Dance inna Tokyo (and Kyoto)

Of course, checking out some of the local reggae events while in Japan was a must. We started out in the old city of Kyoto, mainly a place to go visit if you’re interested in Japanese history. “There are temples for days there”, a friend of mine put it.
All good, but when you’re done with that hit Rub-A-Dub Bar, well hidden in a basement somewhere down by the canal. This reggae spot, which we actually found by accident, has been there since 1986 and is apparently the first and best in Kyoto. It’s got a kind of tiki-bar feel to it, but with more Caribbean than Polynesian vibes. The bartender, a dreadlocked Japanese dude wearing one of those face-masks they use when they have a cold, but with the Jamaican flag on it, mixes up a pretty mean Planter’s Punch.
I guess Rub-A-Dub is usually just a bar and a mellow place to hang out, but the night we went there some selectors from Tokyo were present and things were jumping. Not sure which soundsystems they represented, but the selections were pretty damn sharp. The crowd of locals went really nuts for two things: reggae covers of eighties R&B, and the original version of “Sweets for my sweet” (is that The Drifters, maybe?). These guys really played stuff that I’d never heard before.
Not so much the case when back in Tokyo. We went to a night in Shibuya called Rocker’s Paradise, organized by the people behind the record store Rocker’s Island. In Tokyo all the clubs are open until 5 AM, which means nobody shows up anywhere until 2. Quite the culture shock from LA, of course. We got there at midnight and the place was empty. The soundsystem, belonging to a crew called Two Wings I believe, was amazing though. There was a ton of huge boxes, really some of the loudest I have ever heard. Anything sounds good when you play it on a rig like that.
The main attraction at Rocker’s Paradise was a crew from Osaka called Scorpion. Their selection wasn’t inspiring though, very much a by-to-rulebook modern roots set. You know how that works - first a Sizzla medley, then some Richie Spice, the Garnett Silk standards, followed by even more Richie Spice. Don’t think I heard a deejay tune the entire night. The local kids were into it though - including the girls decked out in full on dancehall queen outfits (and that’s on a Tuesday night!).
The risk of being bored by regular tunes was zero on Friday though. Behind the decks at a night called Dancehall Classics were Tony Screw’s disciple Fingaz from Downbeat The Ruler, Crush from Judgment Sound Station, and Double H from the Shibuya record store Jammers. This was going down in another small basement, a reggae bar in Shinjuku called Open, around the corner from The Dub Store. The place has a nice pile of speaker boxes too, and a great, energetic bartender. The guy took turns dancing, yelling “tu-tu-tweet” (a la Junior Reid) in a bullhorn, and mixing good drinks. I recommend the gin fizz.
Fingaz, who’d spent the last two months living in Japan, was playing Downbeat classics. That’s enough to keep my gunfinger in the air for a whole night, but both Crush and Double H actually gave him a run for his money. The Judgement guys have some smart, original dubplates. It’s a shame they’re not seen on the western soundsystem circuit more often. Double H came out in a Rodigan educational style, lots of “You remember this riddim, originally recorded by The Gladiators - here’s the long forgotten Papa Tullo version!”-type speech. Plus a sweet special by a singer I didn’t recognize based on “Strangers in the night” (”strangers in the night… exchanging dubplates”). Overall a very entertaining night.
Seems like there are exciting reggae events going on in Tokyo pretty much every night of the week. My tip is to head for the record stores and pick up all the fliers you can find. There doesn’t seem to be any magazines or websites in English that list this stuff. And if you’re old like me, remember to take a nap before heading out.


