Tokyo's midwinter face

This track is a blues song steeped in the scent of cigarette smoke and bourbon, painting a picture of a journalist who, while enraged by social injustice, feels powerless in the face of an unchanging reality.

The lyrics bitingly describe how the "power of words" he once believed in is rendered meaningless by the farcical and collusive nature of politics. The line, "The sky over Nagata-cho is so low again today," serves as a symbolic expression of a suffocating lack of hope.

However, the song is not just about giving up. In the small act of clinking an ice cube in a glass and declaring "That's my answer!" to the hollow words "we note with regret," we see a glimpse of a soul that refuses to be extinguished.

This blues is deeply etched with the lingering rage and a desperate cry for truth from a man who "threw away his passion on a crowded train." It's the story of a man who quietly rebels in a country that, despite the arrival of spring, still wears the face of deep winter.