However, just a short walk
from Shinjuku’s busy centre is a small warren of streets that can transport you
to a different dimension. Called Golden Gai (Golden
Town ), this scruffy low-rise block of
six narrow laneways is a world away from the glitz of Tokyo . The historic neighbourhood, roughly
the size of a football pitch, is home to about 200 tiny bars, most seating
fewer than 10 patrons.
Each nomiya (drinking place) is vastly different to the
next, themed to punk rock, French Nouvelle Vague cinema or old Nintendo video
games. Shunning
the wide roads and large neon billboards that populate the rest of Tokyo ’s nightlife
districts, Golden Gai’s streets are narrow and crowded, dimly lit and littered
with old bikes and oddly decorated signs. It is a cacophony of bohemian
paraphernalia that competes for visitors’ attention.
In the first half of the 20th Century, Golden Gai was home to a
black market and a haven for prostitutes. Then in the 1960s, its many watering
holes helped the neighbourhood form a new identity, attracting artists,
musicians, poets and filmmakers. Golden Gai has remained the same ever since,
with 80 tenants in the area forming a society to protect the area from
development. Because of this resistance to change, many of the two-storey
buildings are originals from the 1960s.
Equally original are Golden Gai’s modern-day establishments,
with bizarre names like Psychobolic Shadow, Kangaroo Court Decision and Death Match! In Hell. Either
some meaning has been lost in translation or the owners are trying to
out-baffle English-speaking tourists.
Many of the
nomiya are decorated in niche themes. Nana Bar embodies Japan ’s fixation with flamenco
music, the small space squeezing in guest musicians on a weekly basis. Hair
of the Dogs is Golden Gai’s punk bar, which also spins new
wave, ska and hardcore tunes.
Cremaster is an art-house haven with
a gallery upstairs for local artists to show their works. Albatross
G has also been showing local art for 16 years. La Jetee, named after the 1962 Chris
Marker sci-fi film, is a gathering place for disciples of French cinema and the
Nouvelle Vague movement, while at Bar Plastic Model,
punters can wear Mario hats and play old Nintendo 64 video games.
Choosing
an unmarked ground-floor doorway and tottering up a flight of frighteningly
steep wooden stairs, I took a seat at the bar, rubbing shoulders with the lone
patron (with so many tiny doorways, it was hard to tell which nomiya I’d ended
up in). Sitting within toasting distance of the bartender, our party of four
filling the bar to capacity, we polished off a few carafes of steaming sake
while making small talk. Laughing and yelling kanpai! (cheers) was
enough to break down the language barrier.
Many travellers come to Tokyo
to sample a forward-thinking city resplendent with myriad technical wonders.
But in a city that moves as fast as this, it is a comfort to know there is a
slice of the old town left.
Practicalities
Because of the limited space, many nomiya charge a seating or entry fee, typically between 300 and 1,000 yen. They will also often refuse service to big or rowdy groups. To find Golden Gai, alight at the Shinjuku train station’s eastern exit and zigzag your way northeast for about 10 minutes until you reach the Hanazono Shrine.
Because of the limited space, many nomiya charge a seating or entry fee, typically between 300 and 1,000 yen. They will also often refuse service to big or rowdy groups. To find Golden Gai, alight at the Shinjuku train station’s eastern exit and zigzag your way northeast for about 10 minutes until you reach the Hanazono Shrine.
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