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A-Kon finally got the facility it needed in 2004. The larger location
didn't remove the event's quirks, but it eliminated the convention's
space shortage and turned it into a different kind of show.
In the previous years that the author of this site went to the
convention, A-Kon always was crowded and cramped. The solution was to
find the largest convention hotel combination in Dallas, the Adam's
Mark hotel that is connected via skybridge to the convention center
across the street. Finally, with the space the convention needed, the
dealer's room got all of the open strolling and shopping area that it
never had before. More importantly, A-Kon used the open space to give
vendors and fan artists extra space for exhibits and tables. Those who
have attended Otakon and its huge artists' alley hall would get an idea
of what A-Kon had; it looked as if no one who wanted space at A-Kon was
turned away.
The added space for the vendors and artists changed A-Kon from just
another large convention, giving it a festive street fair feeling.
The Adam's Mark did not have enough elevators in its three guest room
towers to comfortably handle the never-ending peak traffic of an anime
convention weekend. Usually, fans are advised at conventions to not use
the elevators and take the stairs, but fans complained that the access
from the stairs to other floors was locked or blocked, leaving them
only escape access to the ground floor. That made the elevator service
the only way to get even from one floor to the next, it seemed, and
made the elevator traffic even worse.
The author sneaked through some interior hotel service corridors a
couple of times to avoid the elevators. Rather than making it look as
if they were kicking the author out of places he shouldn't have been,
sympathetic hotel employees showed the author the best paths to the
lobby.
Also, the Adam's Mark did have the best fan buffet ever spotted by this
author, a second-floor treat that had shockingly low prices. The hotel
charged $2 for a slice of pizza, but they defined a "slice" as
one-quarter of a pie, while some vendors say a slice is an eighth of a
pie. That move made the hotel a strong competitor to delivery companies
and a nearby food court. It was one of the high points of the weekend.
This site wanted to bring you more more pictures of the J-rock bands that
graced the convention, but promoters and managers didn't want pictures
taken of most of the groups. A big exception was young singer Nami Tamaki. She's enthusiastic
about her work, and seems to be trying to stay as much a normal
teenager as possible. The 16-year-old Tamaki does not have a voice as
powerful as older singers such as Koda Kumi, and she'll have to work on
the high end of her register, but her dancing is great to watch.
And that dancing is where you could tell a lot of work was done. It's
hard to tell from our pictures, but Tamaki had eight dancers with her
on stage, each prettier and more energetic than the next. None of the
other singers with backup dancers that we've seen have had more than
two dancers onstage, and it's a credit to Tofu Records that they went
to the expense of bringing over the people to fill the stage. Thanks to
those performers, it was as much a dance show as a singing show, with
the sort of constant motion and action you'd expect to see only in a
choreographed Broadway musical.
The author felt fortunate to get the pictures he wanted, because he was
working with this second-string equipment. During the previous
weekend's two-convention trip, the shutter on his Canon D30 digital SLR
started malfunctioning, a sign that the author took too many pictures
in the year since it was last fixed. The Canon camera's gone back to
the repair shop with hopes of a reasonably low estimate.
In the meantime, the author broke out his backup camera, the Olympus
C-2100UZ from three years ago. It's still a good camera that can handle
80 percent of the D30's work, but the C-2100UZ doesn't respond as fast
as the Canon. That's why the author missed some shots during the
Saturday night costume contest (including Doc Fraga's debut in his
wrestling mask).
If you tried to look at some of the pictures on Saturday and found
blank spaces; apologies, but the cell phone internet access was weak at
the convention, and some uploads failed. We managed to fix all of that
by Saturday night after the costume contest was over. The best the
Adam's Mark offered was dial up access because their advertised
high-speed access didn't work.
As always, the author missed some of the events he wanted to cover. On
Saturday morning, an eight-actor event was scheduled for the same time
as a panel on Yoshitoshi Abe's work featuring Marc Hairston, Carrie
Savage and Jonathan Klein. This writer went to the eight-actor panel
and forgot about the Abe panel until Savage reminded him of the event
when she spotted the author in a hallway.
And the author nearly missed the start of the costume contest for an unusual reason: the event started nearly ten minutes early.
Assuming that A-Kon would follow the standard convention pattern of
ridiculously late starting times for the contests, the author was
sitting at a table, the notebook PC plugged into a wall outlet, when
contest announcer Brad DeMoss said the event was going to start on
time. The author stopped the FTP upload, shut down the computer and
rushed into the ballroom, just in time to see the first entry. That
interrupted upload was another reason there were some pictures and
files missing from the web site over the weekend.
The acting star of this show was Scott McNeil. who seemed to always
have a cloud of fans around him and never stopped signing autographs.
At the planned actors' autograph session, McNeil got his own line
because so many fans wanted to meet him. Long after that session was
over, McNeil still was signing autographs; at one point he sat on the
floor, signing as fans surrounded him. An hour later, McNeil was
sitting at a table near the big artists' alley, signing stuff for
anyone who came up. The line for that impromptu session nearly merged
with the weekend's other long line, for Megatokyo artist Fred Gallagher
and Sarah. Gallagher's line nearly ran out of fans for a few minutes,
then it seemed to grow by 100 people.
At that eight-actor panel, McNeil and other big talkers like Vic
Mignogna, Michael Coleman and Sean Schemmel were on one side of the
row, while the quieter actors such as Lauren Goodnight and Nancy
Novotny were on the other side, patiently waiting for a chance to talk.
Goodnight did most of her talking at another panel where she helped
teach cosplayers how to act on stage (project your voice, never turn
your back on the audience). Novotny was one of the actors (including
Greg Ayres and Tiffany Grant) who weren't invited guests but went to
the show, anyway. In the dealers' room, Grant added a $36 shoulder
vibrator to her Hello Kitty collection.
At least the trip to Dallas started out with a good omen when the
author was bumped from an overbooked flight. Most people would
complain, but the author wanted it that way because the airline
compensated him with a voucher good for a substantial credit on another
flight - enough to all but pay for the next trip's transportation to
AnimeNEXT. And the author arrived only two hours later than planned.
On the morning of the convention's second day, the author of this site
took a necessary pilgrimage to the near west end of downtown Dallas.
Walking over to Elm Street and heading west, a short walk led to Dealey
Plaza, the left-hand turn from Houston to Elm, and the six-story
building that once was called the Texas School Book Depository. The
author had traveled to Dallas every year since 1998 for A-Kon, but the
convention never had been so close to the place where John F. Kennedy
was assassinated.
The site is smaller than the old films and pictures would have you
think. It was a tiny place for the world to change in 1963. The spot of
history for the world is just another place for Dallas natives, and the
plaza and its "X" in the middle of Elm Street was deserted early
Saturday morning. No memorial marks Kennedy's death at the plaza;
that's left for a structure a couple of blocks away.
So isolated are conventions from the world that it wasn't until the
author returned to his hotel room on Saturday night that he learned
that former president Ronald Reagan had died. Reagan may be the last
president to come anywhere close to being universally popular.