The one TRUE Console War

The console wars of today are a complete joke. They're nothing like the 16 bit war. 360, PS#, same ol' shit. Wii? Not even worth mentioning. That's just that system that has OMFG No More Heroes.
Anybody here remember the epic War between Nintendo & Sega?
It was the stuff of legends.
At the end of the day it was we consumers who benefited the most from the 16 bit Wars, because that era left a literal gold mine of greatest hits of all time.

Why were these times called a war? Simple really.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_American_video_game_crash_of_1983
Long story short Nintendo rose from the ashes that Atari both built & unintentionally destroyed.
Nintendo from Japan swooped in & maintained an iron fist on the gaming market by employing a systems of checks & balances that would ensure
that the gaming market would not over saturate itself again.

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The American video game crash had two long-lasting results. The first result was that dominance in the home console market shifted from the United States to Japan. When the video game market recovered by 1987, the leading player was Nintendo’s NES, with a resurgent Atari battling Sega for the number two spot. Atari, never truly recovering, could not manage to match the success of its 2600 console and finally stopped producing game systems in 1996 after the failure of the Atari Jaguar. Japanese control of the North American market continued for over a decade. A second, highly visible result of the crash was the institution of measures to control third-party development of software. Using secrecy to combat industrial espionage had failed to stop rival companies from reverse engineering the Mattel and Atari systems and hiring away their trained game programmers. Nintendo, and all the manufacturers who followed, controlled game distribution by implementing licensing restrictions and a security lockout system. Would-be renegade publishers could not publish for each others’ lines, as Atari, Coleco and Mattel had done, because in order for the cartridge to work in the console, the cartridge had to contain the appropriate key chip for the lock inside the console, and the publisher had to also acknowledge its license to Nintendo in the copyright notices. If no key chip was present or if the key chip did not match the lock inside the console, the game would not work. Although Accolade achieved a technical victory in one court case against Sega, challenging this control, even it ultimately yielded and signed the Sega licensing agreement. Several publishers, notably Tengen (Atari), Color Dreams, and Camerica, challenged Nintendo’s control system during the 8-bit era. The concepts of such a control system remain in use on every major video game console produced today, even with fewer “cartridge-based” consoles on the market than in the 8/16-bit era. Replacing the security chips in most modern consoles are specially-encoded optical discs that cannot be copied by most users and can only be read by a particular console under normal circumstances. Nintendo reserved the lion’s share of NES game revenue for itself by limiting most third-party publishers to only five games per year on its systems. It also required all cartridges to be manufactured by Nintendo, and to be paid for in full before they were manufactured. Cartridges could not be returned to Nintendo, so publishers assumed all the risk. As a result, some publishers lost more money due to distress sales of remaining inventory at the end of the NES era than they ever earned in profits from sales of the games. Nintendo portrayed these measures as intended to protect the public against poor-quality games, and placed a golden seal of approval on all games released for the system. Most of the Nintendo platform-control measures were adopted by later manufacturers such as Sega, Sony, and Microsoft.

This is MADNESS, This is tyranny of the highest magnitude.
Although at the end of the day, the majority of the NES line up actually were good quality games.
This trend continued to the 16 bit era just moments after SEGA Genesis weakened the PC Engine FX to the point of surrendering.
SEGA killed the PC ENgine's base of operations. SEGA was not a beast yet though. For Sega allowed PC engine's licensed characters such as BONK to continue on living, & carry on the memory of the PC engine along with them. (Bonk released a few ames for SEGA & Nintendo. Similar to how Mario made Sonic his bitch during the 2000's.)

It's around this time that the SNES showed up to the Genesis's door stop, and then, and then....
THE WAR BEGAN!
Each game that was released during this period was like an exploding atom bomb of gaming goodness that affected all who stood in its path.

Round 1: Sega laughed at SNES. Fuck you bitch. We gots arcade perfect ports of Golden Axe, & Altered Beast. We got Space Harrier bitch. Mothafucking Rambo. What chu got fool!

SNES calmly replied with Actraiser, Super Mario World, Super Castlevania IV.

SEGA is like meh whatever. At least you SNES tards have better games than Legendary Axe. LOL that's the best game that the PC Engine could muster!?

Round 2: SEGA is still standing around with their arms folded. Show me wha chu got, Show wha chu got. Nothing that's wut. Not get off my yard bitch.

The SNES calmly rinsed their spectacles a bit, and put them away.
Then BAM a fucking roundhouse kick to the temple with LEGEND OF ZELDA: A LINK TO THE PAST.
This fucking shit caught Sega off guard, but Sega was still like
"Fuck you. That was a sucker punch that shit didn't count."
The SNES then snickered, and BAM SHORYUKEN!!!!!!
SNESE unveils a near arcade perfect (for the time) port of Street Fighter II.
Anybody who remembers how much of a phenomenon SF II was back then would know the full gravity of how powerful a death blow this was.
Thankfully Sega was still standing. Albeit shaken a bit.

Round 3: AH Fuck now Sega knew Nintendo was serious.
Sega could no longer ignore this miserable gnat, and thus officially began the first ever Console Wars.
The years following that were, and still are some of the best years that gaming has ever had.
Super Mario Kart, Streets of Rage 2, Ecco the Dolphin 2, Sonic the Hedgehog 1 - 3 + Sonic & Knuckles,Secret of Mana, Sunset Riders, TMNT Tournament Fighters, Turtles in Time, Pocky & Rocky 1 & 2, Kirby Super Star, Gunstar Heroes, Nba Jam, Castlevania Bloodlines, Contra Hardcorps, Super Metroid, Final Fantasy VI, Xmen (SNES), X men Clone Wars (Genesis), MEGAMAN mothafucking X, Super Punch out, Super Metroid, KILLER INSTINCT, Ogre Battle, Chrono Trigger, Thunder Force IV, Revenge of Shinobi, Shinobi III, Phantasy Star IV & II, ToeJam & Earl, Ranger X, Rocket Knight Adventures, Battletoads & Double Dragon, etc.

Most of the console exclusive games were made in retaliation to the other system.
Sega got the upper hand for a bit when they released Mortal Kombat with blood.
(Whereas the SNES version bled sweat.)
SNES retaliated back with MK II, so the fight was still on.
The war finally ended when Sega's lifebar was flashing in the red, and they started unleashing their DESPERATION ATTACKS.

The 32X, and Nomad......................................................................

