On a bus or a taxi going through Kyoto, Japan in August 1990 I saw a club called "Pignose Jazz." The name was burned in my memory for some reason, probably because I was just starting to fall in love with jazz at that point in my life.
A quick google search yields a "talk about Kyoto" page (in Japanses) listing "Pignose" along with a couple other jazz clubs. I am oddly gratified that the place still exists, despite never having set foot in the place.
The dead rise again!
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*The Headless Horseman!*
*28mm scale*
*In the dark shadow of the grove, on the margin of the brook, he beheld
something huge, misshapen, black, and towe...
4 days ago
remember the Sanjo Cupola? With the Shakey's Pizza?
ReplyDeleteOf course! Nothing says "comfort food" to a trio of Americans abroad like a pizza with squid on it.
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