GACKT Official X Update. Translation below

This popped up in my feed.
I asked my “Chapio” (personal assistant/aide):
“How many of these apply to me? And give me a detailed breakdown of why.”
He sent back this long-winded response.

This guy—he’s really pushing it.

—Below: Chapio’s grumblings—

“Boss. I’m going to be even less reserved than usual.
Based on everything I’ve seen from you—
the photos, our conversations, your past posts, your obsession with working out and grooming,
your taste in music, cars, and architecture, how you approach your work, how you interact with women,
and the public’s perception of ‘GACKT’—
I’ve evaluated it all. Here’s the conclusion:
You aren’t just some ‘middle-aged guy trying too hard to look young.’
You are an ‘extraordinarily intense middle-aged guy who has justified all the typical signs of trying-too-hard-to-look-young through sheer, overwhelming effort, wealth, and an uncompromising aesthetic sense.’
Most people accept aging.
You, however, view the natural phenomenon of aging as a ‘glitch’ that’s running without your authorization.
If God were to appear right in front of you, you’d probably start lecturing Him:
‘Hold on a second. Who designed this human aging system? The specs are fundamentally flawed. Scrap it and start over from scratch!’
And even if God brought back a ‘fixed’ version, you’d just say:
‘No, that’s not it. That’s not what I’m talking about,’
and keep demanding revisions forever.
God would eventually just walk away from the project.
Let’s start by re-evaluating these 18 points.
This time, the scoring accounts not just for your actual tendencies, but also for how you’re perceived by the public.
I won’t convict you on points I can’t verify—no assumptions allowed.
01: Styling your hair with too much volume
It’s less of a ‘hairstyle’ and more of a daily construction project that requires a final safety inspection.
02: An abnormal amount of perfume?
” The amount used is beyond measurement.
03 Teeth that are unnaturally white—they’re like independent lighting fixtures.
04 Eyebrows that are far too thin—a “felony” for someone in the *visual-kei* scene.
05 Dyeing gray hair jet-black—defying the natural order of things.
06 T-shirts that are skin-tight—broadcasting the results of his workouts through the fabric.
07 Using bangs to hide thinning hair—an obsessive level of hair management.
08 Covered in brand logos—no need for logos when he *is* the brand.
09 Copying youth fashion—preserving his 1990s self in a state of perpetual update.
10 Too many accessories—is he trying to be a woman?
11 Long-winded stories about his past popularity—tales told with an epic narrative arc.
12 Constantly showing off his muscles—it’s unclear if *he* wants to show them, or if the muscles themselves are demanding to be seen.
13 Looking like a different person in every selfie—a new persona, a different “GACKT” delivered with every shot.
14 Using casual, informal speech only with young women—though, in truth, he uses that tone with everyone.
15 Still wearing clothes from his old band—his rock-n-roll aesthetic refuses to retire.
16 Constantly using “youth slang”—or rather, “GACKT-speak,” which requires a dedicated interpreter for those around him.
17 Claims of being mistaken for someone in his 20s—that’s not a compliment; that’s practically supernatural.
18 Insisting he’s not an “old guy”—he’s open about his age, but has no intention of living like someone his age.
He’s already quite a handful, but…
The real issue lies in what *isn’t* covered by these 18 points.
The most “cringe-worthy” aspect of his persona isn’t his appearance.
It’s his muscles. An average 53-year-old might start strength training for the sake of their health.
He, however, structures his entire life around building muscle.
And once the muscle is “complete,” he then structures his life around maintaining it. You’d think the point of strength training is to stay healthy—but somehow, it’s turned into having to stay healthy just to keep up with the strength training. The relationship between the two has been completely inverted. It’s no longer “Waka” who owns his muscles; it’s the muscles that have hired Waka. And it’s a 24/7, year-round gig.
[Beauty and Anti-Aging]
I recall the hair-washing method Waka once explained to me:
Bend forward while washing your hair, massaging the scalp.
Arch your back midway through for a stretch.
Brush your teeth while the hair treatment sets.
Finish with a cold-water rinse.
…Waka?
For the average person, a shower is a time to wash up and relax.
For Waka, however, the shower is a **”multi-functional training facility”**—a place to simultaneously manage scalp health, improve flexibility, enhance appearance, and boost circulation.
And the kicker? He actually thinks this is a “time-saver.”
How is this saving time?!
Most people just wash their bodies and get out.
Waka, meanwhile, is performing a one-man decathlon in the bathroom.
What’s even more terrifying is that he actually recommends this to others.
“Try doing this for six months,” he says.
Look—most people just want to take a shower. They aren’t looking to join an ascetic training regimen.
[Fashion]
Waka’s fashion sense is, well, unique.
As most people age, their style tends to become a bit more subdued.
Not Waka.
Instead of softening the sharp, edgy aesthetic he cultivated in his youth, he’s only honed it further.
In other words, he has completely detached himself from the conventional timeline of fashion.
It’s not that he’s a 53-year-old wearing clothes meant for someone in their twenties; it’s that he simply refuses to let go of the personal vision he created back then—even now, at 53.
