How about a trip to Tokyo?
Japan’s Hidden Listening Bars: SHeLTeR, 7/9/19
Ever heard this instrument before? (Me neither.)
Kazue Sawai (1941-), bass koto, live, Tokyo, 2009
All of old. Nothing else ever. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
—Samuel Beckett (1906-1989), “Worstword Ho” (1983)
Close your eyes.
If you don’t have time for this, what do you have time for?
Toru Takemitsu (1930-1996), From me flows what you call Time (1990); La Jolla Symphony (Steven Schick, cond.), live, San Diego, 2008
of this painful world.
—Matsuo Basho (1644-1694), translated from Japanese by Lucien Stryk and Takashi Ikemoto
sounds of Japan
Frothiness is next to godliness.
Perfume, “Pick Me Up,” 2015
Why start the week with the same old stuff?
Derek Bailey (1930-2005, guitar), Min Tanaka (1945-, dance), Japan, 1993
For you fleas too,
The night must be long,
It must be lonely.
—Kobayashi Issa (1763-1828; translated from Japanese by R. H. Blyth)
the beat goes on
Nineteen hundred posts—and counting.
Mochizuki Harutaka (alto saxophone), live, Japan (Hamamatsu), 2011
Even in Kyoto—
hearing the cuckoo’s cry—
I long for Kyoto.
—Matsuo Basho (1644-1694; translated from Japanese by Robert Hass)
art beat: yesterday at the Art Institute of Chicago (lunch hour)
Ilse Bing (1899-1998), Three Men Sitting on Steps at the Seine, Paris (1931)