Once upon a time I liked to write actual posts and put up translations here, but with the birth of the Sakuga Blog (which you should read and maybe donate to!), all that content’s far more fitting to go there. Instead, it’s time to just fill this blog up with live reports because hey, it’s nice penning down your thoughts after particularly amazing lives — which Anisama most definitely was.
Let’s start off by saying that attending Anisama has been on my bucket list for the past 7 or so years now; it’s the ultimate gathering of pretty much everyone’s favourite artists, made all the more special through unthinkable collaborations (Marty Friedman becoming a member of Yuru Yuri’s Gorakubu, just to name one), so I wanted to attend at least once. Many things had prevented me from doing so however, such as having no hookups to get tickets during the earlier years, and then simply not having the money once that stopped being an issue.
Things went a bit different this year, however. Not only was money becoming less of an issue as my career took off, but each announcement revealing the performers pandered to me on levels which had never been seen before. Day 2 was essentially full of all my favourites, and I knew for a fact that I’d regret missing this for the rest of my life, so I pulled the trigger without hesitation. Fast forward to August and I’ve got tickets for all 3 days, but a slight bump in the road prevents me from flying out in time to make it for day 1. Under normal circumstances one would give up after that; flying from Glasgow to to Tokyo takes a wee while after all, so making it on time for day 2 after that would prove to be a struggle. Fortunately (?) I’m a bit of a madman, and chose to arrive on the morning of day 2 and head straight to Saitama Super Arena on no sleep, praying that adrenaline could power me through the five or so hours of going wild that awaited.
Ho boy, did it ever.