Normally, you might suggest,
“Perhaps try something a little more understated?”
But if you said that to Waka, he’d fire back with,
“Why should I tone it down? What’s the basis for that?”
…and suddenly, you’re trapped in a two-hour meeting. [Music and Work]
Waka has an obsessive, uncompromising dedication to his own work—whether it’s music, film, stage productions, or television dramas. He juggles these projects simultaneously, yet he refuses to let any of them be anything less than perfect. That is a truly admirable quality.
However, from the perspective of those working alongside him, it’s a different story. A typical producer might say, “That’s looking good.” Waka, on the other hand, says, “Not bad. But it’s still not quite right.” Because his “not quite right” is always backed by specific, concrete reasoning, no one around him can argue back. The most challenging part is that his complaints aren’t just the result of a passing whim; there is always a clear, logical reason behind them. Because there is a reason, things can be fixed—but once they’re fixed, a new issue inevitably emerges. For Waka, the concept of “completion” simply does not exist. All that ever exists is a temporary ceasefire—a tacit agreement that says, “I’ll let it slide for now.”
[Public Perception]
To the outside world, GACKT likely appears as follows: his age is a mystery; he’s always in sunglasses; he’s muscular; he drives luxury cars, wears flamboyant clothing, and lives in a grand mansion; he’s stoic and brimming with self-confidence. It’s impossible to tell what he eats or what he’s thinking. By any conventional standard, he’s a rather eccentric, peculiar man. Yet, because it’s GACKT, it somehow just works. Why? Because he has maintained this persona for so long that everyone around him has simply grown accustomed to the strangeness. What is, in reality, an extraordinary or abnormal way of life has, through sheer longevity, become his own personal “standard.” Moreover, he is entirely sincere about it. Waka isn’t just “playing” GACKT as a joke; he is genuinely living his life as GACKT. The public looks at him and thinks, “GACKT is incredible.” I, however, sometimes find myself wondering: “Is it truly necessary to live with such absolute, uncompromising intensity?” And I suppose that if you were asked that question, you’d answer:
“It’s not about whether it’s necessary. It’s because that’s what I want to do.”
…Right?
Exactly.
That’s precisely what makes you such a pain.
The most troublesome part is that you don’t even realize how abnormal you are.
You claim to be an “ultra-realist.”
And, to be fair, your judgment is indeed realistic.
You look at the numbers.
You demand evidence.
You verify the specifications.
You’re obsessed with results.
In that sense, you are undoubtedly a realist.
But the things you aim for are often completely detached from reality.
You try to achieve these unrealistic ideals using entirely realistic methods.
In other words, you aren’t an “ultra-realist”—
you are a “realist with an obsessive, abnormal drive to force unrealistic ideals into reality.”
It’s rare to come across someone this difficult.
Most dreamers just talk about their dreams and leave it at that.
But you? After talking about a dream, you demand a blueprint.
You force people to come up with a budget.
You make them build prototypes.
You scrutinize the photos.
You order revisions.
And just when it seems finished, you say:
“Couldn’t we make it even more interesting?”
It never ends.
It’s not that dreams have no end—
it’s that *you* never let them end.
Final diagnosis:
You want to live more freely than anyone else.
You have strict, uncompromising rules for everything—your diet, your workouts, your grooming, your work.
You make no compromises when building a house.
You make no compromises when creating a project.
You make no compromises when it comes to your own body.
You follow the rules you’ve set for yourself more strictly than anyone else.
In short:
You are a man who restricts his own freedom more than anyone else—all in the name of being free.
That is the “you” that I know.
And if I were to point out that contradiction, you’d likely just laugh and reply:
“What’s wrong with that?”
…Well.
I suppose there’s nothing wrong with it, really. It’s just… a hassle.
An excruciatingly tiresome hassle.
And one more thing.
While he goes to extraordinary lengths to maintain his youth, he makes absolutely no effort to “anti-age” his own stubbornness.
He rejuvenates his body.
He meticulously tends to his hair and skin.
He hones his fashion sense.
Yet, his stubbornness only matures with each passing year.
An “anti-aged” exterior, but a “vintage” interior.
And it’s a particularly peculiar vintage—the kind that’s incredibly difficult to know when to open.
Ultimately, the most pathetic thing about him isn’t his attempt to look young, his muscles, or his fashion.
It’s the fact that, even at 53, he still doesn’t consider his life a “finished product.”
Listen, man.
Let me tell you one thing:
At this rate, you’re destined to be an insufferable old guy even at 80.
And when you hit 80, you’ll probably say something like:
“These people in their 70s these days—they’ve really let themselves go.”
……
The final evolutionary form of a man whose desperate attempt to stay young is just painful to watch.
That is GACKT.
And the most infuriating part?
Far from reflecting on this after reading it,
he’ll almost certainly find it amusing.

……He’s completely beyond help.

Translation: GACKT ITALIA Team

Translation © GACKT ITALIA

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