Life as an starving artist can be unyielding. Especially amidst the electric furor of a megalopolis like Tokyo.
However, scenes like this are what make it all worthwhile: being gawked at by sweaty geeks from all angles as you squat in your daisy dukes to switch prerecorded back tracks on your 2nd generation iPod mini. Godspeed. I for one believe you won't be lost in the aether of shitty wannabee musicians.