Round 4: SNES just laughed at Sega's puny desperation moves, and hit them with a couple quick jabs of Starfox, Killer Instinct, Super Mario Rpg, Chrono Trigger, and the GOAT Kirby Superstar.

Round 5: Sega officially lost, retreated, & came back to finally murder the SNES with the Sega Saturn.
Only to be soundly trounced by the Sony Playstation, LOL.
The games that truly killed Sega Genesis were Street Fighter II, Super Metroid, Final Fantasy VI, Legend of Zelda, & Chrono Trigger.
These were the game that sold the system over Sega.
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Now you see that was an actual war. I owned both systems, but I played the SNES more, because the console exclusives were fucking crazy, and they just kept on coming, & coming like the fucking energizer bunny.
I only remember playing Shinobi III, SOR 2 & 3, Phantasy Star IV, & Monster World for my genesis.

The 16 bit war had two fully able contenders.

SEGA GENESIS: The hip cool stereotypically badass thuggish Black guy who'd whoop yo' ass in a fight. (Shmups, Beat em ups, etc.)
He may have not been the prettiest, or the sharpest of the bunch, but he was sure fast (Sega games were faster than Snese games.), loud (SEGA!!!!!!) & took no prisoners.
This was the system that all the cool kids, & jocks owned.

Everything Sega did exuded style.


Super Nintendo: SNES was like that sneaky animu asian mobster who wore spectacles.
He wasn't anywhere near as loud, or fast, but every single move he made was cold & calculated. Whereas Sega pretty much did everything at random hoping that one of their games would be a hit.
SNES almost always struck back with well timed blows that would chip away at Sega's endurance, before unleashing the final blow of Super Metroid, Killer Instinct, Chrono Trigger, Final Fantasy VI, etc.
This was the system that most of the gamer nerds owned.
(Save for the people who bought an SNES solely for Mortal Kombat II, Street Fighter II, & Killer Instinct.)
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These combatants were relatively evenly matched as you couldn't really say which was the better system.
Sega games had more Arcadish style games, and SNESE had slower "immersive experience" games.
The plus & minuses of the two evened out.

The so called console wars of today are nothing more than over glorified cash whores.

XBOX 360

360, the Bulgarian prostitute. Always available. Happens to be the leading "hardcore" gaming system. Simply because the rest of the competition doesn't have any games. Although what the 360 does have isn't very impressive either.
Yeah she looks pretty, but that's all she really is. An advertisement of pure shallowness. Look at my Ass. I hope my ass distracts you long enough before you finally realize that all 360 games are just shitty remakes of PC classics.

PS3

PS3, the Japanese pornstar. She's just like a normal Japanese girl, (PS2, & PSONE) except bigger, & better in all the right places.
Unfortunately she is the least accessible for two reasons.
They all live in Japan, and only speak Japanese. (Plus maybe Spanish, Tagalog, Portuguese, French, but rarely ever English.)
In other words the only PS3 games worth giving a damn about are all PS3 Japan exclusives that will remain forever stranded in Japan. (Ryuga Gotoku 3.)

So as hot as these bitches are. Who cares? When it's so damn hard to obtain one of these babes.

Wii

Wii, the little girl on a swing.
Look at the little girl go, back & forth on her little swingee.
Wii, wee, wee Wiggle waggle controls.... oh yeah I guess Wii plays some games, some.
Ooh look little girl on a swing.
Eventually the novelty factor of a little girl on a swing wears off, and then you wake up to reality.
Little girls on a swing aren't sexy at all.
SUre she may have her little crazy No more Heroes bitch fits every now & then, but I see that as merely slightly amusing.
Rather than anything that even remotely resembles K.O. power.

Seriously how the fuck can people even dare to compare the console wars of today to the console wars of the 16 bit era.
The 16 bit era was a full on STREET FIGHT!
Current Gen is just two sexy ass whores slapping each other in the ass, & verbally harassing one another over money. Around the corner somewhere is a random little girl in the play ground doing her own thing wig, wagging back in forth until she gets bored.

Yoga Flame! Miku's calves of steel.

Now back to them Indian bastards.
Nah fuck it.
Join us in the next post. As the
The "Hawtness" Takayama

presents to you the bubblebath of divine sexiness, Miku Hoshino.

OKStupid.com

I was looking through some of my old profiles from a couple years back. You see I'm an idiot.
I unknowingly registered to many different online dating services in the past. Even my account on myspace was a mistake. (I registered on myspace back in '05 to join a video game group to advertise my site. I had no idea it was a match maker site.)
Okcupid is one of the many that I registered for. Why? I was simply filling out stupid ass quizzes.
I applied for membership simply to see the completely irrelevant results.

Well anyway fuck that. I checked out that piece of shit site the other day, and I noticed that I had a couple of "quivers" I don't know what the fuck it is, but I'm assuming that quivers are people who are enticed by your profile. Oh shit, these girls are a bunch of fucking freaks. Are you sure that's not a man in drag?

Ah shit, Girl looks like she came straight out of Total Recall. No that's cousin IT. It's a giant mutated thumb from Silent hill.
Is this some kind of joke? The bitch is fat. No fat chicks allowed. I'd rather take my chances with the chick with a dick.
Yeah I know I'm a shallow ass bitch, and what of it? At least I admit as such.


I mean fuck.
I actually look more feminine than these women, and I'm not exactly girly looking to begin with. That's something that I'll never understand about internet. Why the fuck am I always approached by the freaks?

I get hot chicks interacting with I most of the time in real life. Yet I'm nerd fodder on internet. Hah hah most of my peepz have Misa Campo added on their myspaces. I don't, because she didn't fucking add me back. (Not surprising. Not even my own relatives who are also models or were at one time don't add me back either.)

That's how much bad luck I have with women on internet. I should thank goodness that my net life is nothing like my real life. (Women are interested in me for some reason when they see I in real life, but I'm treated like a piece of shit online.)
I'm thinking this partly has to do with I being Asian.

You see the only people who are actually attracted to Asians are fetishists, and impotent nerds with no social skills. Now the funny thing is. I don't exactly look "Asian" when it comes to the common American perception of the term. To most Americans when we think of Asian men. We usually think of cats like him.

