"Thank you for being born, Hachi-san!" ~ Hachi's blog commenters
"I don't know anyone as good at Japanese as Hachi." ~ Nem
If you weren't aware, I like singer-songwriter-Vocaloid-producer Hachi/Kenshi Yonezu a lot. So I translate tweets from his Twitter.

Hachi originally planned to post some weird stories on an alternate account. But now it's a boring Hachi-bot instead.

There are some interviews with Hachi (and others, but) translated here. Hachi Hachi Hachi.

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I talked with ryo-san for the first time. I was glad we have some things in common. I wouldn't have had this chance if it weren't for Magical Mirai, so I'm thankful to it once more. 10 Years of Hatsune Miku ~The New Sights She Showed Us~
Since posting this song, I've been having a sort of nostalgic feeling, like I've gone back to being 18 and playing on NicoNico Douga. With this as an impetus, I hope to let the painful things and happy things mix together, avoid falling into the trap of reminiscence, and head in yet another new direction.
Thank you for one million plays on Sand Planet [on Nico]. Apparently that's the fastest in history. Sure makes me happy.
Keep on singing Sand Planet, everybody. [Runner emoji]
Posted a new song. Thanks. Hachi MV "Sand Planet feat. Hatsune Miku"
Some time ago, a staff member from Sukatto Japan came to my concert, and left nothing but a box of Krispy Kreme donuts in the green room, but I was never able to see him in person. Ever since that day, we've been referring to him as "Daddy-Long-Legs."
I produced "Fireworks," the theme song for "Do You View Fireworks From Below, Or From the Side?" It was a rare and fun experience. Looking forward to the movie. [Balloon emoji]
[Photo of some DVD cases: Die Hard 1, 2, and 3, Independence Day, Mission Impossible 2, Titanic, and The Day After Tomorrow.]
Films at the recording studio. Indeed, this lineup seems completely correct, because when you're worried about subtle differences in sound, watching these would put you in a "who cares about the details!" mood.
A little while ago, it seems my Instagram got hacked, but I turned on two-factor authentication, so I think it's okay. Thanks for telling me. This whole thing's also feeling like kind of a pain, a little bit.
A new song. It's a slightly different version from what plays as the My Hero Academia opening. Thanks. [Peace sign emoji] Peace Sign
(8) It got long, but this is the end. I hope you understand. @kskgroup2017
(7) I felt a need, for myself and for my friend, to declare "that's dangerous." If I didn't, that would make all my words and music up to now be lies, I thought. I don't think it's a matter of who's right or who's wrong. I think it's strictly a difference in values. (cont.)
(6) Making statements with a self-decided notion of "people who kill themselves are like this" is very dangerous, I feel. Honestly, I even felt some indignation. But I would guess Keisuke Honda didn't have that intention, and at the root of it all is a difference in values, so his words should be respected. (cont.)
(5) Words are frequently-misunderstood things, and in writing lyrics, sometimes I've unconsciously hurt people without that being my intention at all. Every time, it shows me once more how words can be very dangerous depending on how you use them. Even these words might hurt someone. (cont.)
(4) However, I simply couldn't stop myself from imagining what my friend would think to hear things like "don't blame it on others," "don't blame it on the government." I think it would have hurt him remarkably. (cont.)
(3) I don't doubt that Keisuke Honda's words were intended to try and help people suffering. It's a show of his kindness, and I do think many people may be saved by his words. I don't intend to discredit that. (cont.)
(2) My friend who killed himself died saying "it's my fault." He was a very serious and responsible person, and as such, I think he was unable to rely on others, or blame others. He mistook other people's selfishness and malice as his own failings, and soon enough was gone. (cont.)
(1) Though I wrote "the end," I'm wondering if I didn't say enough, so I'm making an addition. This will be split into numerous tweets, so please follow along if you would. (cont.)
Of course, I understand it's meant to be his way of encouragement and kindness. I just had some thoughts on it, as I've lost a few friends to suicide, so I thought I'd step in for a second. The end.
It got me thinking how establishing an "ideal person who kills themselves" in your head and talking about it like it's obvious is very dangerous behavior.
I think it's fine to be grateful for your life and parents, but the article in question never once mentions anything about people who killed themselved blaming others or the government. And I don't get where the words "Don't be trapped by success, be trapped by growth" came from, either. Those are my honest impressions.
I don't really know what this is saying.
[Keisuke Honda, in response to an article about how suicide is the leading cause of death in Japan ages 15 to 39:]
@kskgroup2017: "Don't blame it on others! Don't blame it on the government!! You have to be grateful you're alive, and be grateful to your parents. If you don't like what you're doing, you can stop. Don't be trapped by success! Be trapped by growth!!"
The task of repeatedly craning my neck and saying "doesn't seem quite right" as I search for the ideal sound feels like I'm searching for an unknown creature. I'm currently in search of the Mongolian death worm. Opting to think positive and say it's probably out there somewhere.
A letter arrived after your passing. Nothing was written on the stationery. I wrote down as many of my memories with you as I could. Things which have turned invisible can appear clearly only in those moments when moving a pen. And I clearly felt how on the other side of this stationery, you traced similar words with your finger.
Be it with music or words, I want to acquire the skill to put things in the necessary forms at the necessary times. So that I might express moments that I'll never encounter again if I let them slip by fully and losing as little information as possible, I continue to slide right into places that people don't usually go in by choice.
Since then, I've really gotten into drawing and writing with my left hand, and even signed some bank forms that way. And guess what - I had to resubmit them.
The clear sheet that comes with "orion." It's a shiny sticker, so I went for a "bonus sticker that comes with a toy or candy" thing. But I couldn't think of any good way to draw it, and kept redrawing and redrawing, until ultimately I drew it with my left hand and it turned out good.
It's over. Thank you.
"Is it okay for not-young people to go to concerts???"
@cherry_pink152 It's okay.
"Why is this your only like?" [Screenshot of Hachi's only Twitter like: "I know that truly weak people will smile and not even say they're weak. I don't want to forget that."]
@pafu10969 Because I felt it deeply.
"Give me credits."
@xxboy_s2 Ask your teacher.
"Do you eat bananas every day?"
@yonezu_08 Bananas are good.
"I'm bored waiting to meet up with my mom. It's cold.,"
@wtnk_rk Hope she comes by soon.
"It's so cold my nosehairs froze,,,"
@goro0430 Ouch.
"Are there any bands you're into lately??"
@fruit_alice The xx.
"What's your favorite character in March Comes In Like A Lion??"
@komekome1025 Shimada, maybe.
"I'm looking forward to orion!!"
@fukanou_kibou Thank you~
"How can you stop from growing taller?!"
@ra_or_5150_ If I knew that, I wouldn't have gotten this big.
"What did you do on New Year's??"
@ya_mari03 Met some people, did some composing.
"I'm taking driving lessons right now. Do you drive or anything?"
@yonezu2 I'd sure like to drive a car.
"Do you have a favorite painter?"
@amegonri I'm feeling Egon Schiele right now.
"Won't you come to Okinawa!!!!!! Won't you come to the Hawaii of Japan!!!!!!"
@_aporon I wanna go.
"Will residents of Tokushima get mad if you mix up a sudachi and a kabosu?"
@hachu_87 They won't really get mad. Probably.
"You're w-w-w-w-w-wonderfulllll [Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes]"
@ryoma_200068 Thank you~
"I like the atmosphere of your art. What are you thinking about when you draw? Are you not thinking anything?"
@uei__nico__27 Nope.
"What's for dinner tonight?"
@seven_0705 Haven't decided.
I'm bored, so send replies (I'll answer).
Another reason March Comes In Like A Lion is special to me is is that BUMP OF CHICKEN, subject of my unending respect, did the theme for the first cour. I'm really filled with excitement to be receiving the baton from them. I can't wait for the broadcast. Thank you very much.
When I walk on Chuo Bridge or along the Sumida River, often there are moments when I feel traces of Rei, and I even imagine how he must have been feeling at those times. I think it's an earnest, beautiful manga that doesn't omit even the smallest subtleties of the heart. I want to make music that's like that, myself. (cont)
Starting with episode 12 of March Comes In Like A Lion, broadcasting today at 11 PM on NHK, my new song "orion" will be played as the ending theme. I once lived in Tsukishima, one of the main settings, and it's a kind of special series to me. I'm very happy that I was able to contribute to it in some small way. (cont)
orion will be played on today's School of Lock. Thanks. Apparently it's TV-size, so it's just one chorus, not the full version.
Be it music or art, I often imagine if I showed what I'm making now to myself in grade school, what he might say. Maybe he'd say "Don't get it." Who really knows. Even if there were a lot of things that didn't get through, I'd like him to ultimately say "but still, it's kinda nice."
Drawing and drawing and drawing.
Since the tour ended, I've been meanderingly drawing the single's jacket, and just now finally finished it. I feel like my lifespan was shortened about 2 years. orion's a good song. Look forward to it and all.
On a sunny day, in the crowd gathered for a neighbor's funeral, you whistled to yourself. Not minding the gazes around you, just yourself, you kept whistling until the deep blue sky was full. I thought to myself, music no one else knows should be treasured more.
It's over. Thank you very much.
"What American rock bands do you like?"
@Helen_Pan_41 Vampire Weekend
"What do you think of archery??"
@METORO_ROYD It's cool.
"Kenshi Yonezu really is a strange name, huh!!!!!"
@04_sc02 Yep
"I went to see Nanimono with a dog tag [Dog face] It was the best [Blossom]"
@Y_O912 Thank yooou.
"About how many times have people gotten your name wrong?"
@yoong_s_ 200 million.
"What do you think of the phrase "If you hate (some food), you're missing out on half of life!"?"
@botch2323 They must have a super tasteless life.
[Tomohiko Tsujimoto:] "What do you think about my dancing?"
@waiwaisarasa Beautiful.
"It shook really badly in Tottori... It was near the epicenter, so everything in my house got messed up and I cried [Loudly crying face]."
@___tsukky__04 You okay?
"I! Really! Love! You!"
@nanan_yone T? h? a? n? k? s?
"Is there anything you'd want to say to yourself around middle or high school?"
@menra_reply You're the best.
"Isn't my dog cute??? https://pbs.twimg.com/media/CvcHm92UAAATUdK.jpg"
@N____0924 So Cute
"Have you met with Furukawa Honpo lately?? [Smiling face with sunglasses]"
@66___boc I haven't. There's so many people I want to meet.
"Do you like Edward Gorey?"
@hy_osakaoa I do!
"If you could be reborn, what would you like to be after death?!"
@0504egifv Might be nice to end with this one.
"Who do you like better, Yukio Mishima or Osamu Dazai?"
@YuSheena Yukio Mishima.
"Do you ever talk to yourself? [Face without mouth]"
@nana_oral I do, I do.
"Have you eaten Shine Muscat? If you haven't, there's still time!!"
@bluecandleland I want to. I'll buy some.
"My mom calls you "Yonezou." Should I correct her?"
@y__tks It's all good.
"To Hachi-kun: What time is your heart most at ease? I want that time for myself, so please tell me."
@naturemipure When I sleep.
"Who's stronger, you or Ultraman?"
@komekome1025 It's a tie.
"Where would you like to vacation right now?"
@Cha_cha_usg Hmm. Mountains.
"Do you like Shin Megami Tensei?"
@ogura_ Pisaca.
"Assign me a really random nickname!"
@harukakato03242 Ende.
"I want to draw hair the way you did for Eine Kleine's illustrations, but the lines keep overlapping and it isn't going well... Is there some trick?!"
@Pomme200808 Becoming absorbed.
"Please say something to the overseas fans! [Sparkles x2]"
@JennJiro I want to visit all of you guys someday too. Thanks.
"Are you well?!"
@kurifutoS Not really.
"In Hunter x Hunter, what nen ability would you have?"
@hattoriiiiii Maybe incarnation or transformation.
"I saw Nanimono! Your voice in the credits was so wonderful, I got goosebumps [Sparkles]"
@vLommins_6_ Thank yooou.
"Do you plan to come to Okinawa for a concert or anything?"
@okura_runrun Not right now, but I want to go someday.
"Do you put salt on watermelon?"
@S0128Ichigo I haven't eaten watermelons in a long time.
"Are you a coffee or tea person??"
@kngon_17 Coffee.
"Have you listened to any songs lately?"
@t_minoriri Frederic's Night Step.
I keep going in circles, writing and erasing, writing and erasing. Can't be clever at all. I feel like I'm getting dumber. So like I said before, I'll do the replying thing again. Please.
I'll end it now. I couldn't read them all, so I might do it again. The moon's pretty, apparently, so I'm going to go look.
"Is dancing hard? Is it fun?"
@woichii_a_a_ Very very hard.
"Have you met Mahoto Watanabe lately??"
@___ny1ke__7 I haven't. I wanna.
"Who's your favorite character in Hunter x Hunter? I like Hisoka and Feitan."
@Nana7pg The first one who comes to mind is Pitou.
"Did you have a rebellious period?"
@_____k___nun It's called my entire life.
"What would you say your weaknesses are?"
@saori_denpa I can't put in steady effort.
"Do you read the letters you get at concerts...?"
@musicwakota I do.
"Did your parents give you the name Kenshi? What meaning does it have?"
@miznock519 I've never asked.
"What do you find inconvenient about being tall?"
@KaiyaN01 Hitting my head a lot.
"Have you thought about providing composition for others like Yojiro Noda?"
@04hige I wanna.
"Why did you decide to answer replies?"
@moritake319 felt like it
"My mom was calling you "Komezu," what should I do,,,"
@kdyk__prgstn777 Probably just leave things be?
"I'm in high school and started a band! I'd like if you just told me "Good luck" [Loudly crying face x3] [Person with folded hands x3]"
@rinaria_xoxo Good luck [Raised fist]
"Excuse me. What are you saying in the instrumental part of amen?"
@easdghkigf Secret [Face with medical mask]
"I was listening to your music and wondered, do you like gemstones?"
@yz_as310720 I like stones. Because they're pretty.
"What age did you first fall in love?"
@morningglory713 In kindergarten.
"I really like your collaboration song with Yasutaka Nakata!"
@ayayan_heart Thanks!
"I'm looking forward to Monster Encyclopedia so much!!!!"
@siro_sakana I'll do my best. Thanks.
"Please tell me what songs you're into lately."
@kyonano314 Bon Iver's new album.
"Are you used to concerts?"
@pully_dq10 Not yet,,,
"What brand of clothes and shoes do you often buy??"
@onelad2night FACETASM
"Which season is your favorite?"
@eureka_o Summer [Sunflower]
"Are there any foods you hate?"
@marina68820630 Coleslaw [Face with medical mask]
"Every time you post art, I think "it's amazing how he keeps getting better," but are there pictures you draw for practice and just don't post?"
@hyoshiki0110 I've never done much art practice.
"How much do you live as Kenshi Yonezu, and how much do you live as Hachi??"
@kaikai19992 Vocaloid sings → Hachi, Singing myself → Yonezu
"I assume the lyrics in LOSER about "dancing idiot, watching idiot" are half-referencing the Awa Dance?"
@BBA_bknb I'm Tokushima-born, after all.
"What character in Nanimono did you sympathize with most?"
@am0___40 Definitely Takuto.
"The moon's really pretty today, have you seen it?"
@a_lu4e_boc_m I haven't! I'll go look now. Thanks.
"What's your shoe size?!"
@kuuuu_0621 About 29 centimeters.
"I like you. Also, how do you get so tall?"
@7272rockboc Guess I've been big since I was born.
"How much practice did you do for LOSER's dancing??"
@st1212rw I casually said "one month" in interviews, and got yelled at because "it wasn't a month." About two weeks.
"Do you draw every day?"
@ZUKAwimper I don't.
I'll do a little bit of replying. Please send me anything.
When I see top players, who have attained their position through an incredibly long history of study and repeated trial and error, rather easily losing to a program, it really demonstrates to me the inefficiency of human brains. But the fact that there's that much which humans can't yet hypothesize also excites me.
Since the Go program is in the news, I'm giving Hikaru no Go a re-read. It's good every time. I believe it was running while I was in elementary school, and I remember it getting my friend really into Go, even buying a Go board. It'd be nice if I could make something that could have such influence.
I don't have much interest in my own birthday, but with all the comments I've received, I have to say I'm glad. I'll continue to make the ultimate music, or you know, whatever. Really, thanks.
I've been in a constant state of song-making lately. I like music, and I've devoted most of my life to making music, but lately I feel that maybe I don't really care for music made by people who only think about music.
Quite some time has passed since the final show [of the Town Musicians tour]. I've been thinking broadly about saying something on Twitter, but I really have nothing to write. I feel like my eyes have been getting bad again lately, so I got new glasses for when I leave the house. New stuff feels nice.
I saw the movie Distraction Babies. It was wonderful. I've never seen a movie that made me want to punch someone so bad in under two hours. I wish I could've seen it when I was in my teens.
Even though we're not even a month into 2016, both incredibly joyous things and incredibly bad things have already happened. I feel like it'll be a weird year. I hate to use words like "be free" or "be true to your emotions" at times like these, but today I decided for myself that it was a good day to quit doing things you've continued doing.
I want to destroy some kind of balance. I think. Though I haven't decided at all what I'm doing and with what yet. The thought just keeps coming to me. It's no fun just staying still. I want to head in a more mad direction.
Words are like drip coffee, merely the things that remain after filtering what's in your mind and heart. When using words, I want to convey things as precisely as I'm able, But the essence of communication contains misunderstanding; maybe the very thought of trying to convey your true intention is presumptious.
I'm talking about my album in a lot of places lately. I was struggling and searching around at first, but through repetition, I've solidified the words coming out of my mouth and become able to speak without thinking. I'm starting to feel like I've never spoken a true thing from the beginning. So difficult. Words have me at their whims.
I think I'll call it here. Sorry to those whose replies I didn't read. See you.
@madchangxxx: "If there's a reason or anything why you decided to digitalize Mirage Song, I'd like to know. When other bands do that for concert-only songs, I get the sense that it lowers the song's value, so I'm happy, but also a little sad."
As a person who makes things, I often think about the loss of aura, so I think I know how you feel. But still, I want to make things for the general public.
@yokuwatakesato: "Cinderella already contains the meaning of "ash," so why did you add "gray" [literally "ash color" in Japanese] on top of that??"
Think of it as something akin to "turquoise blue."
@kurosikisuke: "What kind of thoughts did I'm A Ghost come from? Is there a book or story that influenced it? By the way, it was always my dream to become friends with a ghost girl no one else could see like the one in this song."
