Crowd Control

If there is one thing that has become abundantly clear after years of attending pop culture conventions, it’s that the number of those attending has become almost nigh untenable. Or, perhaps, organisers have simply become bad at controlling the high volume of people eager to spend money inside the hallowed halls of fandom. Whatever the case, I no longer share the same enthusiasm I did years ago (though if you were to ask bleachpanda, they’d probably say it was the almost forty minutes it took just to get in the ICC for the Sydney Manga and Anime Show (or, as it’s more commonly known, SMASH!)).

While I am usually the instigator behind taking the two of us to nerd conventions like Supanova (or those with a more Western pop culture bent), my friend bleachpanda is what many would describe as a weeb. SMASH!, being a celebration of manga and anime, has a lot more merchandise and art that cater to their tastes rather than mine. Be they omamori charms, playing cards with Demon Slayer or One Piece characters, as well as fan art featuring classic anime like Inuyasha, Sailor Moon or Ranma 1/2.

The day started early for the two of us. Bleachpanda and I met up at Town Hall before making our way down to Darling Harbour. As it almost always the case, i arrived early and had to wait for them to make an appearance. Thankfully, i was able to pick up a hot chocolate to keep me warm in the shadow of the Queen Victoria statue before relocating to outside the actual Sydney Town Hall. Why, I hear you ask, dear reader? To avoid someone who decided it was a good idea to hock up phlegm in public and then harass a tourist.

It wasn’t long before we managed to insert ourselves into the lengthy queue for SMASH! One that winded from the entrance of the ICC down to the harbour before doubling back around Tumbalong Park and across a pedestrian bridge. Unfortunately, as we got closer to the end, a couple cut the line. And though I did want to tap them on the shoulder and tell them where the end of the line was, I’d initially thought they’d accidentally stumbled into it as curious bystanders.

The rage I felt when I saw they had a ticket for SMASH!? Almost incandescent.

By then, however, it was too late. So, off we trotted to be sorted into a myriad of lines to have our tickets checked before being handed a lanyard so we could enter exhibition halls.

First on the list? The newly designated Level 4 with a limited number of exhibitors and the lion’s share of Artist Alley. Bleachpanda and I wandered the aisles, looking over the merchandise on display. While there were still plenty of prints, enamel pins and charms dominated the market. The two of us picked up a few that caught our eye before moving on.

Yet, unlike previous years, there did not seem to be any one anime that ruled them all. Unlike previous years, nothing truly dominated. No Attack on Titan. No Demon Slayer. No Spy x Family. Not even Genshin Impact could retain its hold on the very saturated market. Instead, what stood out to me were the callbacks to old favourites like Naruto, One Piece, Pokemon and Sailor Moon sprinkled in with some of what made a significant impact on the public conscious such as Kpop Demon Hunters, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss and Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (a game which I bought upon release but have yet to play because I am SO GODDAMN BEHIND! At time of writing, I’ve been trying to make my way through Dragon’s Dogma 2. Not to mention the hundreds of hours of other games I also have from 2024. Why were there so many open-world games? Why were so many of them role-playing? Why were they both? Readers, if there is one thing I’ll ask of you, it’s simply to pray for my sanity).

When we had finally taken a tour of the Artist Alley on Level 4, bleachpanda and I headed out of the ICC to find some sustenance to fuel the second half of our day.

Knowing the Food Hall in Darling Square would be packed with people, bleachpanda and I opted for a fairly safe option: that of a nearby Italian restaurant Uliveto. Despite the hour, we managed to secure a seat inside and made our order – though I did have to flag the waitress down a few times to confirm if the seasonal lava cake was available before it promptly appeared BEFORE the mains – of salmon and scallops risotto, and lamb ragu parpardelle.

Once we had refuelled, it was back into the heaving mass of humanity to start the second leg of our day. Perhaps because SMASH! was split between two floors, the exhibition hall on the first floor did not seem as tedious. We breezed through the lower Artist Alley and even caught up with an ex-colleague of mine who had attended the event with her partner.

I do fear I may have been a little distracted and dismissive. For that I do apologise (yes, I know you read this though it’s a 50/50 chance you’ll deep dive into THIS particular post).

Together we scoured the first few aisles of the first floor before my ex-colleague decided to call a break after being on her feet for most of the day. Bleachpanda and I finished off the rest of Artist Alley, rounding off the day when I stopped by an Australian artist who created her own brand of tarot cards based off Critical Role characters (and is a friend of a friend).

To bleachpanda‘s surprise, I also then spent a veritable fortune to purchase 15 Final Fantasy themed Magic the Gathering cards. In hindsight, perhaps I should have kept them all but there were two people I was to meet the next day at an extended bachelor party that I’d give five packs each (keeping the last five for myself).

As we scoured the last of the exhibitor stalls, we looked at all that was on display but steered clear from any other major purchases. By 4:30 PM, the two of us had called it a day and slowly trudged back to Town Hall for the train ride back home. But not without a stop by Kinokuniya so I could look through the variety of books on display.

Could we have stayed a little longer? Perhaps. There were a few things I wanted to buy but chose not to.

That said, it was announced there would be a chibi SMASH! in November at its old stomping ground at Rosehill Racecourse. Whether or not bleachpanda and I attend is still up in the air. But if we do, I know I’d be wanting to pick up a few more prints and maybe a few funky socks.

As I told bleachpanda, I’ve had FAR too many white socks over the course of my 13 years of primary and secondary education. While I’ve had a string of various different socks, I’m always on the lookout for more. Especially thick ones I can wear during winter where almost every extremity of mine is all but frozen.

I’m a cold person, bleachpanda. Deal with it!