You know someone who looks weak, childish, easy to dominate. Hell Masi Oka is so small that even the Veronica Mars hottie towers over him in both stature & body mass. (Kristin is only 5'1.)
Alright that's enough of I ripping on him. The basic point that I'm trying to illustrate is that if your Asian. People expect you to either be feminine or at least have a feminine passive like personality. The only reason why Masi is so accepted by mainstream America is because he's a fetish. He's what women go for when they want something that's a bit out of the norm.
How this applies to me is that since I'm Asian. People assume feminine, & zen like qualities into my well being. Regardless of the fact that I'm really just your everyday stuck up snobby ass American who happens to be born a certain ethnicity.

It's my opinion that I would actually attain better online results had I listed myself as either Middle Eastern, or Latin Hispanic. (I technically am partially Hispanic, because I come from a bloodline that's intermixed with Spaniard nobles. I still classify myself as Asian anyway, because both of my parents are Asian.)

I've noticed through out my life experiences that I'm often treated with much more respect when people assume I to be of Latin origin. Not only that, individuals also assume typical Latin stereotypes into my personality such as the dreaded "Latin lover", or the "exotic foreigner".
However I'm just classified as one weird rapist passive aggressive motherfucker whenever people find out that I'm an Asian.
(I hardly ever tell anybody what I ethnicity I am. I let them find out for themselves.)
As such people tend to attribute all these weird ass Masi Oka like qualities into me. Simply, because I'm the same blood stock as he. Which is madness, because I look nothing like him.
Not only that I don't even act passive aggressive to begin with. I'm a blunt stuck up bastard.

It irritates the hell out of me, because some women expect I to have a personality similar to that of a stereotypical Asian. (A follower personality. Someone who kisses up to others, & stays in the background.)
I'm like fuck no. Sure I guess I am somewhat stereotypical.
I'm an asshole chauvinist like a typical East Asian Indian man.
Speaking about the Indians. Shit, some of these fools look like they're kicking some mad game.



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They kinda have reason to be chauvinistic. I don't even know how I could compete with these fools.
They're way too attractive. (& that's I saying that as a straight hetero sexual man.)
I should just be thankful that most Indians seem to only be attracted to other Indians.
Just look at that mothafucka in the suit. He's all like "Make mah sammich, Bitch!"

Now where the fuck was I? You know what fuck it. I'm changing the subject.
I'll conclude this current post in three, or four sentences, & then start a new post about them damn Indians.
Men who are classified as Asian have are likely to attract nerdy ass freaks who lack social skills. Regardless of how the Asian man appears, or acts. Preconceived Asian stereotypes have a tendency to overlap the individuality of the person in question.
(At least when it comes to online match making.)

"On his back more than my ex-girlfriend."

DREAM 9
I stayed up all night yesterday just checking up on the live play by play results in anticipation for the return of the Kid.
I was also gunning for an upset by Jose Conseco, Hah hah.
Fuckin' shit! I can't believe the gangsta lost by split decision.
To think this entire event was centered around his return, and he didn't even make it past the first round, LOL.

I think Kid's problem was that he refused to change up his strategy.
It reminds me of those matches in Street Fighter where the opposition keeps trapping you using the same move over, & over due to a reluctance to change your game.
Kid lost due to a time out.
Just like Street Fighter. Though Kid would've won in SF II terms, because he was doing all the damage.

What really surprised me is how fucking useless Kid's normally good wrestling was in this match.

Got to hand it to Warren though.
He played it smart.
It seems to me that he was only looking for a win over Yamamoto.
Whereas Yamamoto was looking to straight up kill Warren in the ring with one punch.
It's the difference in philosophy between these two that decided the match.

Shit, his wife looks pissed.



Time to reminisce about better days. The guy he's pounding on insulted his sister, and called his wife a whore.








Ah man this was the fight that made me a fan. Hah hah damn Kid's a bitch. Kid just clocked him in the face after he knocked him out.



I swear I never seen a little guy who packed so much power in his punches.

















































Conseco was surprisingly decent. Sure his match was funny as hell, but he sure faired much better than what most would give him credit for. He may have actually had a chance to win if Hong wasn't so damn huge.
I was getting worried that he'd get his ass killed for a bit, because Conseco didn't train for the fight, and he had his fucking girlfriend corner for him. It seems that Jose wasn't aware of how that he was entering into a real sanctioned fight. (He prolly assumed it was another one of those celebrity publicity matches.)




What really killed Conseco was that he kept trying to show off his Tae Kwon Do skills when he should've just stuck to punching.
The main thing that killed Conseco were those damn kicks.
Look at that last Shin kick that Jose connected. Jose's shin must've been in serious pain after that.

If I were him I would've only went with heel kicks & kicks that use the sole of my feet.
In general what he should've done with his kicking arsenal was use them to position his punches. Kick Hong away hard enough, and then rush in with a mean hook or two while Hong's readjusting his guard.

I swear a straight from a trained Jose has the potential to knock a giant out. It's too bad Jose may never fight again. (Look at the terror in his eyes once he got socked in the face.)



As expected, Jose got canned.
Look at how fucking clueless he looks in the pic.
Still though I think it's fucking hilarious how an Ex Baseball player actually put up a much better match than actual trained fighters such as Bob Sapp, & Mark hunt.
Who were also fighting in the card last night.

Props to the Juice man.
A toast to Jose, for getting his ass beat.
Getting paid 6 figures just to get his ass beat, and actually doing some damage while getting beat down.

Roidnosaurus Rex deserves to be rewarded with a stable of sexy ass big butt Brazilians in a string bikini.

Hot diggity damn her thighs are mesmerizing.

This is pure Ass part 1

Something smells like shit.
This Ass is for you.


Metal Gear Solid 5 is coming.
t(*o<)/
http://killer7.6.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=1484

Xed51 wrote:

On the other hand, gameplay doesen't really matter, because mgs4 has such a wonderfullllll story of sacrifice and devotion! And it is also a tale of resurrection!

Release date: 2012, it's not the end of the world. It's only the begining of a resurrection!
The latest installment in the mainstream smash hit Metal Gear Solid franchise has joined forces with Namco
as Snake stealthily assaults the Action RPG genre by storm.
"You were the lightning on that rainy day"

Monkey Graduation: How do ya like that Ball in a Cup?

This, is ASS.
This is ASS when your brain subscribes to ill conceived rules of thought. Check the Monkey blog in the first post.



In others words, your brain is full of shit.
Just like your ass. Just like her ass.
Except she has an edge over people like you.
She does not need to use her brain,
because she has a nice ass.

You on the other hand... are just a monkey.
A monkey going through the processes of evolution.
On a never ending quest for you, the monkey. To finally move on from the Ball in a Cup, and to proceed lighting your first fire with matches. So monkey, are you up to the task?

