Friday night in Ginza

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Ginza by night has the same party atmosphere as Shibuya, but the people are older and richer. There’s money in the air.

I had dinner with the editors and a couple of graphic designers that we met at the art opening. I was reminded of how little I understand when Japanese start talking /hayakuchi (literally: fast mouth) with each other; if I’m involved in the conversation they adjust to my pace, but I tend to forget in between that they do that. And when I’m reminded I tend to get a bit down.

The hayakuchi happens in Berlin too when my Japanese friends get together and especially when they get drunk. I usually refer to that phenomenon as “FM Tanabe”, the radio station that I often listen to but still don’t understand much of (though a significant change actually happened during the last half year, so the comparison isn’t entirely accurate anymore). My friends would look at me and ask if I’m alright. And I would reply “FM Tanabe”, and they would understand.

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2 Responses to Friday night in Ginza

  1. Erik October 18, 2013 at 21:41 #

    My only knowledge of Japanese comes from the few words I pick up from listening to enka, the sentimental kitsch ballads where words like kokoro and anata regularly float by. Btw, I found an english translation of Sweet Mission online recently.

  2. Karl October 19, 2013 at 01:27 #

    You should start learning Japanese, Erik!

    I love this song:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji5wqFWsYl8

    It’s what made me start watching Sailor Moon.

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