I ended up in the Marunouchi district after work tonight - got home at seven, spent about 15 minutes making up for just a little of the sleep I lost last night, had a shower, put on my finest, and was on the Marunouchi subway line to hear the Fatback Band play at the Cotton Club in the Marunouchi district just five minute's walk from Tokyo station.
If you read yesterday's blog you'll see how I met the band on Sunday at the Sanja Matsuri festival in Asakusa, and how the singer, Isabella, kindly put me on the guestlist tonight.
The Fatback Band have been around since the 1960s, held together by the drummer, Bill 'Fatback' Curtis. The band had the crowd on its feet and jiving in no time - something of a miracle in Japan. It was funky. Shaking it on the dance floor on the weekend is one thing. Feeling it live is quite another - something no one should deny themselves at least once in a while.
I got pulled up to the stage by the lovely Isabella with four or five others from the audience picked to 'do the backstroke' with the band. The backstroke. Hmm. Gave my skinny ass away completely, but isn't that what it's all about?
The Fatback Band - near you. Not to be missed.
Monday, May 22, 2006