1. Monkey, do not think that for one moment that you are saying something that's actually intelligent.
Simply because you are well articulated does not mean that you are actually bright. All it implies is that you're a great wordsmith, an orator.

2. A great orator though you are. This does not give you the excuse to indirectly demean, & ridicule through the use of euphemisms. Afterall a monkey in a suit. Is still just a monkey in a suit. A poser.

3. I couldn't care less how many individuals agree with you. It doesn't make your points any less wrong.
Conversations are not a democracy where "correctness" is equal to "numbers".

4. Start using your own terminology, and your own words.
Anybody can pass off as well spoken when aided by prewritten material.

Just ask Obam-HUH.

You don't impress I one bit with your rehearsed theatrics.

Still editing: I got sidetracked. So I'll finish this post later. It was supposed to be a post where I talk shit about the various imbeciles I came across back when I was the webmaster of K7 SIN.

Falling part 1

Since I randomly decided to start posting at this blog again.
I figure that I might as well repost several posts I've made at other blogs.
(I don't feel like taking the time to write some new posts for the time being. There's a lot I want to talk shit about, but so little time.)
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24 September 2004 @ 06:37 am

Note: I had to rewrite this post, because it was originally written in unintelligible ghetto speak.
Go here to see the original post.
It's interesting to see how much has changed since then. Most of them are still missing in action. Zeebra who back in 2004 was recently seen as a traitor to his old B-boy image. Is now as of today March 2009 still being a punkass mainstream faggot. The difference now is that hardly anybody remembers that he used to be hiphop. (Instead of some jap wannabe Jay-Z.)


Have you seen my? Part1 -I'm planning to do this until the end of the year. Which is two more months since my ass is off to Vegas for the holidays until the new year.

Zeebra
Real name: Hideyuki Sakakura
Birth: 1971/4/2
Height: 178cm,5'10
Blood type: B
Favorite food: ankimo
Favorite brand of cigarette: Marlboro light

Formerly the legendary Jonan hustla rhyme of the Katana.
Seems to have lost his way recently,and now currently raps for teenage girls.
Has a half brother that goes by the stage name Sphere of Influence.
So all you young female fans out there that desperately want to know more about Zeebra even though he's married for the third time
I just saved you some effort,and told you some of his basic stats.
No reason for Zeebra to be here,
just wanted an excuse to post this comical ass pic of him.


Shina Junpei

I had originally assumed that Shina was a Korean man hiding underneath a Japanese name. (Zanichi)
It turns out that he's actually the older brother of Shina Ringo.
I should've known as both of them seem to be quite mysterious,and both bring in loads of flavour to their respective genres.
While listed as R&B Shina Junpei is more on that Jazz / gospel ish. (The real R&B sound. Though it should be noted that most so called "R&B" artisists from Japan tend to go for that mainstreamish club sound.)
One must wonder where the hell is he at. He hasn't dropped anything since last year.
I heard his house burnt down,so that's prolly why he hadn't released nothing new yet.


Kweon So Young
Not a good picture of her at all,but I couldn't find any website on the net that actually knew about her.
If you've seen Kweon, So Youngs C.O.C. Choice of Cinderella,than you already know why she's up here.
She was looking damn fly up in that video.
Music is aight,but she was banging off the charts with them solid good looks.
Although she's nowhere near as nice looking without the make up.
No matter though it's all good.
What is she doing now? Perhaps she should've gotten into some porn scandal like this one gasoo did way back.


Chika - Deeps AKA DPS

Link to unofficail fansite - http://hidepooh.hp.infoseek.co.jp/deeps.html
The sexy & cute girl from ko gal group Deeps also known as DPS -Not to be confused with an indie visual kei band known as DPS Dead Pop stars.-
Though some criticize her for being short 155cm.
Who gives a mad fuck? I mean I couldn't care less about a woman's height.

It's all bout the charisma & charm.(and big ol' butt & tits which she doesn't have,but what Chika has is good enough.)
Aight enough with the sexist remarks.... I still ask myself, what is Chika doing now?
All I have to add is she better watch out,because she has a lot of admirers...I being one of them.

Miu Sakamoto

Link to her website? -Not sure if it's official or not since back in the day it used to be her personal site. http://www.miuskmt.com/
The daughter of famous musician Ryuchi Sakamoto.
At first glance one would think she's another sexy R&B/pop bimbo,but in reality Miu actually follows her fathers footsteps,and actually creates real productive music.
Her voice is what probably differs her from the rest of the pack as she is a soprano.
I tell you part-nah this beauty has one angelic voice.
If she ever made a 2nd album I'd buy it on the spot.
Born in japan,but grew up in NY.
In fact Miu still lives in New York.
Probably the main reason why she doesn't really much sounds of euphoria to illuminate thy earlobes.
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Note: As you can see from this post. I was a terribly horrible writer back in the day. I wrote the same I spoke.

I've had it with these fuckin' Hamsters on a plane! part 2

Since I randomly decided to start posting at this blog again.
I figure that I might as well repost several posts I've made at other blogs.
(I don't feel like taking the time to write some new posts for the time being. There's a lot I want to talk shit about, but so little time.)
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14 February 2009 @ 03:37 pm

I usually don't write blog posts much , but I just had to write this joint up, because it was one of the weirdest fucking dreams that I ever had. This shit is even more fucked up then part one. Which was about a blonde midget bitch in Nike windbreakers with a passing resemblance to Gwen Stefani who kept calling me a five yr. old through 7 different dreams, until I finally punched her in the face.

I've had it with these fuckin' Hamsters on a plane! part 2

I just had the weirdest fucking dream. It was some cross over movie between Batman, & Fushigi Yugi.
I saw the dream from two points of view. One as the Chad grunger guy from Sailor Moon who bummed around the hot chick, Rei Hino's house. Coincidentally the "rei Hino" chick of this dream happened to be that
"We fought wars in Baghdad over her"
girl , who happened to be a fan of Rei Hino in real life.
The other pov as me. Just a mere random mothafucka who stayed over the night to watch the big premier of the movie that "that girl" starred in.(She was Miaka.)
Yes that's right she was in the Batman meets Fushigi Yugi movie. (Not what the film was actually called, as only fans of Fushigi Yugi would know that it's actually some fucked up crossover with Fushigi yugi.)

