are regarded as one of the greatest sports simulations to date... EA just made me sick at that time.

Monday, 22 February 2010

Crazy Heart - Jeff Bridges

I managed to get my hands on “Crazy Heart” before It’s released here in Paris. After all the noise the movie made at the Golden Globes awards, I knew I was going to be in for something special a lot of credit goes to Jeff Bridges.

The film tells the story of Bad Blake, loved and admired by an ageing audience, he hasn’t composed a song for a long time. His career and music writing is on a standstill, he feels far more affection for his bottle of whisky and pack of cigarettes until one day he meets an expected woman...

Throughout the film, we witness the decay of Bad Blake, smoking cigarettes back to back with less style than Don Draper but the same self destruction as Mickey Rourke in the “Wrestler”. Jeff Bridges also manages so well to expresses the torment, distress and torture of Bad Blake’s wretched life. His physical pain is also apparent through his torn and creased clothes, deep breathing and alcohol purge. On the more pleasant side the film has a good soundtrack, reminding me that I should listen to bit more country music...

Sunday, 21 February 2010

Beach House - Paris - 20.02.10

Expectations were quite high yesterday for the Beach House Live show, I've spending the last month commuting with them.

The gig started. They announced that It was the first date of their 2010 tour, they were right because you could kind of tell. After a few tracks, It was very much like listening to the album. It was time for "Norway", they proposed something different to the track, but the gig soon dropped back into the album routine. On some tracks like "Take care", something slightly special happened more when both male members of the band stepped in with their backing vocals.

Victoria Legrand was the main highlight of the evening, her voice was really captivating, It propels you into a dreamy sensuous world, she was also dressed in a Williamsburg style, accompanied by a nice combination of jewellery.

Saturday, 20 February 2010

Revanche from Götz Spielmann

Just was “Revanche” this afternoon a dramatic German movie from Götz Spielmann.
The film is about Ex-con Alex dreams about starting a new life with the Ukrainian prostitute Tamara. To do so, he wants to rob a bank erasing debts and making the flight towards the South possible. But Tamara is unintentionally shot on the escape by the coincidentally present policeman, Robert. Alex flees to the farm of his grandfather and learns that Robert lives close by...thoughts of revenge start to arise.

The film is split into 2 parts, It denounces the prostitution industry in Vienna and exposes the difficulties of communicating between people. In the first part of the film Gôtz denounces with voyeurism the vicious, nasty and inhuman side of prostitution. He reveals the difficult existence of Eastern European sex workers.

I really liked the second part of the film: Alex withdraws himself from the commercial city world to land in the countryside, which is an interesting urban/rural contrast. Through out the film, Götz makes a powerful use of silence, It helps to build up the intensity of the situations thus playing with the audience’s feelings.

Apart from that the aesthetic of the film is fabulous, Like “White Ribbon” every scene turns out to be an incredible photo with the perfect light and expressions.

Thursday, 18 February 2010

Le Babylone - The meticulous Falafel

Just came back from "Le Babylone", It's a falafel restaurant located near Bastille in Paris. I hate it there, especially the crowd at night time It's full of posh arrogant business school students
pretending to themselves that there having a wild night out... They're just an embarrassment...
Little did I know that the best Falafel of Paris is located in that district? I was accompanied by some pals who highly recommended the place. As we were approaching the location they built the hype up, coming close to the target my heart beat was accelerating. Finally, we enter the restaurant, I was really excited, but far from knowing what was going to happen next.
Even before eating there was some good news: beer was cheap "un demi" was 2.20 euros which is amazing for Paris. The menu indicates just 3 options for your falafel; I went for the mix (meat+falafel balls). While ordering I was already staring at the guy preparing them, It's all home made, they're prepared one by one in little scoops the falafels, and the meat rack was composed of different layers of meat going from crispy to soft and tender. Several salads we neatly organised on a cooking service. We were dealing with highly trained professionals here. After a 20 min wait, the beast arrives with a fork popped on the top to help you get cracking on it. First mouthful that combined the crispy meat layered on top with a mayo houmoussy sauce was out of this world. I started to yell, I couldn't control my self! Next I manage to get my mouth on falafel ball, the freshest I've ever tested, and as you go further down the sandwich all the ingredients softens so does the meet creating a truly multi sensory experience. I forgot to tell you the roasted aborigines were magic, no horrible bitter taste. After finishing the sandwich, I just couldn't believe what happened, I stood up to understand how these things were prepared. Walked up to the counter to see how the magic was operated: The meat is cut from the rack and divided into 3 categories: crispy, tender, soft, they’re delicately cut up. The sauces, the salads and the falefels are neatly layered inside the bread, on each layer the prepartor incorporates the different meats, he twits the sandwich and makes little adjustments with the sauces and salads to serve you something just perfect.
I hope you're hungry now, because I ate two!

Wednesday, 17 February 2010

Sugar: Baseball needs no translation

Last night just saw Sugar a movie about baseball, a sport for which I have no interest whatsoever... Well, there’s more to it than baseball because as in all sports it teaches you the lesson of life. In this case, the movie highlights the life of people I wasn’t aware of; young men facing high employment and economic misery dying to get out of their Island to find happiness and support their family back home. At least this is how It’s portrayed in the film.
Written and directed by Half Nelson creators Anna Boden and Ryan Flec, the film isn’t about action shots home runs and pace throwing, It explores the culture choc and the numerous difficulties these young Dominican face when coming to north America. Pleasure and joy are are highlighted in a subtle way throughout their pilgrimage, from the youth academies to the minor leagues.

Definitely, one of the best impressions showcased in the film is how nasty and cruel culture choc can be, Foreigners living in Paris will definitely know what I’m talking about. But in this context, the film blesses friendship in a sincere and emotional way.

All in all, this a very honest film and shows us that there are several roads to happiness and a fulfilled life can be found anywhere.

Tuesday, 16 February 2010

Japandroids – Point Ephémère - Paris - 15.02.10

Yesterday, Japandroids came to visit Paris for the first time and this was the kick off to the 2010 concert season. The gig started off with Semen Sundays, they didn’t do it for me really, the lead singer was pretending to have Tourette’s, his stagecraft was over exaggerated, you could tell he didn’t believe in what his was doing (rolling around the floor, miming playing the guitar with his mic...) and neither did the audience. They just sounded like a very ordinary Punk band, They played 20 songs in 20 mins, the good news is that there long track list went by rather quick.

Now, let’s move to Japandroids, As soon as Brian King (guitarist) hits the chords of his guitar I knew I was into something powerful tonight, It was loud and fuzzy, the sound powered through your body like a roaring Jet. Brian King pulled off an energetic performance bouncing from corner to corner and off the drum set, but all that blended in perfectly with the sound. Young hearts spark fire, wet hair, crazy forever, sovereignty were my best tracks that left hanging in the middle of the air, in this moment of teleportation you could sense that these tracks are perfectly executed rock songs with raw melodies.

For the ones who may have missed this, they’re coming back in May here. Until then, I’ll never forget last night