Garry’s Final Tokyo Travelogue Is Full of Obvious Lies and Falsehoods

You guys, I think we all enjoyed parts 1 and 2 (really 2 and 3!) of Garry’s travelogue from his recent “la-dee-da, look at me, I’m so cool and special because I had the trip of a lifetime in Tokyo” sojourn. Part 3 (actually 4!), on the other hand, I know for an absolute fact contains not a single bit of truth. You’d have to be the most gullible person alive to believe half of what this guy’s saying.


Don’t let the hair and dramatic looking Twitter photos fool you, Sari (NECRONOMIDOL) was so nice to talk to and I’m pretty sure I got way more time with her than anyone else did so that was a plus.

Everybody knows that more than a few fleeting seconds in Sari’s presence leads to spontaneous human combustion.

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It’s Not My Fault If You Get Really Jealous: Garry in Tokyo, Part II

Our dear, dear friend Garry of added the second installment of his three-part travelogue yesterday. His first report kind of made me hate him a little bit, given how he managed to run through about 2/3 of what my own personal idol vacation in Tokyo would look like, and in the span of a week.

Fortunately for Garry and unfortunately for me, the trip didn’t exactly slow down.

I got a 2-shot with Ayano from Bellheart and wished her luck on her impending graduation/solo career. She was really nice to talk to, a theme that I’m noticing is beginning to develop here.

Son of a–

Afterwards I was able to get a 3-shot with both Hachigatsu and Kanami which was awesome. They were also selling their new album a week early so of course I picked that up. Expect a review on the site real soon. Oh yeah, I experienced my first earthquake when I got home that night.

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Our Friend Went to Japan and All We Got Was … Well, Not Even a T-shirt Yet

Our good friend Garry from Idol Is Shit just so happens to have returned from a two-week stint in Tokyo where he got to experience the maddening joy and life-changing spectacle that is idol in the flesh. Literally! He shook hands and took photos with them and everything!

So how does a Scottish idiot abroad find himself awash in seas of idol goodness?

The guy on the door seemed pretty surprised that some white dude with a weird accent was there to see BiSH, but I got in with no problems.

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I’m eternally grateful to Shidare from Yukueshirezutsurezure for putting up with my horrible Japanese and being very understanding when we had to bust out Google Translate so we could understand each other a bit better. … [M]aybe they were just jealous that Shidare had her arm wrapped around me when we were conversing …

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