There’s a Japanese woman who plays a traditional Vietnamese musical instrument called a t’rung. When she starts to play, a grand, soul-stirring sound emerges from around her small frame. She is at the core of a trio which is an ensemble somewhat jazz-like in nature, producing moisture-rich grooves. I paid them a visit and found out what kind of dreams the three of them are carrying forward on the palanquin that is their music.
Keiswi’s Encounter with Failure The Keiswi company used to be in Azabu, but after the economic bubble burst, it went out of business. That time was so painful. I figured I had thirty years left of my life but I just couldn’t be bothered anymore. That was when I decided that if I could use those [...]
While I was walking around Shinbu, Tokyo, I am surprised by its beamish bright lights there. The reason why there is so bright light. Somebody found out the rule of electricity and its scientists and electricity should be adored by all of us. But both of them were born in earth. So They have never ever made the earth move but the earth made move here. Thanks! earth you are the light. by Suzu