When you have an unrequited crush on someone, it feels something like being a ghost when they look at you. The song also says things like "having no pulse."
@mhyk423: "Is there a song you think is the most "unlike" yourself?"
I'm not particularly fond of words like "self" or "originality," and don't want to use them casually.
@for_a4k: "When did you come up with the title for Night Bugs on a Rainy Street?"
I remembered one night when rain poured on the asphalt, making it look like the sea when illuminated by the streetlights. I started making the song from that scene.
@teduidu: "My fifth-grader listens to your music, nodding like "I think I get it." Out of all the stones that exist, it seems odd that you picked "fluorite." Do you have some attachment to it?"
If you have some attachment, anything will do.
[Question tweet missing.]
This album's cover is intended to be an illustration as well, but it's... not a specific character, I suppose? Because that's the kind of album this is. It's not like I got fed up with drawing characters.
@SONATE26Es: "Sorry for the second question. I thought there were a lot of major key songs in Bremen. Do you prefer major key or minor key songs? Also, which ones are easier to make? Sorry to bother you."
It's not like I prefer one or the other, but I am skilled at making minor key songs, so I decided I'd try forgoing them for once. Because it's boring just doing what you're best at all the time.
@ROCKstarrrrrrr_: "I love Metronome so much, I listen to it every day. What mood did you make Metronome in??"
When you put two things with just a slightly different tempo next to each other, they keep perfectly aligning and then coming apart. I believe it started when I saw that kind of thing and had a feeling that you could switch that for a relationship between people.
@rampofstar3617: "I felt like this album had fewer guitar/rock songs than YANKEE. Like there weren't too many up-tempo songs, or that considering the last album, it felt like calm songs were the majority. Were you aware of this while making the songs?"
I had a guideline of "don't ramp up the BPM (song tempo) too much" from the opening stages. Part of me personally believes that the faster it gets, the cooler it is, so I wanted to try stepping away from that.
@_best_punch_line: "How did you decide on the track ordering?"
I had an image of "heading from a bright place to a dark place" at the start, and arrnaged the songs in accordance with that.
@fancy_love_m_: "It arrived today! Please tell me what song went like "bam, bam!" and what song was hardest to make!"
The song that came about like bam, bam was Blue Jasmine. The hardest to make was Metronome.
@neko_boots: "Good evening! What's that clapping sound in the middle of Mirage Song?"
I'm not too sure what you're specifying, but maybe you mean finger snaps? Like, snapping your fingers.
Has everybody listened to my new album? If you have any questions or anything about Bremen, I'd like to answer as much as I can, so please reply.
Tomorrow is the release of my album Bremen. Thanks. My name is read "Kenshi Yonezu," but it's only natural to think it's read "Genshi Yonezu," so if the clerk gets it wrong or anything, please don't say a word. I haven't corrected people who say Genshi since around elementary school.
"Fruit for the Heart"
I recall my childhood a lot lately. My heart and body have gotten bigger, but at times I feel like that growth has added to the things I don't feel are full and satisfied. Repeating cheery words in times of unease relies upon the memories in which those words dwell. I had almost no worries with the arrangement of this song.
"Traveler's Lamp"
A song that came to mind seeing a streetlight in the town I live in, lit even in the dead of night when no one comes through. The thought that nobody's looking at it made me realize that oh, I'm looking at it right now. Expanding from the opening arpeggios made it the way it is now.
My new single releases today. Thanks.
I, and everyone else, will keep changing with time. And though each time we'll cling and let go, we'll say "this one was different" or "this one was nice," I feel it would be wonderful to build a relationship where despite all that, we'd stick together, because of course we would. The end.
For people who loved the sound and words of diorama, songs like this one might, alas, be difficult to accept. I agree it's an extremely unfortunate thing, and I wish that as few people as possible will feel that way, but I also think there's a limit to how much I can do about it. Because I'm not the one who decides that.
I always welcome new methodologies coming up inside me, and that won't be changing in the future. But to take that path means to some extent discarding the methods I've cultivated so far. Behind a positive hides a negative, and choosing anything means not choosing everything else.
I think this every time I make a new song, but I feel proud that I've made my best song yet. This song doesn't have a trace of guitar and is instead based in piano and synth bass, limitations I placed to try something different from before. To go along with that, even the words I used changed.
I wonder if you've listened to my new song Unbelievers. You should, since I'm about to make some somewhat long tweets about it.
It's about time to end this. Thank you very much. Terribly sorry to those I didn't read. I'm sure some day I'll do it again on a whim, but until then.
@takana_rock: "I'm in high school now. It's really severe, and being told "study, study, study" day in, day out is making me lose sight of myself. If you've ever had a time where you searched for "identity," is there anything that might help even a little for finding it?"
Nothing that really deserves special mention, but I have the feeling that your current self is made up of small influences from many things. And if you study until you rot in high school, that'll definitely become your identity.
@paranoia_chaos: "Currently you're working as a singer-songwriter and illustrator, but I'm assuming one of your old dreams was to be a musician?"
I wanted to be a manga artist long ago. Well, I still want to.
@naon_p: "What is "compromise" to you, Yonezu-san??"
"Never compromising" is often spoken of as a virtue, but don't be fooled. Taking things which are fundamentally incompatible and bringing them into a harmony in between is the essence of society, so I won't forgive any remarks that imply compromise is a bad thing.
@month_leaf: "Congratulations on your participation in this year's Summer Fest. I'm sure it'll be hot, being summer and all, so are you going to cut your hair?"
I'm thinking I should probably get it cut soon.
@hachi_hinako: "Which is more important, effort or talent? Effort won't work out if you have no talent, you get no results if you have talent but don't try.... So which is more important, ultimately?"
They're both important. So for the time being, put in effort, in part to determine whether you have talent.
@earth_soyokaze: "Is there a reason you won't go on TV?"
If the TV people call for me, and if I feel like I'm necessary, I'll appear. It's not set in stone that I won't.
[The question tweet somehow got deleted or something.]
I only do the things I want to do, but when it becomes a job, you have to do things you don't want to do as well. So I'm working out compromises in that area as I go along. Maybe you should think about what kind of person you are. If you don't know, ask someone.
@yiru0122: "I'm Taiwanese and love your music and art. If you have the chance, please visit Taiwan sometime."
Thanks. I'd like to go someday.
@holly_Feb1: "Forgive the sudden message. I was accepted to a high school with a fine arts program this year and started going. But comparing the talent of everyone around me to my own, I wonder if I really should have come here. Have you felt frustrated while taking the path of art?"
You'll always see people better than you if you look up, no matter what. I think an "I'll do what I can" level of optimism is one important element in keeping up the things you like doing.
@yoppeleah: "I feel like your music has influence from UK rock, and I heard you went to Summer Sonic last year. What's your favorite UK band? Mine has to be Oasis."
I don't have much experience with western music, so favorite band is a tough question. I guess Foals is what comes to mind first.
@rika_1110_hato: "I want to start guitar. For a beginner, is electric or acoustic better to start with?"
Either one's fine. If you want to play in a band, maybe electric.
@ha_eprnrb: "Did you do bass and vocals during high school?"
When I was about 18, I had no choice but to play bass since there wasn't any other bassist. I haven't touched it at all lately.
@hagi420: "Why is the Eine Kleine boy the only one who's a proper human??? ( ´ ▽ ` ) I really love every one of your songs, Yonezu-san."
It's not very fun drawing guys, so I naturally find myself drawing lots of girls.
@yonedu1203: "How many different frames did you draw for the Eine Kleine video? I'm in the art program in high school, and a senior told me it takes a lot of a patience to do the art for even a single video, so I'm really curious."
I don't remember in detail, but probably about two or three hundred. It was rough doing it alone.
@androck_22: "I got a runny nose in class when I heard you were coming to RISING SUN ROCK. I'm really happy! I couldn't go to the show in Sapporo, so I'm really really looking forward to it!!! Thank you so much!!!"
I'll be in Hokkaido again!
@___door: "What software do you use for digital art?"
Photoshop.
I'll do the question-and-answer thing. Though I don't think I can answer them all.
I didn't answer that many, so I'll do this again at night or something. See you.
@Halo_Heros14: "What kind of impression do you have of clean freaks? (。í _ ì。)"
I see them as not really being about cleanliness, but "whether I think I'm clean." That's just an impression, though. Like they're sensitive not to filth, but more impurity.
@okat1010: "Hello! I really like your art, Yonezu-san. Has the Monster Encyclopedia ever had a book or anything? I really want one."
I'd like to do that someday. What do you know, I've already been doing those for two years.
@0425Boc: "Why did you start doing live streams?"
Because it's fun.
@11_miiiii: "Thanks for your tireless work. It's been sweltering lately, but do you like summer? What's your favorite season?"
Summer is best by far. Looking forward to what's to come.
@025828wknnn: "It's test season, so how did you study for tests as a student?"
I have absolutely no memory of studying for tests. I think maybe I never did.
@nari_0608: "I'm thinking of taking up acoustic myself after watching you play in your TwitCasts. I'm worrying over how much I should spend - about how much was your first instrument?"
Sorry, I overlooked this question. It was an electric guitar about 20,000 yen.
@kk_yn2: "What do you do on days off?"
That's tough, since I have no sense of any day being a day off. Lately I've been thinking I should have some hobbies with absolutely no relation to music.
@sht691: "What's "different" between your current songs and your past self's songs?"
I think they're completely different, really, so being asked what's different is difficult for me. Looking back on it, I feel like I'm going through a cycle of destroying my methodology that says "it has to be like this," then rebuilding it while I'm not even aware I'm doing so, then destroying it again... Something like that.
@0gs32: "If you're thinking of becoming a lyricist or composer, I'm guessing it's better if you can play an instrument, right?"
If you can play at least something, probably.
@ari_mare: "What music do you listen to lately?"
Mumford & Sons. Their new album is really good.
@osmcnpovoq: "What did you eat last night?!"
My memory for this kind of thing is surprisingly bad.
I'm at home making songs every day. I just happen to notice that it's gotten bright or gone dark outside. It's again dubious if I'll do a stream this month, so while it's not much of a substitute, I'll do the question-and-answer thing on Twitter for a change of pace. Send a reply and I'll tweet my answer.
I haven't tweeted much lately. I used to let everything I thought and felt flow out, but now I've finally come to think "if I can tweet this, I can make music out of it." IMy passion for music is steadily heating up. I want to change more and more. Since I'm not changing at all.
There are many incredible things to be found among songs that use Vocaloid. There's simultaneously lots of rubbish, but that applies to everything. When I see people unwilling to see the true nature of something, trapped in the framework of genre, I want to sound the alarm. It's no exaggeration to say it's my hometown. If you have the chance, I'd like if you could take a look. (Fin)
I didn't know back when I was caught in the whirlpool, but after I've started using my real name, I've realized there's a bias against Vocaloid. I wouldn't call it something people psychologically can't accept, and I think it's inevitable to a degree, but being someone who grew up in that place, I'm stating it clearly now.
It seems many people don't know, so allow me to point it out. I've made Vocaloid songs under the name "Hachi" since I was a teen. Here are some examples. Lately, I've come to use my real name to make a distinction between the things that I do.
Also, it's read "Kenshi Yonezu," but by this point I'm fine with people just thinking it's "Genshi," whatever. My height of 188 cm also surprises people. I've been told "You're huge!" and "What an unusual name" about 2 billion times and counting. Welcome.
Due to my name, I'm commonly mistaken for a middle-aged man, but I'm 23. And it is my real name.
I heard Naruto ended and wanted to draw some fanart, but I have no time. I've been massively influenced by Naruto, having read it ever since grade school. Masashi Kishimoto, your efforts are greatly appreciated.
Finally done drawing the cover for Flowerwall. I think it's the most effort I've put into one so far. Though I can't say yet whether putting in more effort means it'll be that much better of a result. But I'm pleased with it for now.
Things that don't make such promises have no freedom. I think freedom comes from the gap between one thing and another. If you're in the center of a huge desert and are told "You can go anywhere you want," you have no real will to go anywhere at all; freedom can't come into being without any restraints. With the protection of restriction, of promises, charm can come into the picture.
This isn't limited to art, but functional things are beautiful. Pictures make an agreement with the viewer - "I'll tell lies of a sort, but will never lie about anything else" - and make good use of that fact. That's the basic logic for how realism can dwell even in what seems at a glance to be an absurd portrayal.
Wondering what makes a good picture while I draw. Going slow as a result.
When you have a concert with multiple people, where mutual support takes priority, it's not necessary for a single instrument to cover the entire range of notes. In fact, it's an impediment. Jack of all trades and master of none... well, maybe not quite that, but something like "People who are too self-assertive cause discord with those around them."
I heard something interesting from a guitar technician. Apparently there can be a phenomenon where you can use a guitar cable thousands of times, and it'll have a "good sound," but "it's so good that it's unusable." Its range becomes too broad to adequately mix with the ensemble, so it has to be left out. So that can happen.
I bought the 3DS Smash Bros., and I'm playing a game that feels like a game for the first time in ages. It's fun.
Since moving, I've become able to write lyrics with comparatively little faltering. The importance of changing your environment.
My generation is often said to be full of slackers and the like, as if we're mistakes, and as we grow, we continue to be implicitly told "You're too late." But at the very least, I have the conceit that I make beautiful music. I believe that no amount of change in the times will cause a speck of deterioration in children.
A child on the roadside seemed to be outrageously happy to receive permission from their parents to go to the pool. People who look at things changing with the flow of time and say "I feel bad for kids today" are not few, but children will always extract the slightest things and bring them home with care. I feel that they're always striving to be bountiful.
The premium concert Last Homeroom has concluded. It was a ton of fun. Thank you, everyone.
Today is my first concert. Thanks.
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Kitano's movies are terribly violent, but it's depicted in such an indifferent way, and people just stare blankly when they see death. By keeping it in mind that people inherently comprehend death, characters can be killed off one after another and die just like that. They live hand in hand with death. That's super cool.
I really like Takeshi Kitano's "Sonatine," and these low-stat days make me want to watch it. There's an air of death through the whole movie, while strikes a wonderful contrast with fresh and beautiful Ishigaki. And oddly enough, watching it cheers me up.
When it rains, my stats in battle take a remarkable hit. Have to do something about that.
Behind the words used to describe something as beautiful is hidden the power to call something else ugly. It might seem most rational to keep silent out of concern for this, but then there can be no words with power at all.
Lately a lot of people have tweeted at me asking "How do you read the kanji in your name?" It's "Kenshi Yonezu." I suppose no one who doesn't know that would ever figure to read it that way, but it is my real name.
It's almost guaranteed whenever I meet someone in person for the first time that they say "I thought you were smaller (shorter)." I wonder why.
And I've been made very aware of your distress. I just want to keep making beautiful things. And I want to hit all the steps necessary for that purpose. So please just wait a little longer. I'll come see you all in the near future, count on it. (Fin)
Personally, I think Daikanyama UNIT is pretty big. Honestly, I would have liked to build up from much smaller places. But my music has grown to the point where that simply wouldn't do. So there was really no other choice. I asked favors of others to make music. So a "concert" was something essential. (Cont.)
In essence, I can't say much about my "skill at performing" that music. Saying this undoes nothing at this point. This is what I chose, so I have to take care of this myself. Thus I rented the space of Daikanyama UNIT. (Cont.)
When it comes to doing concerts, I am a complete novice. I was in a band in middle school, but I can count how many I've experienced on both hands. As a result of always making "music" on the internet, that alone matured and grew out, but I could not foster the "body" that went along with it. (Cont.)
This situation was never even anticipated. Not only did it surpass my own past experience, the topic came up many times in meetings with the staff. Yet what ultimately led to this result was mostly my own inclination. (Cont.)
There have been far more early tickets being sold for the one-man concert than expected, rather a ridiculous amount considering the capacity of UNIT. As such, there have been more and more people who want to go but cannot, and I'm hearing many dissapointed voices. I'm truly sorry. (Continued)
I'd like girls to sing that song. RT @1207shinee Yonezu-san! I'm going to cover Eine Kleine with a friend of mine as a final memory of high school! *I'll be doing the vocals*
I'm often told I look like the father in The Wolf Children Ame and Yuki. RT @yk01h Yonezu-san, you're like a wolf. (Compliment)
No, thank you. RT @mkmmnm My two-year-old daughter keeps watching the Eine Kleine video. She mimics the characters, sings the "Why? Why?" part, and just likes it a lot. Thank you for the wonderful song.
That's how I think!