However, I DO want to point out that the attempt to crowd control artist alley once again by blocking off entrance from one side of a huge aisle was a TERRIBLE idea because it prevents the more efficient way of actually looking at all the stalls. WORSE, it was ever ONE aisle. The rest of the aisles going up to Q on the alphabet were NOT managed. AT. ALL.

Please stop.

Especially since you’ve also SPLIT Artist Alley to TWO floors (and hence, splitting the amount of people who would be perusing Artist Alley anyways).

But I digress.

Now, of course, there’s only PAX remaining (unless of course bleachpanda and I choose to go to chibi SMASH!).

There’s a Hole in my Wallet, Dear Liza

I’ve unabashedly admitted multiple times on my blog that I’m a bit of a nerd. That is, of course, if my gaming entries haven’t already given it away. My tendrils also reach deep into the pop culture conscience. Whether that be books or shows or movies. There are only a few choice fandoms that I haven’t dipped my toes in – and not for lack of trying. So, with the loosening of restrictions, was it any wonder that I’d attend not one but two conventions in Sydney? After all, I need to update my walls with posters of the hottest and freshest dankness that fan communities can provide. 

That and geek out about supposedly niche things that my uninformed friends and colleagues know nothing about. Honestly, it’s like they don’t even try to understand internet culture.

The first on the list was Supanova. With my friend, bleachpanda​ at my side, we ventured into the vaunted halls of the Dome at the Sydney Showground in Olympic Park. Given that borders had only reopened, only a smattering of celebrities were present for meet and greets. None, however, had much caught my fancy. Smallville might have been the pinnacle of television when it aired during the early noughties but I’d never fallen down that rabbit hole – too limited, at the time, with my screen time.

I mean, yes, there was also Veronica Taylor but one does not simply approach the dubber of Ash Ketchum so easily. After having my Mistborn trilogy signed by Brandon Sanderson so many years ago, I knew that encountering my heroes in life could prove disastrous. I’m an awkward person by nature, more confident when I only have to select pre-programmed dialogue options than come up with anything off the cuff. Written communication has always been more my forte than verbal. Stumbling over words, phrasing things poorly…I mean I’ve leaned into it in some ways but it’s not the best representation of who I am.

Still, Supanova offered me the chance to buy, buy and buy! To immerse myself in what artists had cooked up and drown myself in cute collectibles that would serve almost no practical purpose besides looking cool. So, of course, I bought art from Anthony Christou. His art isn’t based on anime and isn’t only limited to character portraits (which, while understandably awesome in their own regard, aren’t as universal). My favourites are his landscape works, of which I’ve collected several.

Supanova, though, also enticed me with little charms and crocheted goodies. After much hewing and hawing, I finally picked up Winnie the Pooh. Crochet Cthluhu was also high on my list but perhaps I’ll snag him up next time. The patterning on each creation was wonderful and I envy those with the time and skill to make such wondrous pieces of art. 

Still, can’t believe I whiffed on The Great Ace Attorney tamogochi-esque charms that had animal versions of Ryunosuke, Kazuma, van Zieks, Susato and Herlock Sholmes. Let’s also not forget Gina Lestrade. 

At the very least, my friend bought me a Halloween witch Mimikyu, content in its field of mushrooms and autumn leaves, that now sits on my work desk for all to admire as they walk past.

But while Supanova was grand in its own way, it could not compete with the numbers that came to SMASH! It should be noted that SMASH! stands for the Sydney Manga and Anime Show. Thankfully, after some pressure from people manning the SMASH! stand at Supanova, we bought our tickets for Saturday without having to resort to scalpers or begging friends for access to the show floor in the ICC (International Convention Centre) where most people were dressed as, and bought goods of, characters from Genshin Impact, Demon Slayer and Spy x Family. 

Guests wise, we had Gigguk (with his delightful received pronunciation accent), Sydsnap (Gigguk’s American wife), CWDawgVA who can pronounce the most impossible name that has ever been written and spoken: llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, and there was also fellow Sydney-sider TheAnimeMan. A shame that Akidearest couldn’t make it. I would have liked having a YouTube celebrity I could discuss Kingdom Hearts with. 

Because my friend​ is a fan of these AniTubers, I sat and watched through two panels with her where they discussed their lives, their projects and provided well constructed arguments for or against controversial hot-takes for popular anime.

Since a few of my other friends are also deeply entrenched weebs of the third degree, I managed to bump into them as I walked the stalls of Artist’s Alley. Here, though, I found the collections a little lacking. Most of the artwork was focused on what was hip and popular. No longer were Free! or Haikyu! or even My Hero Academia products being sold like hotcakes. Instead, it was all about Genshin Impact (which isn’t a game from a Japanese developer), some Danganronpa (because who can ever get over Junko Enoshima and the dichotomy between hope and despair) and other random anime that I’ve not really watched. 

It was disappointing, actually, to see that games released only just last year such as The Great Ace Attorney and NEO: The World Ends With You having so little merchandise on sale. I honestly would have gobbled them all up if there had been better quality products on display. Alas. I would have paid good money for some Kariya and Minamimoto goods. Those two are super cool cats that I wouldn’t mind sporting on my bag or just to stare at on my desk.

I DID almost buy more Riku merchandise as well as a figurine of Edogawa Conan. Of course, in saying that bleachpanda​ knows that Tooru Amuro came in a close second too.

Long story short: be prepared to spend far more than you intend should you visit a convention. They are dangerous things, worse if you bring along enablers that encourage you to ‘treat yourself.’ I might not forgive my friends for encouraging me to buy a set of dice but I will admit that they look pretty and will look forward to rolling them to cause my players as much distress as I possibly can in the next Dungeons and Dragons game that I cook up.

Y’all have been warned, m’kay?