Posts Tagged ‘music’

A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of seeing three very fine musical units perform at Osaka’s Musica Japonica: Matsumoto Eijiro (松本英二郎) on jazz-punk vaudeville toy piano and fog-spewing ghost kettle with resplendent pocket trumpet and toy orchestra; Tayutau (たゆたう), with Igaki Akiko on birdcall violin, turtle orchestra steel drum, and the thrum of […]


My sister recently scanned a treasure trove of old family photos. I’m usually resistant to nostalgia, but these shots from our childhood in rural Petaluma were just too good to pass up. The initial pair of shots obviously date from Halloween past. I love that my sister felt the need to wear a mask as […]


08May13

A set of shots from a night out with friends at one of my favorite local izakaya, 楽.  楽 (raku) means ‘enjoyment’ in Japanese, and is part of two of my favorite kanji compounds: 音楽 (ongaku) and 楽ちん (rakuchin).  音楽 means ‘music,’ but since it’s made up of the kanji for ‘sound’ and ‘enjoyment’ I […]


The LA Weekly blog is currently features a great story about poet and songwriter Chris Stroffolino, who is currently playing music in LA out of his van.  The article, by John Payne, discusses how the fortuitous meeting of Jeff Feuerzeig (director of The Devil and Daniel Johnston) resulted in Chris’s upcoming album on BMI, called […]


tayutau

13Aug11

The music of Tayutau (たゆたう) is pure enchantment — lilting vocal harmonies, the most delicate of found sounds, the crystalline music of the spheres, the heartbreaking ululations of vocal duets that are absolutely familiar and alien at the same time.  It’s the sound that a coral reef might sing at night, or the song that […]


I went to see several NISEUO concerts before I left Japan.  Not only are the members of NISEUO some of the first people I became friends with who were involved with the Osaka underground music scene, but their shows are always incredible events, a quick drop into a densely offbeat avant-punk jazz surreality.  The latest […]


In his book Cognitive Variations, G.E.R. Lloyd discusses the Russian word toska, a word that denotes the feeling that one gets when “one wants some things to happen and knows they can’t happen.”  It’s like a kind of nostalgia for a future that one already knows will never come to pass.  This strikes me as […]