- (Neo-Kimbaku):
In my mind I named his performance: Kimbaku from Blade Runner; with florescent ropes, the laser beams and the woman totally covered in a metallic black zentai suit, it had a dark and futuristic vibe to it (the music was perfect too, of course).
It was an incredibly awesome performance, something from the future and the past at the same time, a succession of evolving complex suspensions, climaxing with yet a series of inverted suspensions. The whole time, ropes masterly placed and released and moved and adjusted to distribute and change the stress and suspensions point over the whole performance.
A pure art show where the model, the ropes, the laser lights are all tools in the nawashi's hands to create this surreal atmosphere, between dream and wake, fantasy and reality.
The zentai suit clad model was so objectified that you forget that there is actually a real person in there and not a mannequin that has been spinning and suspended upside down for all this time.
As for the sexual element, it was very subliminal: there and yet present, like the fact that each walking person is a living proof of sex happening all the time and yet nobody really thinks about it.
I had to basically remember to close my mouth as my jaw got stuck in the open position, totally in awe of the mind blowing combination of rope skills, spacial and aural mastery (the concept of 間), and sadistic mind able to push the model to the limit without "breaking" her.
The rope bottom in me started to worry mid-show about her and try to see signs of conscious movements as I could not imagine being used for so long without passing out. She was absolutely fine at the end, proof that it takes actually a good level of communication and knowledge of each other to pull off such edgy scenes.
I wish I had a picture, but it would still not give enough honor to the reality of it.
-Esinem(from the UK):
My title of his performance would have be: "Love hurts (and it hurts me too)."
With a totally different feeling, it started off with a very slow paced and sensual newasa, where you could feel the emphasis was on the woman: tied and tormented because a love so intense can only hurt.
Hot wax was poured on her while she was still sitting on the floor; the hot wax as a symbol of the hot feeling running between the nawashi and the model, the torturer and the tortured. And in all that, the torturer deeply connected and feeling the pain he is inflicting.
From there, he moved to a quick paced suspension, where the emphasis was more about the pain, with changing ties culminating in flower placed in the ropes and hit off with a single tail to the yelping of the model, in a symbolic deflowering.
The torturer satisfied, she was released and the love/care reestablished.
What I unfortunately missed on that Sunday are the following: Midori, Osada Steve and the other Ichinanwanokai members.
Authors: rida