In the begining we see the Chad guy trying to make the moves on "that rei girl", and well just like Sailor Moon she shrugs him off every time with the Chad guy making a fool of himself, falling down the stairs, & shit.
A couple moments later my mom drops me off at their house, and I'm depicted as my 21 yr. old self, and I'm sporting my trademark mobster pimp look.
"that rei girl's" mom was represented as my aunt who has enormously huge fake nasty ass tits.
Hell, the mom was like the only woman who spoke to I in this entire dream.
Well anyway some typical ass anime shit happens between the people in the house, but then it starts to take a turn for the weird when the dream fast forwards 30 days into the future.

Chad is trying to deliver roses to "that rei girl" for valentines day, but he has a hard time finding her.
He eventually gets sucked up inside the toilet of "that rei girls" house, and finds himself in what looks like modern day Shibuya, but everybody is dressed up as if they just stepped out of a fucking time machine, because they're all wearing kimonos, and shit.
Chad's like "where the fuck am I?"
He runs up some stairs leading up to a bridge walk way in a nearby mall, and runs into "that Rei girl".
Her eye's widen, and exasperatedly asks him "What are you doing here?" "How'd you get here?"
Chad is like "I, I have no idea." "I just wanted to bring these to you" (Referring to his bouquet of roses.)
"That rei girl" looks at the roses, shakes her head, and calls him an idiot.
Might I add, that during this portion of the dream "the rei chick" is actually dressed up as Miaka, and even has her hair worn up like Miaka.

She pretty much looked exactly like Miaka, except with dark blackish brown hair.
Some stupid ass song comes on, probably a theme from Fushigi Yugi. I wouldn't know, because I never seen Fushigi Yugi before. I've watched a couple of episodes when my pops held a job in Japan, but hell if I know what the hell was going on in them.
I never know what the fuck is going on in these stupid anime shows. I do like anime, but only the badass anime like Golgo 13, Ninja Scroll, Basilisk, shit that contains plots that actually make some fucking sense.

We're then treated to a montage of events that Chad & Rei girl go through in this imaginary Modern japan world where mothafuckas are still geared up in Hakamas, and all the women were wearing loosed fitted kimonos with no sashes like it was some fucking period era pinku eiga.
In this montage we see the young couple jumping over explosions, kissing while falling free fall in midair in the middle of the fucking sky, HAh hah. I even saw one scene it was the stereotypical Asian melo drama scene where they both attempt to kill each other in the middle of a mothafucking ocean to some horrible asian love music, during a rainy ass stormy night, yet their hair still managed to look perfect, and they kept telling each other "I love you". It was fucking nauseating.
WHO WRITES THIS SHIT!? Was what I kept saying to myself.
The couple were doing all sorts of crazy ass shit in this montage that them dumb mothafuckas do in their dumbass animes.

The montage finally ends ,and the dream gets back to me. Waiting at the house. Doing jack shit, being bored as fuck.
A couple hours later the movie premier begins.
I was came there with the main star woman, but we didn't speak to each other at all.
Well, nothing substantial that I could remember at least.
SO the movie starts.
It's Batman, by the fucking Wachowski bros.
Yes, you could already imagine how that shit turned out.
It was like Speed Racer. Bright ass animu colours that make your eyes bleed, and all these random ass asian people, who you don't even know who the fuck they are, and to make matters worse.
Their role in the movie didn't even make any fucking sense.
Just like Rain, & his asian crew in Speed Racer.

I'm like WTF! What the FUck is this shit!
When I watch a movie, I expect to see a mothafucking plot. Not this random ass shit with Batman fighting crime, and then for some unknown reason we cut to these scenes of random ass asian people. Doing whatever the fuck people think asians do.
(Kung fu, Drift racing,import models, breakdancing, typical ass shit that Asian Americans do.
Fuck Asian American culture. Asian American culture sucks, because half the shit they do isn't even Asian to begin with.)
Here's the twist though. The asian scenes were actually the Fushigi Yugi part of the movie.
In fact that montage scene, and the part when Chad gets sucked down a toilet were actually part of the Batman movie.
Don't even bother to ask me what the fuck Fushigi yugi had to do with Batman, because whoever wrote the mothafucking script needs to get fucking shot for this abortion of a screenplay.
IT MADE NO FUCKING SENSE AT ALL!
The movie sucked so much ass that most people who came to see the movie actually walked out before it even ended.

Even the lead actress, the girl who I supposedly came with walked out before the movie ended.
Batman was supposed to get sucked into The Fushigi Yugi world himself, and he gets into a rivalry with the Chad guy, because it turns out that the Chad guy is actually an ancient triad mob king who was distantly related to Xiang Yu, Lu Bu, and mothafucking
Genghis Khan


or some other random ass shit like FU Manchu, that some racist ass mothafuck came up with off the top of his head.
Well Rei girl, and Batman were also supposed to kiss & have some steamy ass hot sex with each other during the movie, but I never got to see that part. (Yes I remained at the theater long after the lead star girl walked out of the screening.)
Why? There was this big ass farmer looking dude sitting a seat next to the lead star girl.
He was there with a girl, but I guess that was just his sister.
Why you may ask, because this big mothafucka tried to make moves on me.
He even put his bigass hands on my shoulder.
That's when my ninja speed counter reaction senses kicked in, and I automatically punched him in the face.
I was like
"What the fuck is wrong with you bitch. You gay or some shit! Get's the fuck on out of here."

That's when everybody started leaving the theater. Granted there wasn't many people left in the theater to begin with, because the Batman/Fushigi Yugi movie was fucking horrible as hell.
(Since this was the Wachowski bros. There were also some mandatory Fastfood restaurant pseudo philosophy French Man scenes that just went on forever, and ever, and ever, and we didn't even get the added benefit of a Monica Belluci make out scene.)
Well, anyway the big gay ass mothafucka I punched, just shrugged it off and was like
"What?, I wasn't doing anything."
I was like hell nah, so I finally walked out of the shitty ass movie.
Here's the problem though, since the girl I was with stormed off without me.
I had no idea where to go, because I completely forgot where the fuck she lived.
So I started walking back home.
I don't know what the fuck it was. It must've been open season night or some shit, but another gay ass mothafucka tried to come on to me.
Except this time he had slicked back hair, and he was average sized. About 6 ft, 165ibls or some shit.
Or at least I assumed so, because I knocked this mothafucka's teeth clean the fuck out with one fucking punch.
I sent his gay ass to the pavement. This is Concrete Brawlaz, bitch!