The friends you always have in the end are those in a 3-meter radius. Whether they're family, friends, or loved ones. There isn't any point in using theory to judge good and evil. People who tell you "We're still friends" no matter how much you theoretically failed are what give you life.
Theory, context, knowledge - those academic (?) sorts of things are always right. But while there's no doubt about that, they won't be your friends. They won't affirm your life. They're always neutral. You can't cling to that sort of thing.
Making music is really enjoyable, and really tiring. It might seem like a strange thought.
For practice, a stylish girl I saw the other day.
YANKEE placed second on the Oricon weekly chart. Making more good songs. Thanks.
Video uploaded. Thanks. Kenshi Yonezu MV "WOODEN DOLL"
Yoshikage Kira.
Doodle Jotaro.
People around high school age often come to me asking "Which should I study, art or music?", and if there's anything I can say to that, it's probably just "Can't it be both?" Personally, there's still tons I don't get about art and music.
Sample's here. The Illustration Disk is super bulky.
Uploaded a new video. Thanks. Kenshi Yonezu 2nd Album "YANKEE" Crossfade
I got something kind of awesome. Thank you very much.
A friend went out to the veranda to take a smoke, then came back with mud smeared on his face. I asked him what this was all about, and he said he mistook an airplane for a UFO and his legs gave out and he stylishly tripped. It irritated me how, from his expression, he was treating it like nothing.
Repost. Uploaded a new video. I drew a ton of pictures for it. Kenshi Yonezu MV "Eine Kleine"
Uploaded a new video. I also made the MV. Thanks. Kenshi Yonezu MV "Eine Kleine"
Uploading a video around midnight tonight. Also, I'll do a Ustream at 9 PM. Thanks.
The title "Eine Kleine" might sound pretty odd to people who know German, but this title was one that washed up after a lot of fumbling, and was ultimately chosen for the sound and appearance of the words themselves. Note that yes, this is kind of an excuse.
[Natalie.mu and RO69 post articles about how Eine Kleine is being used in - and was written to be used in - a commercial for the Tokyo Metro. They also include Kenshi's comments about how it's a song about always looking forward no matter what, so it fits since that's something the Tokyo Metro does on a consistent basis.]
Present during the filming for the Living Dead Youth video was a little girl about 3 or 4 years old. While composing, I was reminded of how she was saying "You can't be noisy 'cause it'll scare the dogs." I see, so I can't... be noisy.
Drawing work has paused, so today I'm going back to being a music person.
New song uploaded. Thanks. Kenshi Yonezu MV "Living Dead Youth"
It was my birthday. I'm 23 today. Thanks for the replies.
I'm drawing a ridiculous amount of art. If you asked me my occupation right now, I'm not sure I could even say "musician."
I'm losing my ability to concentrate, so I'll end it here. Sorry to those I couldn't reply to. Thank you very much.
I really liked the beauty of the final scene, driving away on the truck. RT @pyochan_ Do you know the 1971 film Melody?
Kawasaki's Einstein. RT @9610n7 Please give me a genius-sounding nickname.
It's in there, but I rarely consider explaining it. RT @firo_renyu I know you want people to imagine what they like about your lyrics, but strictly speaking, do you more or less have an idea of "This is how the story is... and it has this meaning..."?
Radical Dodoitsu. RT @aluta_smile Please give me a crazy-sounding nickname in five seconds.
Hyper Rice Sputnik. RT @okome04 Please think up a nickname in ten seconds.
A friend who passed away. RT @kohareeeeeena If you could choose just one person who you've grown estranged and distant from to meet again, who would it be?
Not putting your ideals too high. RT @sakanamaries What do you think is important in addition to always drawing?
I felt guilty about disgracing the original by quoting it, but I used it since I really wanted to. RT @gilbert9251 I heard you like Kenji Miyazawa, Yonezu-san. Is the title of Love and Fever related to the Love and Fever in Spring and Asura?
I think you should go to college. RT @gano_2525 I'm in my third year of high school hoping to draw and eat in the future, but my parents are opposed and tell me to go to college. Which would you choose, Yonezu-san?
I didn't study at all, so I got the worst grades. RT @1236124h839a I got a bad grade in math. Did you get good grades in high school math, Yonezu-san?
I'd immediately get behind my opponent's back and make them think "What?!", like Kastro from Hunter x Hunter. RT @hiro_ynz If there were another one of you, what would you do?
I did tennis. RT @ppppp__86 What club were you in as a student?
Establish some conditions like "if I do this, then it's okay for me to do music," and if that doesn't work, just don't even listen to your parents. RT @makolish0311 I want to do music, but my parents won't accept it. How would you persuade them, Yonezu-san? Some persuasive words, please!
Let's both do our best. RT @mile300 Yonezu-san, you've influenced me to aim to be a professional in art and music. Please, a word for me.
I thought I was better than anyone in the world at drawing Kirby. RT @azarea_to_kani What kind of art did you draw at a child?
Not having contradictions is highly implausible. RT @jyoooo1002 Do you think it's hard to live a life without contradictions?
I always do. RT @rw_410f Do you ever have fear or anxiety about letting yourself be known?
I've been asked "Are you entering the priesthood?", if that counts. RT @Querkopf1009 Do your friends ever tell you anything about your real name? Like that it's cool or awesome.
I do what I'm doing now. RT @kurage_008 When you feel like you can't draw, what do you do first?
My face says it was nothing at all, but my heart screams HELL YEAAAAAH. RT @harujiwon1110 How do you feel when you throw something since the trash can is too far, and it makes it clean in?
Someone else to affirm them. RT @heropanda524 What do people who don't have confidence in themselves ultimately lack?
I often look at rivers. It's interesting how they can be completely different depending on the day. RT @yotyannn I like staring absentmindedly at the stars. Do you even go to see the stars, Yonezu-san?
You have lots to look forward to. RT @KalE1d0sc0pe A word to my son who's about to turn six months old.
I've lately gotten into the sound of the gamelan. RT @skymuneko Is there an instrument you'd like to use in the future?
If I thought it was good, I would. RT @ami_hitorie Would you take an offer to do a theme song for a moe anime?
Because I wanted more to be known about myself. RT @RogaS_12 After having Vocaloids sing for you for so long, why did you decide to sing yourself, Yonezu-san?
I have no philosophy regarding death, so I'll just have to stick to living. RT @wezxd Please tell us your thoughts on life and death.
The man on the YANKEE cover with the complacent smile is named "Yankikee." RT @terajima_link93 Do the characters that appear in your CDs have names or anything, Yonezu-san?
I dunno, but I guess you should probably listen to a ton of music. RT @mikiya_disney I want to be a singing, song-writing person like you; is there anything I should study while I'm a student?
Imagine you're a robot and move your body on auto-pilot. RT @chaff_grenade I've pondered this a lot lately. How should one surmount hard times?
The figure-skating exhibition. You know, that little zombie Radionova. RT @mngsmgs What's left a deep impression on you lately?
I may be in the most difficult period for me thus far right now. RT @llO_o_Oll What's the most difficult thing you've ever experienced?
I believe that's your duty. RT @nori2JJ My son got accepted to high school yesterday. He didn't study at all, and yet he got in. Please give him a scolding so he won't make light of life in the future.
How it's 4 days of crazy enthusiasm thanks to the Awa Dance, then 361 days of deathly silence. RT @hsponpuz Yonezu-san, Yonezu-san, what do you think's good about Tokushima??
I guess it depends on the nuances of how and when I'm being told so. RT @65Mazeruna07 Yonezu-san, do you take "you're strange" as a compliment?
I like that while he himself isn't a very powerful fighter, his strength lies in being able to help others with his virtues and gentility. RT @bon6969 You said you like Polnareff, Yonezu-san, but I'd like to know what specifically is appealing about him in your eyes.
I want instantaneous movement to cut down on travel expenses. RT @perikan0131965 If you could have psychic powers, what kinds of powers would you want?
I don't much like that notion that they "fall out." I crawl around in search of them. RT @1299_n Where do those wonderfully unique lyrics fall out from?
"Clarity." RT @0710Cell In a word, how would you sum up your next album?
I recall that when I went to kindergarten, I wanted to be an umbrella salesman. RT @minadukiruka121 What were your hopes for the future when you were little?!
It was fun, so I'll do this reply-answering thing again. Send me what you like!
@lemmingdisease I hated the barber so much, I just cut it myself, and got better and better...
lemmingdisease (Re: cutting hair): "Seriously?!?!?!?! Woah!!!!!!"
Have I been doing this for over an hour? I'll wrap this up, then. It was fun, so I might do it again.
A person's history. RT @0reiyu0 As someone with an unclassifiable ingenuity, Yonezu-san, what do you say is individuality?
I think I should have seen much more and had that extra influence. Only in hindsight, of course. RT @conia617 Is there anything you think you should have done in your teens?
It's not like anyone's asking particularly clever questions. I think you shouldn't get so worked up. RT @be_sevenn Unable to think of a clever question, after so much time agonizing over it, I ended up sending this reply and am immediately regretting it. Am I alone in this?
It's my real name. RT @Sanae0813 Hachi, how did you decide the name Kenshi Yonezu?
I can't help but weep at Mr. Snape's devotion. RT @muscalSmine Do you prefer Malfoy or Snape?
Well, there are people I like despite not agreeing with them at all. RT @ameiuy Regardless of gender, are you more attracted to people with values like yours or those without?
Your own senses. RT @y_kannami What can be the biggest obstacle when making music, I wonder?
Why'd you take one big bite of it? RT @12270324 I drew a picture of pudding today. How do you like it?
Study. RT @cookiemilk1925 Please, a word to me who has Twitter open during exam crunch and keeps sending replies until I get one back from you, Yonezu-san.
Lately, I've been really into Siberian huskies. A rare combination of coolness and cuteness. RT @ffffuji What do you think the coolest animal is?
I recommend Alex Shearer's "The Speed of the Dark." RT @junka_na Do you read, Yonezu-san? I'd like to hear if you have any recommendations.
Congratulations. RT @2c0Fj I'm graduating today! A word, please!
Quite often. RT @norasandayo Hachi, have you ever listened to someone's song and clearly thought "this isn't very good" or "I hate this song"?
I cut it myself. RT @am_i_38 I want a haircut like yours, Hachi. How do you ask them to cut it at the barber?
Art liked me first. RT @thewimps0705 Have you liked art since you were a child?
Sleep. RT @mitsugetsu0902 A word to those of us who are cheerfully sending replies despite the late hour?
The beauty of the melody. RT @_m06_ If there's anything you think that deserves the utmost care when composing, I'd love to hear it.
Hm, I can't remember. RT @KiraRi_0514y_HK How high can you vault?
I really love Kanye West. RT @yocchan_nico_ Do you have any interest in rap?
It's not apperance, but I'm captivated by people who use "atashi" and pronounce it beautifully. RT @Rauni_815 I like the appearance of men with clean-shaven faces. Is there a kind of woman's appearance you like?
Investigate what's hindering you, and if it's simply a matter of motivation, re-evaluate your living habits. RT @ym_rwpca What do you do when you know you need to do something to fulfill a dream, but you can't do it or get caught on something?
I will. The plans are already there in my head. RT @tapiocalove I'll get right to the point. Are you going to upload any more Vocaloid songs in the future?
Not at all. Just listen as you like, is what I'd like. RT @gishiko_7 When you're usually thinking up lyrics, do you make them thinking "I want them to be listened with this point of view"?
Many have, but I think the most influential were BUMP OF CHICKEN. RT @akaandsia What artist has had the biggest influence on you?
Ioujima in Nagasaki. It might have just been coincidence, but it was wonderfully devoid of people. @yuricheeel Yonezu-san, where's your favorite place you've ever set foot in, in or out of Japan?
I don't practice much. I only draw when it's for work, or otherwise I immediately post it online. RT @xxzeroxx50 Yonezu-san, you can draw such unique art! Do you do a lot of practice?
Currently (I'm in the middle of part III), Polnareff. RT @mameta_29 Who's your favorite JoJo character?
Rainy days make my head hurt, so the former, but I like rain when I'm inside. RT @otohito08 Do rainy days lower your spirits? Or raise them?
Not necessarily. RT @neroru_neroru Are you always awake around this time? [4 AM]
There's a couple, but if I had to pick one, Yotsuba&. RT @arsmg01 What's your favorite manga?
I'm not getting much work done, so I'll answer any replies that catch my eye. Ask questions if you want.
Whenever I said I hadn't read JoJo, people kept telling me "You're missing out" and "I'm jealous you can read it for the first time," so I've started reading it lately. It's good. There's an unending flow of lines that people commonly make reference to, so even I find myself thinking "Ahh, so that's what that is," and the pieces all slowly fit together, my questions gradually melting away.
I had some publicity photos taken, and there was one of them which was like "Hissatsu Shigotonin" that made me lose track of time cackling to myself. It's funny, but I think I might scrap it.
A doodle. Though it's a mere doodle, once I uploaded it to Twitter I suddenly noticed some things and made changes.
The album tracklist and cover have been released. I'm drawing a bunch of other art, too. I think some more info will come out later, so look forward to it.
Done with mastering for the album. Now to draw the cover.
I'm releasing a new album April 23rd. It's titled "YANKEE." I made lots of good songs for it. Thanks. [Other info from Natalie.mu: 15 songs, but no names revealed. Can be bought in three editions: just the CD, CD and DVD with two PVs, or CD and 80-page illustration book. And also, a solo concert coming up sometime in commemoration.]
You have no choice but to trust what's in yourself. You have no choice but to ignore, to some extent, the feelings of others. Whatever good or ill will, they have to be one-way. You have no choice but to, dare I say, "force" what you think makes you feel happy. I think once both parties have accomplished that, a mutual love can be born.
There's an inexhaustible number of things that have kind intentions and result in anger, or have ill intentions and result in goodwill. When you try to fully grasp and understand another's feelings, it always comes with an unremovable "What if they think of it like this?" anxiety, and you become unable to move from fear.
The act of making someone enjoy themselves or delight, in the sense of "affecting their heart," ultimately isn't all that much different from hurting someone. It can be an extremely good thing or an extremely bad thing. That's not for you to decide, but for the person on the receiving end.
At a family restaurant, a person who seemed to be a boys' high school student tried to unzip his jacket. But the zipper just wouldn't work, so he hastily shouted "Shoot, it's shot!", and I just thought, goodness. [The Japanese comes off as a pun because while "shimatta" is being used to mean "darn it!", it appears to contradict "shimaran" - it could be thought of as saying "it closed, it won't close!"]
Happy New Year.
I haven't done a single end-of-year-ish thing since the end of last year, only work, so I feel like I'm still in 2012.
I bought an issue of CoroCoro Comics on a whim since it caught my eye at the store, and it turns out Dorabase from my elementary school days is still going to this day as New Dorabase. Plus, it actually looks pretty good.
Cold, huh.
Even if you have only the strength to tell the people you like you like them, you don't need much else. I've had countless painful experiences because I've always lacked that. There are people I've never met again because of how indecisive I was. If you don't properly recognize that you can't live alone, living will be full of hardship.
Everyone feels rather lonely when they live alone, yet that they would be denied escape and blind acceptance as well is just too harsh.
Loneliness can make you pity yourself or make you indignant and heroic. The more you do that kind of fleeing from misery, the less capable you are of keeping dynamism and keeping yourself positive in times when you come to like a person.
I've said this or that about people blindly and fanatically having fun from a meta perspective, then ending up getting into it myself since it really is just simple fun. But without exception, it all comes back to the self.
Writing a line, erasing a line. That's how it's been for the last two months or so. I'm way too slow at creating.
When I hear the female voice from the waste collection car saying "Even if it's broken, it doesn't matter," I find myself unusually saddened. [Likely because, due to the lack of subject in Japanese, it could be interpreted as "even if I'm broken."]
I think people who create are people who reconstruct the feelings that are brewed within them by outside stimuli. This is a job of "collecting ten 0.1s to make 1" - and to make better things, we need to fully understand 0.1.
When people with no experience doing careful observation or description can only see the outlines of the tree, are in this situation of "seeing but not seeing," they can come to realize that they've been living life in a sort of drifting way.
If there's a tree in front of you, anyone with sight can look at it and say "That's a tree." But few people can perceive the shape and color of every single leaf, the curl of its roots, and its thickness. Only people who have actually carefully observed trees, who have in a sense bitten, swallowed, and digested them, can do so.
In short, we can only judge things relative to each other. This means that we can't clearly perceive things that leap over the categories we form from our experiences. This situation might be referred to as "seeing it, but not seeing it."
If you look back from the moment you were born, the first things you really understood were incredibly simple symbols like circles and squares. And by a sequence of connections going in various directions from those starting points, you can come to understand things like the nuances of lock-picking or a difference of 1 Hz in frequency.
When you see something new which you've never seen before, one method you can use to judge its validity is to compare it to things you've seen before with similar traits. So people who haven't seen very many things before can't sense as much detail, only discerning into broad categories.
I've been thinking this for a while, so I'm going to put it into words. Forgive me, but they're going to be rather long tweets.
According to my calculations, it looks like this song came two years and nine months since the last upload (Panda Hero). I'm shocked it was that long.
I'll upload the karaoke tomorrow or so. Please sing it as you like.
I finally made another Vocaloid song. Thanks in advance. GUMI MV "Donut Hole"
My single went on sale just last week, but tonight I'm uploading another video.
Wanted to go to the art show at the Budokan.
Drawing is fun.
Today's the release date of my second single, MAD HEAD LOVE / Poppin' Apathy. It turned out pretty dang good. Thanks.
