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"Japanese Fever Dream"
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You get called up to play the Tokyo jazz fest last minute. The promoter promises you a first class ticket with all gratuities covered. No questions asked you pack your stuff and hop on the plane.
By the time you land you've helped yourself to all the on flight refreshments, and as you stumble into your hotel the concierge assures you there is a first class suite awaiting you. You thank him kindly and trip your way up 18 flights of stairs. By the time you reach your room you begin to wonder if you're coming down with something.
You're sweating so you chug some water and put on the tv. Flipping thru the channels it's all swimsuit models, workout tapes, and robots with cheesy graphics. You lay down when all of a sudden you hear a knock on the door.
Complimentary massage! How could you pass? She tells you take off your robe and relax, and as her oily hands find all those knots you begin to drift off deep in your imagination.
The ground seems to rise and fall and soon you are in another dimension...