So I'm walking home, I'm walking straight into a landfill... and another gayass mothafucka tried to grab my nuts or some shit.
I was going to kick his ass too, but I was like ah fuck it, because I finally realized that I too was in my own movie.
It was "Land of the Dead", but replace the zombie's with gay ass mothafuckas.
So I was actually in a movie called
"Land of the Gays"
To those of y'all who already know how much Land of the Dead sucked ass.
Then you already know what's coming up.

Basically Land of the Dead was political satire of the Bush regime, and it also served as a social political message about how you shouldn't treat zombies like shit. Even though they eat us humans, Eat girl's nipple rings out, eat our children, and they kill lesbians! I hate lesbians, because they don't screw men, but that's beside the point.
Why, in Romero's world Zombies are people too.
You could just imagine how absurd this concept got with Zombie's being replaced by Gays.
Just watch this clip I uploaded, but mentally replace all those fucking zombie with some of the gayest fruits who you have ever seen.

When Riley says "They're just looking for a place to live." Try to project him saying that about the Land of the living dead Gays.
There was probably even a gay equivalent of "Big Daddy" the zombie who lead the Zombie rebellion from Land of the dead as well, but I didn't stick around.
I woke up when I realized how fucked up the dream became.
I didn't want to be eaten out by a bunch of gay mothafuckas like what had happened to the people in Land of the Dead when the heroic zombies came to eat their brains out.

t(^o*)t In a nutshell what had happened was...
The beginning of my dream was really just the set up for a horror movie.
You know like how Michael Jackson's Thriller began at a movie theater? Same shit here.
Except you replace the dancing Zombies, with dancing Gay ass homosexuals.
Think YMCA, but with a murderous intent to get inside your pants.
The Batman Fushigi Yugi crossover movie directed by the Wachowski bros. was just a movie within a movie, that in itself was also part of a movie.
You know what this sounds like?
A parody of David Lynch's Inland Empire.
which was also a movie, inside a movie, inside another movie, that happened to be another movie, on top of a skit about some creepy ass rabbits, that also originated from another skit about an Asian girl and her friend that was later used in the movie except they replaced the asian girl with another Japanese girl who talks about her friend who had a hole in her vaginal wall. That said girl turned out to be blonde wigged Masuimi Max who had a monkey that took a shit everywhere (These are Lynch's words about that damn monkey, not mine.), but then that skit itself was also made into a movie.

Damn, I'm just glad I woke up before the Gay rebellion came over to where I reside, and started unleashing Gay ass Armageddon on us all.

This is no joke. I honestly did dream all this shit. Just a couple hours ago.
Damn, why can't I have a simple fucking dream where Tsubaki finally makes a new (R&B soul/Enka influenced) album for once?
I always have to dream this weird ass shit about Blonde midgets, murderous gays, & fine ass bitches like
Hoshino, Miku 星野美空 (Misora, whatever I don't care. She's hot that's all that matters.)



who turn out to be some insane underdground mob boss of the Peruvian/Brazilian faction of the Kinki (Osaka) prefecture.
It'd be nice to have a normal dream for once where I'm porking the hell out of her, rather than being car chased, about to get gunned down by the sexy ass beacth.

Whale Fuckers

Speaking of dreams, I used to have a dream where this annoying Black kid named Aaron Williamson would pop up, and I tried to beat him senseless.
All he would do is laugh back at me.
This kid is one of the main reasons why I dropped out of school. I would've got deported out of Japan had I stayed in school, and beat the living shit out of this fucka for being such a wannabe G.
He was a semi popular kid, and the fucker always tried to diss me, because he thinks I'm wannabe Black.
Look at me bitch. Do I look wannabe Black to you? Wannabe Italian maybe, but Black? Not really.
I speak the way I do, because I'm street. That has nothing to do with being Black at all. (You just see more trailer/ghettoe trash Blacks which is why you see such a disproportionate amount of them speaking & acting improper.)

What I really hated about this Aaron Williamson mother fucker. Is how he always hijacked my shit. He acted like a girl. He would spread false rumours about me & everything.
One time he got so afraid of my influence, because his younger bro invited me to hang out with them, in their crew called the Hot boys.
(Though realistically only I, and his younger bro could truly be considered hot. The rest were just "okay" looking, or straight up ugly like that wannabe G I'm taking shit about.)
Speaking of which "Hot boys" Come on that has to be the gayest ass name for a crew. Fuck that shit, I'd name it Tits & Ass, because that's what I want.

I eventually lost all my rep with the American kids in Iwakuni, because this buster wouldn't stop talking shit about me, and I wouldn't do anything back.
I never did anything back to this bitch made mothafucka, because I couldn't.
Most kids had a hard time believing that I had to make a pact with the principal before she could accept me back into school.
I actually broke the pact the first day I came to school.
So she threatened to expel me for good if I got into one more fight.
Hell most kids had a hard time believing that I was actually a 18/19 yr. old being enrolled into the 9th grade.
(It should be obvious imo. I was the only kid in school who looked "experienced".)

Well fuck it, I could see that I went nowhere with this gayass post.
I'll just say that I had the laugh of my life when I was told that the Aaaron Williamson punk is actually a Whale fucker. *He screws fat bloated white chicks.*
I'm like shit, for a punkass bitch who fronts like he has some mad game. he sure as hell stoops low to get some booty, HAHAH HAHAH HAH!

You don't ever see that shit with me, because I normally attract pretty women. Sure I attract a lot of fat chicks, underaged girls, & freaks too.
The difference is that I don't ever get involved, or intimate with them.
My standards are too high.
Some people even made awful rumours about how I screwed some of these freaks.
Obviously false, because anybody who knows me would know that I'm not exactly a flirt.
Me making out with some random ugly bitch is one of the last things that I'd ever do.
If I had many opportunities to fuck some extremely hot ladies.
Yet I chose not to do a single thing with them.
Then obviously I wouldn't be desperate enough to bag a fat chick either.
It didn't matter to me, because I'd get the last laugh whenever some bitch they were crushing on would hit on me. Right in front of their faces, hah take that.
You're better off sucking on your own dick, fags.

I've had it with these fuckin' Hamsters on a plane!

Since I randomly decided to start posting at this blog again.
I figure that I might as well repost several posts I've made at other blogs.
(I don't feel like taking the time to write some new posts for the time being. There's a lot I want to talk shit about, but so little time.)
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05 February 2009 @ 11:41 am
I've just noticed something about the dreams that I been having lately.
Most of them feature characters who are based off or look & act exactly like classmates I once had back in 7th grade & 8th grade.