Kenshi Yonezu MV "Poppin' Apathy"
I'll be uploading a video soon.
I want to make things that can be enjoyed without much refinement or thinking required.
A rough sketch for the next Monster Encyclopedia entry. Book-chan is faintly showing through.
Sometimes I see people walking their little dogs without a leash. I want to say it's mostly old ladies and old men. The dog can walk around freely, yet never strays too far from its owner. I've never had a dog myself, but I wonder, is it that easy to form such a trusting relationship?
"This is happiness, this is how it should be." Some people say this to themselves and don't question their intentions, forcing it upon others like it's nothing. A person who's simply fine with good things happening to them is happy no matter where they stand, but when others pity and mourn their outlook, it throws their sense of happiness completely out of whack.
In grade school, I often played kick the can with my friends (a sort of combination of tag and hide and seek where you call someone's name and try to catch them). But sometimes another group would join us, and we wouldn't be able to catch the people whose names we didn't know. That was just silly. I'm reminded of that when I see how anonymity reigns supreme online.
I also drew the album cover. It's Mad-kun and Poppin'-kun. [Link to an article about the MHL PV release, which also shows the cover.]
And so I've uploaded a new song. Look forward to some additional information tomorrow as well. Kenshi Yonezu MV "MAD HEAD LOVE"
And so I've uploaded a video. One fragment of my second single releasing in October. Thanks. Kenshi Yonezu MV "MAD HEAD LOVE"
I'm uploading a video today or tomorrow. I still don't have a concrete time. Thanks.
I had a conversation with Jin. It's great to talk to someone else from my generation. Seems the conversation is going to be in September 30th's Rockin'on Japan.
Sometimes I think improbable things like "I wonder if that thing came out of me?" Was it really a scarab, and if not, what was it? Was it wrong of me to kill it? Around this time of year, I find my mind unendingly filled with such thoughts.
When I returned to my parents' home about three, four summers ago, I was lying on my side on a futon when I felt a strange itch around my chest. I touched my hand there and found that a scarab beetle was crawling on me. Startled, I smacked it away, and the blow killed it, but to this day it still makes me uneasy.
Updated my blog. German Throwing Repeatedly
My second single "MAD HEAD LOVE / Poppin' Apathy" will be released October 30th. Now to do the mastering. Thanks in advance.
RT @natalie_mu Kenshi Yonezu's New Album, "MAD HEAD LOVE / Poppin' Apathy" [Announcing his second single, containing the two title songs and Wanna Be a Bird At Least.]
I think there's going to be some sort of news tomorrow. Look forward to it.
Once when I was in middle school, I didn't want to go to school, so I faked sick and went to the hospital, and it turned out I really did have the flu. Perhaps I'm too insensitive to the ongoings inside my body.
I've started drinking energy drinks somewhat out of superstition, but I've had so many not really feeling they have an effect. I don't know if it's because of my expectations or what.
If it's for your own sake, or for the sake of someone you love, then by all means you can hurt others. It's only natural that you have to kick others down to live, so calling it hubris is hubris in itself.
The way the kanji for "bad" is composed appears to imply the meaning "lacking in heart," but so long as you live, no one will ever have "sufficient heart" in that sense. It's fine if you're a "bad" person.
Moral codes that don't recognize how the kindness, sympathy, and sense of justice we possess are directly linked with ill intentions are the biggest pain.
Practice.
Gonna write a blog post.
I've been eating exclusively shirokuma. I didn't think it would be so tasty.
Making "good things" is fairly simple, just a matter of applying logic. Making "special things," on the other hand, is where it gets tough. There are millions of "good things" in the world.
Replies confirmed it: it appears I started my Twitter four years ago on July 21st. It's a little emotional to think it's already been that long. I also feel like so much and yet so little has happened.
I've been listening to Grizzly Bear nonstop lately. Really good.
But, ah well. Enjoy life.
I truly hate people who groan about fatal accidents causing their train to be delayed. They don't care one bit about others, never coming out of their own self-centeredness.
Updated my blog. atom
If you don't tell the people you love you love them, well, you don't know when they'll be gone. So tell them.
I haven't seen any girls carrying red bags lately. It's all been black these days. I wonder when it changed.
Posted to Pixiv. After a Fight
Posted to Pixiv. Wah!
I want to make fantastic things. And that's it.
The feeling of being free is something that is born anew between gaps in the absence of freedom, so it's not exactly a simple thing to come upon. I don't feel that living selfishly and taking directions from no one is in any way freedom. There's no point to it.
I went to have glasses made the other day, and was surprised to find out my eyesight had worsened by about 0.15. There's always been a difference between my left and right eyes, and apparently such people get weary eyes easily.
I've been talking about Santa Maria in various places. Like magazines and such. The extent to which I make words out of my creations is important.
Santa Maria appears to be playing in all sorts of places. The same was true of diorama, but I've yet to come across any of them myself.
@izuky444himura Thank you.
izuky444himura: "It may be heard stupidly. However, I'm a musician. And, I want to be like you. Is inside love. There is a music video displaying you. Greeting from Chile. Future guitarist girl. Has many dreams in her pocket." [This was clearly Google-translated to Japanese, so... I reflected that.]
Kenshi Yonezu "Santa Maria" MV [NicoNico]
New song. Thanks in advance. Kenshi Yonezu "Santa Maria" MV
I'll be uploading the Santa Maria video tonight at midnight. Thanks.
Someone once said you can only see angels at night. In times when you're fed up with living, there are moments where slight occurences you would never normally notice can save you. The laughter you hear passing by and the worthless small talk can become angels to pull you up out of the mire. If only I could make something like that.
It's a good night.
Listening to music and drinking.
When I was young, my hot-temperedness led me to break pencils in frustration of not wanting to study. Lately, it seems like that sort of thing has made a comeback. Changes in environment.
We all have parts we don't want anyone to touch. Even if we don't have ill will toward a person, there are words they can say that will hurt us. It's the same as that. There's no need to yield things you refuse to yield and make your life harder to live. Sometimes you must punch out others to protect yourself.
Theeeee end.
I recognize I'm standing in a somewhat iffy position, but when I see such off-putting things, I can't help but make it known that I can't possibly approve of them. Because I really want no part in or association with them. Sometimes the things I see will fill me with joy or anger. So I think you should do what you like and not worry about it.
If you want to do fanworks, then knock yourself out, I say. I was brought up in contact with that sort of thing, and when I started on NicoNico Douga, I felt that quality of the online community was a truly amazing one. But having something in which I hold at least a little pride remolded in some off-putting form is hard to be permissive of.
I don't really have any particular opinion at all on unauthorized copying. I've seen many replies from people who use my art as avatars, and I can permit that. What I can't stand is alterations and added decoration beyond that I would permit. I've been consistent on this ever since back when I did singing videos and such.
Certainly I'm not saying I'm an expert at design, but am I not correct that a good design should "leave an impression"? The fonts are all over the place, it's a complete mystery as to why it's dropping in images from my homepage rather than using the album cover, and the mouth part is gouged out for reuse. Speaking for myself, it's discomforting.
I retweeted that without thinking because there was just so much I could pick on. These kinds of things certainly do come up. I guess there's nothing I can do.
That design is a little, uh... I mean, sure, I'm glad someone made it for me, but...
[Hachi retweets an ad for Santa Maria from Animate.]
My first single "Santa Maria" will be released by Universal Sigma. It's out May 29th. Go here for details. http://www.universal-music.co.jp/yonezu-kenshi/
The self is independent of mind and body; it is much more expansive, reaching places you can never hope to see. I wish I could only see the faces of the people who enjoy what I create.
I've always made music alone, but strictly speaking, we don't make things alone. Since the moment of my birth, many things have come to my ears and eyes, some just so happening to condense and ferment within me, and they happen to become music. The "self" is little more than the tiny core you get when you peel away all the layers of an onion.
Though I may consider my heart personal space, something symmetrical to it can be seen in my body, the room I live in, and the friends and relatives who surround me. That is the scattering and condensing of the self, and it can be difficult to tell the difference unless you look closely.
Scribble.
When you're making something, what's most essential isn't a refined philosophy or a miraculous technique, but merely the enjoyment for creation. If you don't have that, it's all pointless.
When people constantly point out every little flaw in the things they dislike, always putting themselves just a little bit above, that self-defense of theirs soon turns them into an ineffective mockery of themselves. Their own words cause them to drag their feet, making them unable to move. It's like putting a curse on yourself.
I wanna do fun stuff.
@acane_madder Ah, it's been a while. Thank you very much.
acane_madder: "Happy birthday to you!"
@lasah_ichijo Thank you very much. I look forward to your album.
lasah_ichijo: "Happy birthday, Hachi-kun! Can't wait for your single!"
An announcement. At the end of May, I'll be releasing a single. It's called "Santa Maria." Three songs have been recorded. Details will be coming later.
If there exists even a single thing you refuse to yield, you will naturally have to hate someone. If you wish to avoid conflict and end up surrendering even those things you aren't very willing to give up, you gradually lose your sense of belonging, and ultimately end up unnecessary to everyone. Sometimes living calls for a smattering of selfishness.
I saw Les Misérables. It was pretty good, but around thirty minutes in I was thinking "Can't these guys just talk normal?"
Updated my blog. Cigarettes Taste Like Cold Cayenne Pepper
Ayanami from Evangelion.
Asuka from Evangelion.
Posted to Pixiv. Slipping
I feel that value is a quality that can only be established by comparison. Yet regardless of any definition of value, so long as you enjoy the process of creation, the value others see in it is completely irrelevant. Enjoyment and growth, thickheadedness and aesthetic sense - if you can create while keeping them independent, that's a good arrangement.
When I was around early-elementary-school age, I liked to draw Kirby. I believe the pictures were really not very good, but there was a time when I thought I was the best person in Japan at drawing Kirby. That thickheadedness of mine weakened the more communities I came to associate with, and a self-reflective sense of aesthestics was nurtured in its place.
I'm making music. I think I'll be able to tell you something about it fairly soon.
@wowaka Oh, yes. Messaged you.
wowaka: "Hey Hachi, you wanna go drinking sometime this month? I've got something to talk about."
Getting pumped up. I'll do my best.
In my personal relationships, it begins to feel that the thread is fraying and knotting up for a long period of time, and it makes my head hurt. Naturally, I have responsibilities of my own, so I suppose I must undo it or cut it sooner rather than later.
A crowd of people hurriedly headed in all directions, all waiting for a boat. Shoulders collide, feet are stepped on, it leads to irritation. But whether you love or hate the person beside you, you won't be with them forever, so why not enjoy some food and drink with them? Bitter enemies on the same boat - steady as she goes!
The end of another day. Everyone holds their own separate beliefs. They disturb the peace in everything they do, and live while being insulted. Nothing to be done but that, again and again.
Posted to Pixiv. Lalilu
I'm really quite surprised that this year is already coming to a close. I hope to head energetically into the next year. Also, I'll be streaming at 11 on the 27th, so I hope to see you then.
Posted to Pixiv. Grudge
Posted to Pixiv. Mope
Buying a model gun to prepare for conscription.
You alright?
Practice. Drawing is hard.
Mourn
The skills I possess are ever developing, so I've yet to stop thinking of them as worthless. But even so, sometimes I'm told "Isn't it great just that you can do this?" And I always think "I don't know, was it great as I made my way toward being able to do this?" It feels like you're just glancing over the whole process that led up to today.
Posted to Pixiv. Run Away
Posted to Pixiv. Strike
Drawing is really fun.
Posted to Pixiv. Floating
When you mock a person who trips and scrapes their knee, karma will in no time have you tripping and scraping your own knee. As such, I just realized that's one reason not to say anything that needs not be said.
When a politician or media personality makes a verbal slip, it's considered bad and worthy of much criticism, and so bashing spreads under the guise of good intentions and sympathy. When I see a news article that takes a gaffe completely out of context, it makes me wonder who they're trying to talk to.
When someone is insulted, the one being insulted may not themselves consider it an insult. But a third party can step in and say "Don't be so mean!", cementing it as a "mean thing." This kind of "sympathy" is honestly more annoying than the people who dish out the insults.
12 inch nails (2)
@wowaka Hm... I'll keep that in mind. Thanks.
wowaka: "I don't care about the color at all, but I have been bugged by a fair amount of glare and reflection, I guess."
@wowaka I see... It seems the lenses are slightly tinted. Does that not bug you?
wowaka: "I've been wearing some for about two months and I think they're fine. But that's just what I think."
The other day, one of the temples on my glasses broke clean off. But since I only use them for watching TV and on the computer, I doubt the lenses would break, and so I've just been putting up with only having one of the temples. I recently learned there were glasses for PC use, though; how are those? Does anyone use them?
Posted to Pixiv. 12 inch nails
Coloring practice.
Rather than things being genuinely profound, it's really just you who's choosing to going deeper and deeper. If you want to go deep, you can go as far as you want - or rather, you go to a point that satisfies you. It's not right to be haughty simply for having done that.
People should stop calling everything "profound." They say you can find meaning in anything if you persist long enough, and they act like it's a difficult thing to do. But if you just keep piling up stones on the side of the road, like it not, that's "profound" too.
I want a drink, right now. Somebody buy me something.
Panda Hero
Christmas Morgue
Face
There's a biorhythm to human appearance such that depending on the day, you might look good or you might look bad. So what does that mean for looking at a single picture online and declaring someone not worth your time? Making judgements from an isolated instant, expecting perfection and denying any deviation from your own expectation. It makes you seem like such a virgin.
In the course of daily life, you'll sometimes have to confront people who are distasteful for various reasons. You won't mesh with them at all, thinking "what's this guy's problem?" As soon as you can get away from them, you won't go anywhere they go. It's easy to deny them, but what I really want is to be like Alien Metron, with the determination and pride to graciously welcome them over a table.
When I went to a past Vocaloid Master, I was given presents in a rather large Pokémon Center bag. On my way home, being so burdened with luggage, I had the appearance of some tourist who came to Tokyo to have loads of fun, and that made me feel terrible.
Once, back in elementary school, I went to a local barber shop with my friends, and we talked with the lady there. At some point, she ended up crying, and told us as she wiped her tears, "Sometimes I get really excited talking about things I like, so I get weepy..." Hearing this, I thought "I totally understand," and that's my oldest memory of having sympathy for a stranger. The lady was talking about Golgo 13, incidentally.
Posted to Pixiv: Sleepyheads
Posted to Pixiv: I Want to Be the Night
Our daily lives are packed with disorienting amounts of music, books, and art. But as a result, even if we're in a frenzied search for them, the things we like are things which we happen upon by chance. After all, aren't the people you like naturally among those who are close at hand?
There live many kinds of strangers in the world, but I would never expect to get a reply from a stranger saying "I'm a friend of Hachi-san's friend's friend's little brother."
I recall a night of drinking. As the party came to a close, suddenly someone started vomiting, and the one who tried to help them started vomiting too, and once it reached a third, my friend exclaimed "Oh crap, it's Resident Evil!" and got the hell out of there, looking terrified. I wonder what he's doing now.
Happiness isn't just about being satisfied. Motivation isn't free. In your life, there are things you consider necessary in living a long life. A friend picked up a half-read book with a bookmark in it and said "This book is really good, but I haven't read any further than this."
Making your experiences or emotions into music and singing them for people is a rather strange thing, I think. A screaming drinker filled with desire, a girl going from joy to sorrow due to her hair and the color of her nails, a college student staring at their smartphone on the train - all strange just the same. Everyone's different.
It's said that cooking is a means of communication. Personally, I can't cook. But wanting to share with others and offer them something, in a sense, is the basis of why I create. And while I don't like the fact that once cuisine is eaten, that's the end of it, I can understand how it might be enjoyable for others. Such is what I pondered while eating some slightly salty pasta.
tetuhauu: "I read it. I'm really wondering who on earth her lover is. I thought the girl was an unborn embyro, but... how would she and her lover have met in that case? And what happened to him afterward? Reading Kenshi-san's storybooks makes me think a lot."
syuka_08: "I took a look at "Being Born." I'm having trouble finding the words, but it made me think about how the ones being born have worries of their own. It was wonderful how he supported her. I thought a lot about where she went after being born. Thank you very much."
amedama28: "Reading Days of Happiness sent shivers down my spine, but I just felt empty at the end of Being Born. Did she die? I didn't really get it, so I'll try re-reading it. At any rate, I really like this storybook series."
p2lvym12: "I read "Being Born"! I more or less took it as death being the beginning of a new life. It gives me a strange feeling. Indeed, it's up to me. It made me think how I want to live life to the fullest. Kenshi-san's mild art fit very well, too!"
