Tattoo Shop: Beijing China: Cowboy Bebop
It all started when I was sitting on the sofa in Louisville, KY watching adult swim on my Sony Trinitron when this crazy, jazzy, fast action trailer for a cartoon show flashed across the screen! There was something about it! Something that was musical.
That time in my life cartoons where present. I dug the likes of Ghost in the Shell, Tom & Jerry, Thundercats, though I presume I didn’t get enough during my childhood, for I would find myself still in the mood for discovering new Japanimation cartoons. Previous expeditions for such videos were to slip back in the “adult room” at the local video rental stores, Grab a copy of
and pretend it was a mistake my mother wish she never rented… But hey..!!! It’s all cartoon and coloring books at that age.
Adult swim was one of the last creative hours on network tv to fall. MTV or MTV 1 I believe it is called now, helped produce some amazing cartoons back in the day. THE HEAD, THE MAXX, AEON FLUX. Telling one to sneak and stay up during the late night hours during my early years of high school to watch some crazy stories so I could keep up with peers the next day at lunchtime.
” Did you see when that alien burst out of his forehead...”
Bravo to those shows for hanging in there as long as they did before noise making politically correct bullshit started their takeover. Not even going to give titles of any of that cartoon shit! I have lost the ways of watching cartoons after Cowboy Bebop. Which gives me the honor to forever be a fan.
When Cowboy Bebop hit the American airways, it was already 3 years in the making over in Japan. I was in culinary school student living the life on Frankfort Ave, Louisville, KY and while sitting on the sofa with a girl who had an ass that was shaped like an Onion. Oh the joy that brought tears to my eyes, or was it Cowboy Bebop?
Lights, camera, music, and then the action begins. I was hooked immediately. The introduction theme song brought my well-tuned ear a tone I have never related before to visuals projected by the show on the tube. I perked up and paid attention and could never forget how the sessions of a one-off series gave a new mature outlook to cartoons. Surpassing my general idea of Japanese made coloring flip books of perversion and American noise making piles of shit.
“Where’s the love for violence anymore!”
So now the tat!
Back in 2009 when I was building THE brick bar, I gathered quite a few new friends. My India/Nepal travel buddy suggested that we go to this dude he knew who could do some ink for cheap. The taxi ride was about 30 minutes to the east side of 4th ring road of Beijing to an area where the government was tearing down a block in preparation for new development. Smack there in the middle of that block near the cross street walk bridge sits a little group of buildings. Maybe 3-4 doorways present, and smack in the middle of that group of doors was a sign stating:
~Something, something, Chinese, something -TATTOO-~
Without any hesitation, we exited the taxi and proceeded to this guys home/shop. There I present my idea, where he flipped and enlarge to scale. A proper print out job. We went into this tiny room in the back where the ol barber chair set and like any professional TATTOOER, not an artist, he performed his task without flaw.
Thanks, Chinese dude, you’re the shit!
101 Facts of Cowboy Bebop
Yes, I went to the cinema and watched the movie.