Let me do a little role call of the fuckin' fools I keep seeing in my dreams.

7th grade (Caii)
Weird looking Puerto Rican chick with combed back hair, who's kinda hot
Hot Black chick with long curly hair. Possibly part Latina.
Blonde White chick geared up in Nike wind breakers.

8th grade (Vegas)
Big Irish dude I used to tag along with
Buzz cut White kid who's part Korean somewhere in his bloodline.
Fat checkoslovakian girl who was friends with the both of them. I tagged along with all three.

So this dream I just had today. (I didn't go to sleep until 6 in the morning, because I stayed up all night playing Nobunaga's Ambition.)
It basically started off with I hanging out with those White peepz listed in the 8th grade category. They were part of the alternative crowd. They were punks, rockers, whatever the hell they were. I don't care. I just know that I'm often grouped up with the alternative crowd. (Even the my style is overtly "gangsta" or "pimp".)
The moment I got into class. It seems that my teacher was actually an English teach I had the first time I went to 9th grade in Japan.
(I was forcibly dropped out the first time I attended 9th, and I dropped out again after I passed the 9th grade.)
I think the Teach's name was Ms. Wilson, or some shit. I don't give a fuck she was just a fat Black woman who all the kids seemed to like for some reason.

Well anyway I was sitting in the back along with the weird looking peurto rican chick, and Hot black girl with curly hair.
(I think I should add that I'm in these dreams as the person who I am now. That mothafucka you see in my LJ icon. I was classmates with these mothafuckas back when I still looked Chinkanese like this.)
They were doing some small talk with each other. I wasn't paying attention to what the fuck they were saying. It should be noted that both of them actually were friend's with each other in real life.

Ah wait a minute I just remembered that I was actually sitting a desk diagonally behind the White girl in Nike windbreakers, but then I decided to move to the back with the two hot chicks.
That white Nike girl was a short ass bitch, stuck up too. She kinda had that "classic" 50's look going on like Gwen Stefani, except you know Gwen's actually pretty. Gwen may have dabbled in hip hop, but at least she didn't dress the part.
Blah blah blah, long story short. The kids I knew during my 8th grade year decided to skip during class so I joined in.
(At the same time Kianna, The hot black girl was reading some shit for English class.)
Course since this is the me who I am now. I didn't exactly hang out with the 8th grade peeps who I once knew. Instead I cruised with them until we got out of campus, and then I split off on my own like the pure fucking badass I am. (or at least have been since the two times I enrolled into 9th grade.)

So what I do? Doing what I always do. Spying on mothafuckers gathering information & shit. Straight up reconnaissance bitch.
I was spying on the kids I ditched class with. Damn part-nah they were doing jack shit. I was like fuck, y'all call this fun?
I decided to go back to class where I saw the hot black chick crying, and her puerto rican friend trying to console her.
I walked up to them, and then pronounced a word that they were having trouble enunciating.
(Yeah, I know that's fucking racist, but I'm just recalling the dream as it happened.)
The hot black chick thanked me, and then she spoke to me as if we were down or some shit.
That's when I began to realize that this was a dream, because if I recall correctly. We never actually spoke to each other irl.
(Sounds like my story with most pretty chicks I had business with in my life.)

Kinda makes me wonder. Was this chick sorta attracted to me irl? It doesn't matter. I don't give a fuck.
The only part of the dream that I care about is at the end of it when that short ass Blonde White bitch dressed up like some G homie in her shitty ass nike wind breakers was all talking mad shit.
She was talking bullshit to a Black kid. Who I assume is supposed to be Chris from seasons 3 & 4 of Degrassi.
That Chris kid then moved to the back of the class where the hot Black & Puerto rican girls were chilling at.
I decided to playfully jump in the argument.
Then that Blonde bitch's attention turned toward me, and she started calling me a five yr. old.
I was like wtf? After having 5 or 6 dreams of this short ass bitch calling me a five yr. old I finally snapped, and I clocked the bitch.
I didn't slap her. I straight up punched her in the face. She kept talking shit when I punched her.
Shit was funny, because after all these dreams. I thought I was just hearing things, but it finally registered to me that some whore in a dream actually was calling me a five yr. old.

I retorted with "Who the hell are you calling a five yr. old. I'm the one who actually says something philosophical every now & then, and I'm also the guy people come to whenever they want advice. What the fuck do you do? You just bitch at everybody, you know what! fuck this shit!"
I then I punched her in the face, hah hah hah.
I then retorted "geah I know asians have a bad reputation for beating up women. (Especially Koreans.), but damn some bitches just need to get beat down, because they talk too much shit.
She kept saying that I wasn't even worth it. (In regards to her explaining wtf she means when she calls me a five yr. old.)

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I then woke up.............blah. What's funny is that nike girl actually was the bitch in real life. I always wanted to hit her, but I wasn't a bonafide badass yet. (I still cared about what others thought about me.)

Back again!

Finally back after a long ass hiatus.
If you read my post prior to this one then I'll start off by saying that I didn't get kicked out. I discovered my love for Soul music & ballads during that shit.
I was actually deciding between using Vox or this site when it comes to blog posts.
While Vox looks far more presentable in my opinion. Writing the actual posts there is complicated as hell.
I end up spending an hour or two just to type one post because adding images to a post & what not is way too much of a hassle at Vox.

In October 2008 I thought I finally decided on a career path only to be rudely awakened by my past that I couldn't get out of my head for 10 years.
Ultimately it lead to I remembering everything, unfortunately this led to I abandoning the career choice that I was about to embark on. (My initial goal was to prevent future Camellia's from fading into obscurity. Which was why I was considering entering the music biz as a promoter & producer.), and most of all I finally tied up loose ends that were always holding me back.
Bitch didn't speak back to me at all, but the message was loud & clear as she locked every single one of pages that she posts on.
I don't give a fuck though. She's fugly now, and she's no longer the same person I remember.
She's actually normal now.
Kinda funny though. Back then I was the nerd, and she was a fucking Hoe. (But sexy)
Now she's some generic ass bitch, and I'm just a fucking loser ass thug who lives in his mama's basement.

Shit happens.

BTW I've redone the blog, and renamed it as well.
Mourning Symphony just sounded way too gothic & pretentious.
I changed it to "Suite 16 Individual Responsibility".
The title is a actually numerology of one & six which means Individual Responsibility.
The full meaning of the title is actually "Retainers of Individual Responsibility."