amane0511: "My thoughts! I really liked your word choice. I was wondering why her body seemed sort of transparent. The way it ends seems like it's open to a lot of different theories. It was a really fantastic story!"
kousuke85598901: "Would it be right to think of "being born" as reincarnation? Or is it just a replacement of "death" with "birth"? That's what it made me think. I'm jealous of your thoughts, Hachi-san. But it was also encouraging for me. I'm truly grateful, and you have my support. I'm not sure what to say but... do your best."
fu_ga0426: "I read it. It was a very deep story. Even though it was told with very simple words, I was moved. Whatever life she lives from now on is up to her. It was wonderful."
Love2malicious: "Just as I thought she had a wonderful lover, I noticed it looks like he's missing the ring finger on his left hand. That made me sad."
arstkjhn: "I read it! The perspective (?) in the passage made it seem like it was sucking me in. Where did you learn how to draw? Your drawings have so many different styles, and they're all wonderful! Also, it was wonderful how the little girl (?) looked peaceful to the very end."
inu_230: "I didn't get the deep stuff, but her memories vanishing into thin air left an impression. Also, I like your art, Hachi-san."
dw1plus: "Where'd she go? Eager for a sequel."
personapersonal: "The deer story was easier to understand and I liked it better. But "Being Born" made me think a lot more."
kushock: "I liked the girl, she was cute. I liked how her love said "That's up to you" and went back to his book. I liked the feeling of them trying hard not to say things."
sibadog426: "I really loved the atmosphere. Another caribou story would be great, too!"
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I updated the gallery on my website with the semi-storybook "Being Born." Please reply with any thoughts you have on it.
I updated the gallery on my website with the semi-storybook "Being Born." Thanks.
I began to draw Hatsune Miku, but I'm not sure who it is at this point.
I'll be uploading another quasi-storybook within a few days.
Every time I discover I'm able to do something I couldn't before, I lament a little over the things I can't do that I could before.
An-an-ahn-an pamyu pamyu.
What you should really have faith in is your body. That's why it's unfortunate that the internet makes it ambiguous.
The heart takes a form that suits the body. The body is displayed to countless people. Every time it's seen, it's judged. And you can't do anything to change other people's judgements of "beautiful" or "ugly." But without the body, there could be no heart. Whether it's beautiful or ugly, the body is most important.
Our bodies are always there to take responsibility for our actions. Everything else is hazy, but not as significant. No doubt your feelings and mentality are your own, but they were given to you by someone else. You can't be haughty about them.
I don't think you can have faith in your own feelings.
Let's do it slow.
It's rough and I messed up some of the chords, so I'll re-record it someday.
Test. Made a quick song and did it in one shot. You Are Ugly
Posted to Pixiv: Mr. Sun
Posted to Pixiv: Marriage
Woman
I currently have no plans to release any new albums or anything and I'm bored, so please email me any interesting stories.
I just checked it, and there's an astounding number of emails. I'm really sorry.
Ah, that's right. When I made my homepage last year and felt my profile was too sparse, I made a brand new email address to put there. But I haven't checked it even once since then. I've been told I'm famous for never getting in touch with people, but I suppose there may be a good reason behind that comment. I'll check it now.
People who are afraid to think about what they accomplished yesterday and go nowhere, yet try to justify their position by using cheap insults to put down people who do achieve things, are utterly hopeless. Who cares about how despicable I am? I think we'd all be better off if you were more positive.
Nothing can exist perfectly. Whatever you do, there are imperfections. We can simply approach perfection, but everyone makes mistakes from birth. When we're afraid of being disliked, our words have no power. And since we trouble ourselves thinking about those foolhardy things, we come to think we shouldn't bother because we're afraid of disappearing.
I always think being positive is the most effective means of opposition.
Experiment
Of course, there are also these kinds: People who are always regretting, but with no time for introspection, so they remain in dampness and flee from their responsibility. And people who in fact rejoice in having a dark, regretful past. Those are no good.
I don't mean to say that this is why it's good to doubt, or this is why it's good to believe. But I think that the most amazing things are always born in dark and damp places. In a place that's always been sunny, no one needs to make any light to validate themselves.
Only people who have dark pasts or regret not saying something they should have have the opportunity to mature. People who don't question anything can't realize their own imperfections, and thus can never mature. Weakness is the foundation of strength, and if you forget that, it's just arrogance.
Posted to Pixiv: Monster
Posted to Pixiv: Mirror
Posted to Pixiv: Unyielding Girl
I'll draw a continuation some other time.
"Good weather, eh, sonny? Let's talk."
Hey There
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Getting Up
Gyah
A doodle of something that would fit right in a boys manga.
Saying "if you don't like it, ignore it" is the same as saying "put a lid on stinky things." It's just going to force you into a place where you won't see criticism against the things you like, simply because it displeases you. If you keep at it, the lids become meaningless, and the room smells horrid.
It's unfortunate that due to the very fact of its charm, worthless people can instantly make something equally worthless.
People often reply to harsh advice on the net with "if you don't like it, ignore it," but that's not rational. Asserting that something is to your liking doesn't mean it'll be something you like eternally, and if you like something, then too much of it can cause you to dislike it. So those areas are always fuzzy.
Muscle Pain Man.
It's just that I don't like people who randomly cause others trouble like that. I don't care either way about Glutamine. If it's a false charge, then I feel sorry for him, but if not, it's something he should apologize for and be done with. [Apparently Glutamine used an emulator to play a game on stream, and this led to many Vocaloid videos getting trolled. I have literally no idea.]
Damn internet hooligans.
I guess my videos are getting trolled. Not sure what the problem is, but it's really pathetic that standards are low enough for these things to happen.
I like this kind of thing. One Stale Bus / Kenshi Yonezu [Piano Cover]
Updated my blog. Lotus Root
@pandahi_ro_gumi I'm sorry, but I have to ask you to stop.
pandahi_ro_gumi: "Excuse me. I decided I would start a Twitter account pretending to be the Panda Hero. If that's not a problem, I hope to have your blessing."
I don't think of my convictions and ideas as being my own individuality, but just a congregation of the public domain - nearly the only thing I can be certain of is my physical body. Indeed, responsibility exists only in yourself.
When people keep themselves distant, they won't be able to take a single step when faced with a hugely important choice. It's possible they'll find somewhere to go where they can be happy, but ultimately, they'll just dry up and die.
People have a way of choosing something in their lives to convince themselves of and firmly believe in, and once they've done so, there's no escaping it. Depending on the person, it can be a book, a religion, a lover. At any rate, denying someone's "belief" without looking at the fundamental parts that make up that person could perhaps be - [I think he ran out of space.]
Throughout a person's life, they're presented with an unimaginable degree of choice. I feel the ability to tackle these choices influences the quality of one's life, but to pick up and examine each choice one by one isn't within the realm of possibility. That's why people rely on books and the wisdom of others.
I'm becoming an it's-hot-bot.
Making the things you want to make, creating according to your desires and urges... authorial heroism of that sort is worthless crap. You could call it conceit, too.
Selfless devotion.
Being able to sense when to run away from things that have become boring is important.
It's hot.
The thing Den asked for is... quite something.
Updated my blog. Guns Not Allowed to Guests
It's hooooooooooooooot.
Angry outburst.
I'm an arrogant human.
What people need to live is a little bit of regularity, food, and care from others. They don't need idiots who wound people for fun. Why weren't they ever taught that? Their parents must have been dimwits.
Losing your place to belong is death. I think people who are bullied at school and commit suicide feel like school was the only place they belonged. In truth, a person could step foot outside of that place, but they'd feel like the world is going topsy-turvy after a single step out there. If only someone just told them that it's not the case.
If it were all a simple matter of facing up to problems and invariably resolving them, then people wouldn't die oppressed. If some idiot is threatening violence, then you'd better run away immediately. If only adults just had a place prepared to run away to... but instead, this happens.
I often say "run away" intentionally, but usually people reply "That's not running away" or "It's not good to run away." Is there something inherently bad about running away? You don't have to seriously believe the ridiculous assertion that you have to face all your diffculties.
I've been practicing piano. Right now, I can't even play Der Flohwalzer, but I hope to be able to play as well as this eventually.
People who create things are generally garbage.
Fanworks of the things I've created on NicoNico Douga are blindly being assigned a stubborn taboo, so that's why I said that.
Slightly off-topic, but my opinion is something I've said before: "Go ahead and do it if you want to, but I might get mad if my subjectivity judges it to be particularly egregious." I'd be grateful if you just adhere to that.
A mother raising their child in a sterile environment with too much love seems like it results in a weaker child overall. It's like a nervous PTA going "Toys could be dangerous, so repeal them!"
Artwork is something that is let out into the world and oxidized each time it's observed, so it's expected that fingermarks get on it from people booming "Don't make derivatives!" Following the logic to its conclusion, you have to say that if you don't want it touched, you don't release it at all.
I don't particularly care for compromises, but I generally make it once, publicize it, and then I'm not so concerned about my stuff anymore. I'm wondering if that's an acceptable way to be.
Let's say you took some music that plays when a comedian comes on stage in a silly, humorous way, and put it in an entirely different place, such as hearing it at a concert by the creator of the music. Then you'll unconsciously imagine those sorts of silly, humorous actions, which I think can be interesting, but I wonder how much of it various people can tolerate.
Communities you're not involved in generally appear redundant, unfocused, and absurd. But if you can't imagine how you could be associated with them, it means that you can't comprehend how others could see you in that way. Thus, people with little imagination have a similarly lesser picture of their own self. And they don't realize it.
I'm still making music, but my thoughts of truly liking music have almost entirely gone.
@kyooko_hinami It's bad.
kyooko_hinami: "HUH?!? Is it gonna be okay?!"
@task_plus9 Really? Then please.
task_plus9: "I can come on Sunday if you want!"
Almost all the data for everything I've made is inside, so if I can't get it working again, it's all over. I'm glad it happened after I was done with diorama, at least.
I'm facing off with what seems like a bad joke: namely, my external hard drive not working.
A hole opened up in the coin pocket of my wallet, and while I wasn't paying attention, it activated its Limit Break. I should probably just buy a new one.
I can understand why you'd want to make excuses and justifications for your actions, as you might not be able to do anything if you don't. But it's frightening in that if you mess up even a little, it can just end up incredibly rude.
I've been thinking more and more about wanting to be impeded and troubled. If I actually were, though, I would dislike it, so it's a strange sort of whim that's no more than that.
If you don't tell lies, you can't talk about the truth. It's better to go with true things all the way rather than lie.
Overthinking and backing out of things is a bad habit to have. Jumping into things without thinking can be just right sometimes.
Anxiety isn't something that comes from simple outside factors such as overwork or hours of sleep. It's like trying to jump over what seems like a minor obstacle, but having far less energy in your jump than you thought, your leg getting caught on it, falling over, and realizing "Ahh, I can't jump over it..."
Unfortunately I heard it out of an iPhone, but I like it most out of all of Kuroji's songs.
RT @boss9649 Original PV, Hatsune Miku, "FRIENDLY FLOWER"
In my opinion, making songs entirely on your own is most enjoyable, and if you're going to use other people's songs, you need to do so with dignity. It's like breaking up your body into pieces. Perhaps it's a sentiment known only to people who create, but when I see it handled in such bizarre ways, it feels like I'm being splashed with cold water.
In regard to fan creations for the things I make, I basically just think you can do whatever you want to do. On top of that, you can like what you like, and hate what you hate.
Mascot costumes are unexpectedly solid. In a battle, you'd need weapons to pierce one of those.
I don't think the worldwide part needs to be so emphasized. I'm making music in Japanese, as a Japanese guy. Though sure, I'm grateful that there are people outside Japan listening.
Life is a scramble for possession.
@_Yumao_ Then I wonder what's next...
_Yumao_: "Haha, well, now... I was thinking that might happen, actually."
First I heard about that part...
RT @natalie_mu Kenshi Yonezu's diorama Becomes Available Worldwide on iTunes [In the article, the primary reason given for worldwide distribution is the popularity of user-made English subtitles for the PVs on the album. Now who could have done a thing like that?]
diorama is now available on iTunes. Thanks in advance.
By the way, I do read all your replies.
No matter how good a friend, or a lover, or family, when people come closer together, the parts of them that are different become disgustingly evident. Keep some space, or everything collapses. In fact, maybe even go far away. Go far away for the sake of getting along better.
Given the sense of distance I feel, I think in most cases the act of responding to replies is harsh on both parties, so I try to respond as little as possible. Hopefully you can understand my reasoning.
The ideal relationship has some distance between the two, whether it's friends, lovers, or even just people who are willing to accept the things I make. So while most of you can't be my friends or lovers, I'd be happy if we can come to a solid understanding through this ideal relationship.
Sweat-breaking days. I want to live a refreshing life.
I've been forgotting my plans so much lately. Write your schedule in a notebook or something, you dunce.
When it comes to these things, I suppose I inherently make more of a distinction the longer I do it, so there's no need to state it right now. But then that means the choice of not saying anything becomes correct. In a way it's easier for me, but I rather like the medium of words. So I want to say what I want said.
I don't think it's necessary to declare what I am, as it's rather cold. But I'm clearly in a different position from the singers of Vocaloid songs on NicoNico, so I just want that cleared up. Don't call us one and the same.
Perhaps I shouldn't really say it, but I don't really approve of being associated with Nico singers.
I was doing signings yesterday, and the way I wrote my signature changed considerably from the start to the end. I was even aware it was changing as I did them. It's hard to say if it was evolving or deteriorating, though. At any rate, I ended up able to do one in about two seconds.
I want to know the things I don't yet know.
I've been using Twitter for a long time, but many times I've seen the brief moment when a single person's tweet calls forth a ripple that becomes public domain. The dilution of thought and culture accelerates, and ultimately, perhaps only the body will be left.
Updated my blog. diorama
I feel like I've been sleeping three-fourths of each day.
The characteristics and culture we were taught when little show in our appearances and actions. And being modeled in our culture's image, we can't help but realize the dirtiness of the form we've been made in.
The encouraging words of famous people, like "don't worry" and "take action," are directed at people who do worry and can't take action. So I feel that people who don't think and do things at random are being told "worry" and "don't bother."
When I was still young, I lamented that there was no medicine that could turn around feelings of defeat by the following day. So in my childish mind, I dreamed of one much like one of Doraemon's secret tools. But thinking about it now, it's pretty much an exact match with narcotics, and now I'm left feeling like I don't have any dreams.
I have 3D glasses, so I briefly considered uploading a picture of them saying "I can't see the sun with these..." But I decided against it.
I suddenly received some glasses, so I'm looking at the sun. Strange people wearing strange glasses, all revering the sun. It's like a cult.
On rural buses, the passengers and the drivers enjoy chatting with each other.
We have to accept, and have to change. When I release a work into the world and compare myself to those who listen, my values are updated. I feel values are something that are always changing. People who can keep on creating are the most powerful of all. I wish to be that way myself, if possible.
I'm reading people's thoughts on diorama. Obviously, people say all kinds of things, and let's not even get into how well what they say represents their actual reactions. Sometimes it's a mistake to assume everything is the truth. The only thing that's certain is that we have to accept it.
@lasah_ichijo Ah, thank you very much. It ended up being a good album.
lasah_ichijo: "Congrats on your album! I was took by surprises by the whole floor of Shibuya Tower Records bein' filled up with it, all like DA-DUM."
My art is on display at the Shinjuku Tower Records. Thanks.
My first album, diorama, is out today. Thanks in advance.
wowaka: "Congrats on releasing your album! Go to hell!"
@wowaka If it isn't wowaka!!! Good mornign to you too!!!
wowaka: "Good morning!"
Thanks a lot for the alcohol. [I believe he went drinking with the Balloom guys.]
Train.
I don't get what people are going for when they tamper with pictures (particularly of famous people) and upload it to the internet.
There's an interview with me in the June edition of music magazine MUSICA. I talked a fair bit. Thanks.
diorama is coming out soon on May 16th. It'll be sold at various stores. Thanks.
To people who speak about the things they like and hate in the same regard, nothing is important.
"In a scene in a movie, the protagonist goes into a cafeteria to get lunch. They look out over the crowd, but without even ordering anything, they dash for the bathroom, tears flowing. Do you understand what this person is feeling? If you don't, you'll never understand the feelings of the weak for your whole life." I distinctly remember a certain person who said this.
