Furune AmaAma

In the satoyama of Motegi, Tochigi, there is a place called Drive-in Motegi.
On a rainy journey, I came across a piano standing there,
and the moment I touched its keys, this music was born.

The time of weaving Furune Ama Ama was a quiet moment
where the presence of rain, the memory of the land,
and the gentle flow of everyday life seemed to intertwine.

May the sound and the rain merge into a landscape
that each listener can quietly discover for themselves.