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When I was 18, I believed that "men had to be strong and cool." In reality, I was the complete opposite... When it came time to decide my future after graduation, part of me wanted to get a local job and live with my family, but I also felt that doing so wouldn't allow me to grow. So, to change myself, I decided to leave my home and hometown, and dive into the unknown - the turbulent waves known as "Tokyo." I thought it would be the first step toward becoming a "strong and cool man."
When I first arrived in Tokyo, I was shocked by the number of people. It felt exactly like being overwhelmed by the crowd. Even the older people spoke beautiful standard Japanese, and I still remember how elegant they seemed. Eventually, my life as a company worker began, but I was sometimes teased for my regional accent and dialect. And then there were the neon-lit streets on my way home from work. The more the neon lights shone bright and brilliant, the more their brilliance only deepened my loneliness.
At such times, what I suddenly recall are the words of my hometown. And then the chants of the summer festival held every year in my hometown and the sounds of the bamboo flute...
At such times, I suddenly remember the local language. And the sound of the shouts and flutes of the annual summer festival held in my hometown....This song describes my feelings in the early days after I moved to Tokyo. I hope you will give it a listen.
Within a distant memory, there is the image of my younger self from junior high to high school, who was interested in writing lyrics and composing music, and who was creating songs. I write down poems in a notebook and, while checking the scale of the melodies in my head on the Electone, am turning them into sheet music. At that time, I harbored no small desire for someone to listen to the songs I had completed, but I did not know how to make that happen. That said, I do not think I was all that serious about it. Somewhere deep in my heart, I had a vague feeling that real songs existed only in the world beyond the television and were somehow unrelated to me. After that, I began working as a company employee, and music gradually became something I merely listened to. After becoming a working adult, I was increasingly distanced from music as time was taken up by work, social obligations, and other interests that emerged. Still, somewhere deep in my heart, my feelings for music never truly disappeared. Recently, as I have gradually found more free time, I have begun to want to create music again and finally have someone listen to it. While there may still be many immature aspects in terms of the completeness of my songs and technical skills, I put my heart into the production. I would be very happy if even a little of my work resonates with you. Thank you very much for your support.