You can't let the power of community fool you into thinking it's your own power. If you carry on an easy life keeping that illusion, you'll only notice the truth when you're one day robbed blind on the highway, and it'll be too late.
Though if I don't want to be misunderstood, I shouldn't open my mouth ever again. Misunderstanding is a fundamental part of communication.
I don't want any misunderstanding, but I don't mean to say that vivi is a extraordinarily well-made song.
"Then say that in an interview," maybe. But I'm spineless.
I presently have the gloomy premonition that, since I made the song "vivi," I shouldn't make any more music ever again. Of course, as time passes, I'll likely find something to change my mind. But for now, I'm extremely lonesome.
I had a sata andagi given to me by Den (@denugrw). Even when I was drinking, I kept asking for lemons. Such was the Okinawaness of it.
Even if you have manners, if you're hostile, then I don't think it matters what you say. Of course, I figure the moment you start getting hostile, you're not in your right mind, so manners go to the wayside anyway. Nearly everything about what someone thinks about and to what extent comes out in their words.
First showing a minimum amount of respect for each other and standing in an arena where you can both be, then communication can be established. Once you have that, then it's fine if you quarrel. But if either is lacking in courtesy, then the words and feelings will start going one-way, and there won't be any conversation there.
It's ridiculous to think "I'm a victim until everything is perfect for me." When you have relationships, you and the other both take responsibility. If you remain unaware of that, or perhaps choose to ignore it, then the hostility and ill will thrown at them will bring untold injury.
There's an old man nearby who raises cats, and he's always surrounded by countless cats. He must be some kind of genius.
Even when I'm doing something enjoyable, imagining what I look like while thoroughly enjoying something makes me feel gross. My loss, I suppose.
Delete it?
I have a Facebook I've done nothing with but neglect. Wonder what I should do with it?
Oh right, vivi was playing on School of Lock earlier. I listened to them all the time in high school. I'm glad.
My fingers hurt from playing guitar. It's been too long...
When trying to pick out equipment, it nearly makes me dizzy with all the horizontal... well, English writing I have to decipher. I think that may be one of the main reasons I dislike equipment so. Write it in Japanese, please. I much prefer it.
I don't want to be a buffoon who gives up saying "I shouldn't have sold it in the first place." Music must be heard, or there's no point in it. There's nothing at all enjoyable about living all alone.
I don't see the value in making things that only those who "get it" will understand. I'm tired of that kind of selfishness. I want a wide variety of people to hear. So I'm releasing my album on May 16th. Please, buy it if you will. And if you aren't satisfied with your purchase, feel free to toss it out, or sell it, or leave it to the crows.
I got a small mention in ROCKIN'ON JAPAN's June issue. I've read it for a long time, so I'm happy for that.
Came to the convention, but man, is it huge...
I just tried searching the lyric "In the field of rye, hold me tight," and I saw plenty of people had used it already. So I clicked my tongue a little and closed the browser. It's a rainy day.
My art display will be at the convention for both days, but I'll only be there on the 29th.
I've had a few chances for interviews lately, but I'm simply not very good at speaking. I wish I could talk more.
All things are in equilibrium. Today is a heat beyond merely warm.
It's rather natural to feel that the things you create are superb, but if you let that thought escape too often, or worse yet, let it infect your words and actions, it's not good at all. You won't even notice that you yourself are tainting your works, which is just an utter shame.
Part of me wants to give up whenever I begin drawing something, but since I'm the only one who draws what I draw, I eventually get going, and then it's very relaxing and enjoyable. Strange as it sounds, I like drawing due to the fact that I don't like it.
It's an ending so abrupt I would flip out at the author if I met them. So as someone who's making something similar, it makes me just a little more worried about what I'm doing. I'll be careful.
It's a little depressing finding out what stuff I was curious about since I was a kid was really like. Apparently it was based on a comic, so maybe the comic couldn't keep up?
I watched the "Please Save My Earth" anime, and I think it was something I've seen before. And I was surprised by what felt like a really abrupt ending.
Every single one of my sketches are pictures of girls. I wonder why.
I've gotten two replies saying it might be "Please Save My Earth." Multiple responses add to the credibility, but I honestly don't remember anything but that scene, so I probably just saw it and left without ever knowing the title. At any rate, I'll look into it.
It was about ten to fifteen years ago. I've been curious all this time.
Long ago, in grade school or so, I saw something at a department store that I think was an anime. A man and woman sit in a living room of sorts, facing each other, and the man says "I'm gonna hurl," so the woman hurries to get a wash basin, but the man is gone when she returns to the living room. Does anyone know an anime with a scene like that?
I might get called an obnoxious know-it-all for saying these kinds of things, but that's where some of the best parts of my creations come from. And if I'm having fun, then whatever.
As soon as words and feelings are exposed to the outside world, they begin to rot (perhaps at the fault of the words). But if they're going to be dirty, I think perhaps I want them to get dirty in an exquisite and beautiful way. Sounds contradictory, I know.
I'm a creator of things such as music and art, but your own self can count as a creation as well. I don't want to get in anyone else's way or vice versa. Perhaps that should be reason not to tweet pointless things, so as not to annoy others, but I often just think "hey, as long as I'm having fun." There's a kind of balance there.
I'm very grateful to have an environment where tweeting something will make responses come back, and that in itself is enjoyable. But it's possible that I'll assume that these exchanges are truly connecting me to people, and that in itself is terrifying.
I want to tweet regularly, but I have nothing in particular to tweet about. Today's a cold day.
What to dooo...
I stayed up in an attempt to free myself from my inversion of night and day, but I kind of just did a full revolution instead.
Posted to Pixiv: diorama Crossfade
@kiri_composer Thank you.
kiri_composer: "Looking forward to Kenshi's album..."
@scopscop Oh! Thank you very much.
scopscop: "So many cool songs... Can't wait!"
The picture was drawn for the crossfade. Also, I noticed I mistyped "Disco Balloon" as "Balloon Disco"... The correct one is "Disco Balloon." Apologies.
Video uploaded. Thanks in advance. Album Crossfade "diorama"
Tonight (very soon), I'll upload the diorama crossfade.
Simply coming upon a creation that perfectly agrees with me rarely happens. Just the act of looking is painful.
I was thinking of uploading a crossfade today, but I haven't even made it. Wahaha.
ALCOHOL
Yooou.
There's no need to derive correctness, and no need to take that the wrong way. Even if you have no reason to live, you have no explicit reason to die. Besides simply living, people don't have any particular duties, so they cause strangers trouble, get into fights with people they disagree with, and cover themselves with blood. That must be a fun way to live.
Also, I don't want to be thought of as a guy who always says the same kinds of things day after day.
The reason for me tweeting these things, to be blunt, is because I'm not sleeping and I'm bored.
To begin with, I think that all people are born equally valuable, stay the same no matter how far they go, live the same, and die the same. If you could dismantle a person's spirit, you would find absolutely nothing distinguishing inside. The poverty gap is a terribly selfish thing.
Experience and your daily morals concern themselves with each other, and affect the way you live. We shouldn't say "We're alive, so get experience" - we need to examine every moment and make our choices carefully. People who ignore their day-to-day lives and dedicate themselves to piling up experience are just taking off in the entirely wrong direction.
Every person accumulates experience at roughly the same rate every second since they're born. So the amount just comes down to age - the difference is in its form. People experience good things and bad, but they don't need the experience of "doing nothing." We should try to live lives in which we don't let ourselves be stopped at one place by emptiness and uneasiness.
Hm. Any interesting movies out?
I was thinking something was weird the whole time I was drawing, and I guess it was the paper. Too slippery.
@sanbonmenonegi I think that's simply how you feel about the idea of people's minds and bodies changing to match their life, becoming externally visible as a result. Whether the saying is accurate or not is an entirely different subject, isn't it?
sanbonmenonegi: "They say "Personality shows in your face, lifestyle shows in your body type, and your true colors show in your work." But that's completely wrong. It's this: "You see others' faces and decide they must be ___. You see others' bodies and label them as having a ___ lifestyle. You see others' work and imagine their true colors to be ___.""
While living normally is extremely difficult, and I've often deviated from it in the past, I feel the repetition of joy and discouragement that comes from creating things can still be called an enjoyable life.
That there are things one can do is thanks to there being things one can't. While it's not a question of which of those is more wonderful, the things that one can't do should not be taken lightly or ignored.
Work on the album is complete. I was absolutely exhausted at the moment of finishing, but it's turning into joy bit by bit. A pause.
Remaking the announcement. New song posted. MV "Love and Fever"
New song posted. The video is by Minakata Laboratory. Thanks in advance. MV "Love and Fever"
Two days from now, the night of April 5th, I'm hoping to post another song from diorama.
I was just remembering my battle against Sazae-bot nearly two years ago. A very strange kind of war that became. I actually look at it sometimes, but it still feels rather wrong to me. Who really cares, I guess.
I should really address my habit of thinking to reply, but being late about it and thinking "eh, whatever." To anyone who's close to me: if you contact me and don't hear back from me, please consider that I'm probably just saying "eh, whatever" again.
Laughter comes from discord between common sense and individuality, so it's not necessarily just "let's do something weird and amusing," which is interesting. Comedians try to do funny things intentionally, but I absolutely think it should be more about just doing something funny on occasion.
Tragedies and comedies have some common points. When I see a drunkard having a blast, then suddenly taking a nigh-fatal turn for the worse, I can't help but laugh.
I'm hit with the desire to cut my hair really short about four times a year.
I want to cut my hair. A lot of it.
The differences in means of expression come down to different "thicknesses," or "concreteness," as well as what people personally like and dislike. Many people will say they like music and movies, but very few say they like words.
Words are so intimately involved in our lives that there's a tendency to neglect to represent things through other means of expression. That's why it's difficult for us to express that which can't be put into words. If you can't express it in words, it's not likely you can do it with music, art, physical things, or images either.
Tried my hand at Instagram. It's simple, I guess.
Submission to Instagram http://instagr.am/p/IqHFDBMuIW/
Motivation nearing zero. Not good.
A last spurt of work. Can't tire out now.
Sometimes I see it said that "People who really want to die do so without ever saying it out loud." But in most cases, we don't care to hear people talking about how they want to die, so we exclude their case and consider it as if they never said a word. That's the brutality of the majority.
People can ultimately only live in small communities, so if they're rejected, they have little other choice but death. The most insignificant thing could be earth-shatteringly important to another, and they will show no mercy to those who don't feel the same way.
The degree of sorrow someone can feel upon receiving a single piece of news is completely different from person to person. I hate people who don't understand that and cry out "love and peace" at every little thing.
Updated my blog.
I wonder what kind of heart some people have to keep drawing the same comic for ten years straight.
@wowaka Whoa! Thank you very much. I'm glad to hear it...
wowaka: "It's sooooo good."
I hate seeing retweets and reposts as if they're supermarket leaflets on my tweet list, but I'm just hoping for at least one more person to listen. I know that's not much, but it's the truth.
The third repost. I posted a song. MV "vivi" [Yes, there was a second repost, but I ignored it and he later deleted it.]
Oh wait, it shows the ID at the end of the credits. I didn't see it.
After it was over, I was wondering if I could get the ID of the person I traveled with, but no, it was simply over. Sharing experiences with someone, despite it being brief and not knowing their face nor name, was a rather peculiar feeling.
Work wasn't getting anywhere, so I played that Journey game. It was neat.
Getting to work.
Hmmm?
New song posted. Thanks in advance. MV "vivi"
@saba0912 I lied. I LOVE it.
saba0916: "But I'm headed for Tokyo..."
I guess I don't like Tokyo very much after all.
Perhaps I should have a little more respect for my living schedule.
Uploading a new song around 8 PM on Thursday, the 15th. I won't be late this time. Maybe.
Some famous people on Twitter establish a friend-like closeness with others, yet angrily tweet "I ain't your friend!" Wonder what their deal is.
While it would often appear that I can hold my alcohol very well, I don't think that's particularly true myself.
So Moebius died...
@boss9649 Thank yooou.
boss9649: "Happy day of birth!"
@scopscop Thank you very much.
scopscop: "Happy birthday to you!"
Updated my blog. Liver With Salt
Thank you very much.
mixiv_14: "Happy Birthday ! From Indonesia , we love you hachi ! (((o(*oVo*)o)))"
kzm_53: "Happy birthday, Kenshi-kun! I greatly admire you. I hope you have a wonderful day! Greetings from Argentina! <3"
hasegawa_ken1: "Happy birthday! (I don't know if it's happy or not but I'll say that anyway.)"
lasah_ichijo: "Happy birthday, Hachi-kuuun! Lookin' major forwards to dat album!"
Eeeeetan: "Happy birthday!! :3 I'll keep supporting you as Hachi-san, or Kenshi-san, or whatever! I love you!!"
I'm planning to upload another song next week or so.
If I could go back to high school, all I'd want to try again would be my entrance ceremony and graduation.
I always take a specific distance and live at that distance forever until something happens, which has led to estrangement and a lack of communication. I've been doing it again and again, innumerable times.
I remember some people I exchanged replies with long ago, but I can't remember in the least either why I exchanged replies with them, nor why I stopped doing it. I don't think it was just coming to dislike it.
Today sure was spring.
And another.
While sorting out files, I found a GIF of Lynne back from when I was going to make an animation for it. So here it is.
I wanna go see Dead Sushi.
Let's get to work. Once I get started, it'll be easy.
Updated my blog. Tea Kettle
I don't have the words. What a pain.
I can't understand the culture of taking the music of others and sublimating it to resemble one's own work. It just makes me wonder, why? I suppose I can't deny it in itself, though. But really, making music isn't THAT hard to do.
It's much more fun making music on my own rather than borrowing from elsewhere.
I hate the insensibility of people who say that all teenagers will go through the same problems, that "everyone's that way at that age." It's stupid to think that anyone else is going to encounter exactly the same things as you, at least until they're dead. Even just telling them "Well, I made it through, at least" will hardly do any good.
I have things to do, but I'm so bored. What an annoying sensation. I'm tired. I want a drink.
I was streaming on Ustream for nearly eight hours. Something may be wrong with my brain.
Today's a day of hearing BPMs way faster than they are.
That's the one. Thank you very much.
RT @nabehideki I'm not certain, but it sounds kind of like this Flexatone instrument. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hmtA07M-5aI
Is it not an instrument at all?
I've been wondering this for a while. What kind of instrument can make the "byoioing" sound at the beginning? [Volume 2] Kyary Pamyu Pamyu Commercial: Pucchin Pudding Glico
Truly superb stories have the power to make you imagine what happens after the curtain falls. Even after a satisfying happy ending, you might make yourself sad wondering when that happiness comes to an end. That doesn't happen with lesser stories. For all you care, the stagehands behind the curtain just took out the characters' batteries.
Every time I repeat the announcement, I see responses from people who never knew about it before, and I realize that this is the way things are. Should I perhaps repeat it at a more continuous rate?
This will be the last repost. I uploaded a new song. I hope you decide to listen to it at least once. Thanks in advance. MV "Go Go Ghost Ship"
Thank you very much.
You'll have to tell me what's good about it, or I won't have anything to go on... Sorry, but please include that as well.
I thought I'd tweet something, but couldn't think of anything to tweet after thirty-some minutes. Well, uh, recommend me some washing detergents.
That's my intent. I'm going home.
I can understand putting things in places where they sell well. That's how it should be when you're selling something. But you wouldn't put a watermelon among a shelf of melons, would you? I just want to be put where I belong.
I don't care at all about being labeled the Vocaloid producer Hachi. It's true. But it's crawling its way into places where it just doesn't belong.
I don't want at all to deny the things I've done in the realm of Vocaloid, so I'll certainly continue to accept my being Hachi. But I feel a bit let down to see my intentions coming through so poorly, perhaps even outright ignored.
I don't care too much about the category itself, and I don't think of my songs as being rock either, but part of why I revealed my real name is to get away from that. But I still ended up there anyway...?
Vocaloid songs, I mean.
Apparently my album is categorized as "Anime/Game Music" on Amazon. Strange. Maybe because I make Vocaloid...? I definitely never had any intention of it being classified into that category.
Anime/Game Music, huh?
I'm not sure if it's relief from uploading a song, but I've been slacking off somewhat. I'll get back to work tomorrow.
I'm honestly so glad to know that someone is listening. I haven't felt so deeply happy in a long time.
Updated my blog. Go Go Ghost Ship
I just laughed upon noticing all the "2"s in the submission time. [It was posted at 2012/2/20 2:00 AM.]
Video uploaded. Thanks in advance. MV "Go Go Ghost Ship"
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Deeply