Yo' Soul caliber ain't sharp enough

I originally posted this rant here,
http://www.cultureuniversal.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=1180
but ain't no mothafuckaz responding so fuck it.
I'd be wondering why the hell it's so fucking dead, If I didn't already know about the background politics that goes on in that site
I can't post this ish at that other so called japanese "urban" forum, because they'll get all offended or what not.

Still it's annoying feeling like I'm talking to a fucking wall. If I wanted to speak to a fucking wall, I'd post at my goddamn blog.
As a matter of fact that's exactly what I'll do.

I stopped listening to Japanese hip hop ish for four years straight. (Since 2004)
I recently got back into it again after I got back into hip hop by listening to some explicit linez, cunnin lynquists & Immortal technique joints.
I come back to checking up the latest developments....
Damn, part-nah.... I do not like what I'm seeing.
There has been a sudden influx of hiphop & r&b artists, and most of them just imitate 90' American hiphop/r&b.
That's not a bad thing persay. Since 90's hip hop sounds infinitely more enjoyable than the most of the ish that gets passed for hiphop in the United States these days.

What i find quite irksome is how it seems like everybody can be a f'ng damn r&b artist these days.
You just need to be dressed up all pretty, & have a decent (but not so great) voice.
Call me crazy, but I ain't feeling Sowelu, Aria, Thelma, May J., Nana, etc. & most of these other artists who on that hip hop tip these days.
I'm also not feeling Crystal K. or Double. Crystal K is not bad. Her music just doesn't do anything for me. Double, as I said a long time ago. Sounds as if she's trying way too hard.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that most of these current hiphop/r&b acts lack "soul".
Or in another words the caliber of their soul is devoid of quality &/or lasting impression.
(I didn't name drop any rappers, because I don't know any. I've heard of SoulJa though & he sucks ass.)

I used to clown on Shimano Momoe & Tsubaki, but I've realized. Unlike the other artists I just name dropped.
Tsubaki & Shimano actually sang with heart & emotion. Most of all. They never came off as imitating American music. (Hell, Tsubaki mostly does soulful ballads. Which is something American artists haven't done successfully for years.)
This is what I'm getting at right here.
I remember the days when almost every J r&b chick could sing.
Tina, Bird, Aco, Sugar Soul (kind of),Mariko Ide, Toko Furuuchi, Shimano Momoe, Silva.
Most of them didn't dance, but so what that's unneeded. They had voices that could move an entire crowd, and I don't mean out of the fucking building.

About the only throw away artist that I could think of was Tyler, but she was actually hot.
(I MEAN SMOKIN' HOT. Most of these new girls just look like teeny bopper sensations.)
Note: What ever happened to Tyler anyway? I would've never thought that she would disappear from the Jhop scene one day.

What the hell did the 2000's give us? The only artists that come to mind are Juju & Tsubaki.
Juju is doing alright. I ain't really feeling her albums, but she does make some good "soulful" music still.
Peep her cut
"Lost & Found "

That's some pimp shit right there.

Tsubaki fell off, but she still makes good music. (Due mostly to her voice.)
The thing is, both Juju & Tsubaki aren't very popular when compared to all the other artists I mentioned earlier in this post.

What am I getting at you may ask?
I remember the days when artists such as Bird, & Aco would get constant airplay.
"Soul" is completely missing from todays Japanese r&b, and it's sad to see it go.
Shit, the only popular group that comes to mind who actually do sing from the heart are friggin' "The Gospellers".
Their singles may be weak, but trust me. They make some pretty on point joints in their albums.
That's another thing that pisses moi off about modern japanese r&b.
Why the F are they always dressed up & acting like hoes?
I like hoes, don't get it twisted, but only when that's part of their personality.
I also can't stand these "fake" tough street smart attitudes such as the vibe I get from the likes of Miliyah Kato or May J.
When I see these girls. I'm like "spend one sec. in a room with moi, and I'll make you cry for your mommy, because y'all haven't seen how hard life is."

PART 2
One thing I've noticed is that most of the artists in Japan who truly do have "soul".
Usually do not nor care about being affiliated with the hiphop or R&B label.
Case in point
Mariko Ide

Sorry, this was the only video that I could find that actually has Mariko singing in it.
Listen to Mariko's voice. Wait until it gets to the breakdown at 1:11.
When was the last time you've heard a Japanese woman sing like that?
This woman truly sang from the heart, and not her f'ng vocal chords.

Another woman who truly stands the test of time is
Toko Furuuchi Many (Japanese) people who have listened to Tsubaki's music have commented at least once about how similar she sounds to Toko Furuuchi.

I don't deny that, especially when you see songs like
Toko's
[b]ginza[/b]


Dare yoni suki nanoni
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qcf4q7yJsf0

Dare yoni suki nanoni was originally made back in the early 90's. Around 95/96, and guess what that song is so powerful that it still gets covered to this day.
Once by Three nation, & another time by Sowelu. Both covers suck dick.
Why, they lacked the emotional vigor of Toko's voice.
It pains me when I think about it.
The only modern day artist who can actually do Toko's music justice is Tsubaki, but she has fell off so hard ever since the height of her popularity back in 2002/2003 that nobody even remembers who she is anymore.

It pisses moi off, because Tsubaki's music actually has substance. I was down with her shit back in 2002, and it still sounds fresh to this day.
Unlike most of these new prepackaged r&b acts of todays Japanese r&b.

Compare a typical Tsubaki joint



"白昼夢 Hakuchuumu"
to a typical new school Japanese R&B cut.

Nana "SHOW GIRL"


May J. "Do'Tha DoTha


I'm not saying that these songs are bad. They're actually pretty good when you consider the style that they are pursuing.
Notice how the new school sounds & looks almost like a direct imitation of late 90's American clubbing music.
(I would've just said American clubbing music, but todays mainstream American joints don't even sound like music anymore.)
That's ok in small doses. However as an adult. I want to listen to music that actually has meaning. Rather than some throwaway shit for the club.
IMO, Namie Amuro is the only clubbing artist y'all really need, because her songs are consistently better than most of the new school Japanese R&B shit anyway.

These days it's getting increasingly harder to find Japanese artists who can sing like Mariko Ide, and Toko Furuuchi.
One look at Tsubaki's fall from grace can tell you exactly why that is.
They don't sell in todays market. Mariko & Toko are still relevant only because they are R&B/soul artists from the 90's. However the doors have been closed for any similar artists from the 2k era.