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Yayoi Kusama - Lingering Dream (1949)
Blue in Green | Miles Davis
“This film contains four distinct, separate stories.
“Black Hair”: A poor samurai who divorces his true love to marry for money, but finds the marriage disastrous and returns to his old wife, only to discover something eerie about her.
“The Woman in the Snow”: Stranded in a snowstorm, a woodcutter meets an icy spirit in the form of a woman spares his life on the condition that he never tell anyone about her. A decade later he forgets his promise.
“Hoichi the Earless”: Hoichi is a blind musician, living in a monastery who sings so well that a ghostly imperial court commands him to perform the epic ballad of their death battle for them. But the ghosts are draining away his life, and the monks set out to protect him by writing a holy mantra over his body to make him invisible to the ghosts. But they’ve forgotten something.
“In a Cup of Tea”: a writer tells the story of a man who keep seeing a mysterious face reflected in his cup of tea.”
It seems like yesterday when I was walking down Height/Ashbury in San Francisco, browsing Amoeba Records. For a buck, I happened to pick up a record that was barely touched, but was entirely in Japanese. It was on the Polydor label, probably made in the 70’s. Regardless, upon taking it home and playing it, I remember hearing something that I hadn’t heard much of - Japanese poetry set to music. The only other place I had heard this musical poetry was in a film called ‘Kwaidan’.
This random discovery allowed me to appreciate scores like Ghost In The Shell so much more. Even though these are far from similar, they contained the same musical spirituality, and I felt like I understood and appreciated the history behind the score by Kenji Kawai. Perhaps this, too, will allow you to understand why I talk about how great certain score composers are compared to others - it’s their ability to connect with something fundamental that gives them creative depth and power.
In addition, upon opening the LP, I noticed two coupons in the case. I scanned these and have posted them below. There’s something strange about opening old vinyl - sometimes, you get a part of someone, somewhere, during some time that you can’t quite grasp or understand. Somehow I’ve determined that I was meant to find that record to perhaps ponder the origin and history of this music.