One more Festival left this year. It's like half of summer had passed before I knew it. There's been a lot to do in August, but it's gradually calming down, and now I'm having some peaceful time. When I'm busy, I don't have to think about anything, so it's easy. I can move my body and focus only on the problems in front of me. The busier life is, the calmer your feelings are, and the calmer life is, the busier your feelings are. In these boundary periods, I'm always unsure which way to put myself, and both body and mind become awkward. I come to forget what those peaceful days off I'd been so looking forward to are actually like. It feels kind of unpleasant having plans one after another, but thinking about it more, with no plans, I have nothing to do. I think it's fine if nothing happens. Both extremely bad things, or extremely good things. Just letting the sun sluggishly set in a cramped space framed by concrete walls is fine. Uniformity is comfortable. Gentleness is pleasing.

Yesterday, I talked to Jin. He's a pure-and-simple guitar kid, in a good way, and I honestly respect that. At the same time, he's incredibly clever, so he gives me a lot of stimulation. He showed me some super cool guitar. Real grateful for that.

I've been listening nonstop to the new Frank Ocean album. I wonder where this delicate nuance came from? It seems in music, or in any kind of creative work for that matter, there are no small number of people who feel that authors and their work should be thought of separately. But personally, I feel music carries with it aspects of "who made it." It's more fun that way. I can understand the potential danger: no matter how beautiful the music is, if you don't like the author's personality, it can impact your impression of the music itself. However, perhaps an illusion that's carelessly trampled upon and crumbled is part of music. Having risks makes it interesting. Being troublesome is interesting. Having dynamism is interesting. Music that makes you forget you said the exact opposite thing just a moment ago is interesting.

