New city, Zhuhai. Population 600,000 and bordering Macao to the north. I can walk to the border where labrynth-like casinos and Portugese are waiting for me. I’ve only been here a day, but I like this place more than Guangzhou. It’s much cleaner. There are fewer people. The place just has a real nice vibe and more of a coastal city feel, including the breeze which relieves some of the insane humidity.

Last night was supposed to be our day off but in the evening a van showed up to pick us up and take us to the place we’re performing at on Saturday. It wouldn’t be so bad if it didn’t interrupt our hotel room viewing of the 2005 remake of Reefer Madness, which is fucking badass.

The club is tremendous. It reminds me very much of a larger version of the 930 club. Very similar arrangement with larger capacity and dozens of KTV rooms. We were told that we’d only have to spend an hour there, so we went to some remote KTV room and had some drinks with the owner of the club and some Coors executives. After 15 minutes in there they lead us out of the room to a second floor balcony where we’re above the DJ booth looking out over the crowd of maybe 600 people, above which there are two ballerina-looking girls swinging on a narrow ladders hanging off the ceiling 20 feet above the crowd. They did Cirque Du Soliel type tricks, hanging off eachother, spinning around, and so forth. It looked very dangerous. After they were done we were led back to the KTV room where they brought the ballerinas a few minutes later. It was weird to see them face to face. Not only were they tiny (maybe 5’0″ tall), but they were so young. They didn’t look to be more than 16, which sort of freaked me out. Regardless, the show was proper business.

I’ve been watching a lot of movies in the last few days. I saw The Manchurian Candidate last night (for the second time; the first time on the flight to Tokyo), Ken Park the night before, and Collateral, The Final Cut, and American Giggalo in the few days before that. The only one that really sucked was The Final Cut, with Robin Williams. The Manchurian Candidate and Collateral are fantastic, Ken Park is among the most fucked up films I’ve ever seen, and American Giggalo is just classy as all hell. I bought Sin City last night and I’ll watch that one soon.

It’s raining really hard here.

Last night fucking rocked and is now the greatest night of the tour so far. The venue wasn’t massive like the one just a few days ago, but it was quite large and also had two areas. The lower level was the club area while another room upstairs was almost like a concert hall with the stage in the center of the room, surrounded by stadium seating which probably accomodated 600 people. When we arrived at 10 the place wasn’t too crowded, but by the time I started at midnight the place was insanely packed – I could hardly walk through there.

The actual gig was a blast – I dropped some old Prodigy and the place completely lost it. Before and after performing we were hanging out in a VIP KTV room in the upper level with a lot of the Coors’ bosses – my bosses¬†bosses’ were in there hanging out with us. They took turns telling me how tall I am and we took some photos – standard fare. I asked for a beer and one of the guys left and came back five minutes later with a fucking crate of beer. I’m not talking a case, I’m talking about a 30-gallon tupperware container filled with ice and Coors (Rocky Mountain Cold). So, I drank a lot. When it was time to play, I went downstairs with my bag and 3 beers in hand. When I was finished I went back upstairs to sit down for a few minutes and have another beer to cool down. After 30 minutes of more drinking, the dice game, and shots of beer with Kim, I went down to the dancefloor. Kim said he couldn’t because our boss told him that he can only dance during the stage performance. Well, he didn’t tell me that.

This was probably the best part. As soon as I walk onto the floor, I’m about a foot taller than most of them and everyone just goes completely nuts. I’m drunk enough to¬†act like an idiot and savour every moment of my own drunken insanity – I hold my arms up and everyone does the same and screams, completely crazy energy. The music was the typical 150bpm super fast Chinese garbage, but I didn’t give a shit. Both of the Kims suddenly showed up on the dancefloor and it got completely crazy for the next 40 minutes or so until we left. We were all going off full brock the entire time, and the crowd was nuts. I can only hope to have that much fun again!

Oh, I got a photo of the gig from the other night off Kim’s camera which I posted. I wish I had gotten one of me in front of the crowd.