I'm grateful for being able to forget anger and sadness. Very grateful. If, for instance, I had clear memories from the moment I was born in the delivery room, and I could remember anything at any time no matter what, would cheerful memories truly win out over darker ones? If I could hear every word people said in crowds at Shibuya or Shinjuku, would I be able to avoid crying at all that noise? Forgetting our memories in order starting from the older ones is a cute aspect and a strength of living things, so if God implemented that as an initial feature, I think he must be pretty nice. I'm grateful.

I hope I enjoy the Festival this weekend too. I want to find amusement with more things. I want to go afar.

Play Catch

I noticed it'll soon be 12 years since the time when my club, my band, and Ragnarok Online were the centers of my life, and I'm stunned by how rapidly the years have condensed. I think I've gotten better at a lot of things since then, but trying to count how many of those I'd be fine not having gotten better at would be unproductive, so I won't. I've gotten good at making excuses - faced with those sheer human weaknesses of cleaning your room when you have to work to do, of reading through yearbooks when packing for a move, I might go so far as to say that these things move you forward toward productive moments. That a middle-schooler meandering in Geffen Dungeon knocking down Poison Spores like an assembly line has, through life's twists and turns, now reached this current position feels strange, yet it also feels perfectly fitting.

I remembered there was someone on the internet who my past self considered an admirable, just-plain-cool hero like Ultraman or Kamen Rider, so I looked into what he was doing now. Though his username changed, I was able to find him with some searching. And he was still there on the internet, writing rambling things on Twitter. I had some inexplicable heartfelt and sentimental feelings, but my impression after catching a glimpse of his 2016 was that a 12-year period of blankness divided us, and it would be all too irresponsible to ask him to receive me the same way now as he had then. In a "that's just how it is" way. I often offer the thought "that's just how it is," but I think to myself how that phrasing really pushes myself out of the picture.

Through constant renewal, old cells slowly decay. I wonder when I became able to beat my father in a fight? I'm aware it's not like I alone can escape this cycle, but maybe it's because I'm aware of it that I remember and try to confirm it. The weight of time, our distance from memories. Of course I know there's no point in pursuing something irreversible, but I still drag it along. Buying a pike at a supermarket, trying to put it in a fish tank, but it shows its white belly and doesn't move an inch - and saying halfheartedly, "I guess that was wrong." I know there's part of me that's somehow unfulfilled, and I know I'll keep repeating these actions as long as I'm unfulfilled, so in regard to things I can't oppose, I think "that's just how it is."

As someone who's now a hero to someone else, and as someone who will someday slowly decay. I weigh the time I spent wastefully, measure my distance from the memories that have passed me by, and throw the feelings I've cultivated, a ball toward someone else. If there's someone who sees this ball come flying at them, I don't mind if you ignore it. But if you can, please catch it for me.

Opening

Hello, it's Kenshi Yonezu. I had a LINE blog set up.
There's also a blog on my official homepage, and I still haven't exactly decided whether to (and how to) make them distinct, or if I should shift everything to be over here. But for now, hi.

When I typed my name up there, I was surprised to see that it now instantly converts to the correct kanji. I'm grateful. People often get my name wrong. When I first meet most people, they read it as "Genshi Yonezu," so for a long time I haven't bothered to actively correct them if they get it wrong. Probably since grade school or so. It's actually "Kenshi Yonezu," but people normally don't read it that way, and it's entirely understandable that they get it wrong, so I'm personally okay with Genshi or Kenshi. However, when people get it wrong in excessive ways like Kuroushi Yonezu (reading it akin to 玄人, which can imply "expert" but also "prostitute"), Boushi Yonezu (misreading it as 法師, Buddhist priest), or Kenshi Beizu (the choice of people who assume the worst), I simply have to correct that. So, that's that.

Maybe I should have chosen to operate under an easier-to-read name, I lament sometimes, but it's not simple to change my real name. For better or worse, this is the name I'm working with now, so oh well, it's fine.

Promise

I'm going to make note of something I felt.

Recently, I saw a news story online about a middle-school student who was driven to suicide by the abuse of his parents. I wonder if I seem to be seeing a lot of this lately because my eyes unconsciously gravitate toward it. I'm sure there are numerous occurrences that led to this, but one of them appeared to be that his parents beat him "because he didn't keep promises." Ignoring whether that testimony is valid, the word "promise" certainly is convenient. Once both parties form a promise, no matter how irrational it is, it has a tinge of properness (of a sort). No matter how unfair or mean-spirited it is, with the words "you promised," the other person's hands are tied. You can't say a parent and child are equal in certain respects, and when it's a caretaker and one being protected, it's even easier for these things to happen. Intentional or not, if a promise ends up as something which takes advantage of another's weakness, if it's being made as something entirely beneficial to one party, then it's misleading to call that a promise. I think a word like "order" or "notification" would be more accurate. I couldn't help but feel some disgust at the use of the word "promise" in this case.

However, if I knew the full details of this story I found on some corner of the internet, then I'd have no trouble. Not knowing a thing about the situation, I don't want to fruitlessly pursue my own speculation, and I can't even put blame on his parents. For all I know, even misunderstandings could have been at fault. If words are used to cover some kind of skin, then as one who considers himself a handler of words, I want to be attuned to those things within which are being covered up. That's something this incident made me think.

Bolero

Recently, with work on my new album finally nearing an end, I can't make a decision as to short or long sleeves in these unstable temperatures. Thinking about it, I've experienced September twenty-four, twenty-five times, yet every time September comes, I get all flustered like it's a brand new occurrence. The sun rising, setting, and up to rising again is called one day, the period of about 30 of those repeating is called one month, and the period of 12 months repeating is called a year - but even these handy definitions have no meaning to a person so thick-headed as to not remember what they had for dinner last night.

I'm dull enough to sometimes not notice that I've caught the flu, and there are all sorts of things I don't notice until they become serious problems, so I've started going jogging to counter it. I feel like moving your body somehow makes you more aware of everything. It's kind of jumping to conclusions, and I don't know if it's really making me more attentive, but I do find that I notice things I usually don't. A town has all kinds of rhythms within it, and running makes them stand out. The beating of waves from the river, the streetlights between buildings, all of these things have rhythms. And if you consider the speed you move at as your BPM, by keeping a fixed BPM, you start to see those rhythms.

Wearing earphones to listen to music and looking at the town, there are moments where the music from my earphones, despite not sharing them with anyone, perfectly synchronizes with the steps of the person walking in front of me. I feel like I'm witnessing an astounding moment, and even think that maybe staying with this person walking in front of me will bring me good fortune. But ultimately, it's only for a brief moment that they're in sync, and they separate in the next moment. I thought, I want to have a mutual understanding with someone. And I had a gut realization that in order to have that, I have to search out rhythms in the space between myself and someone else.

If we can call anything that repeats a rhythm, then maybe we who live on the repeating calendar are rhythm itself. Jumping over the hurdle markers of one day, one month, one year, we repeat dates always cut up in the same way. To create music directed at others, it's important to similarly jump over each of the hurdles that everyone else is naturally jumping over. It's obvious, but I only recently noticed it. Like I said, I'm thick-headed.

Brown

[Written July 28th, 2015 in response to the news of Powapowa-P having died on July 23rd.]

It seems a friend has left us.

I wasn't particularly acquainted with him, enough that I hesitate before calling him a friend. And outside of online interaction, we only met and spoke once. But he was someone who had somehow long caught my interest. I recall how when I first met him online, he was in middle school, and the fact that he made such good songs regardless surprised me greatly. I could associate with the fact that he both drew and made music, and thought he rather resembled me both in the way he felt unease and discontent and the way he let those things out. So I felt that he was no stranger, and thought it obvious that he would go on becoming an even more amazing person. Just what sights did he see? It's impossible for another to imagine, and it's sad indeed that we will hear no more music born from said sights. But this is just a thing that can happen, I suppose.

As I think about these things, I'm suddenly reminded of something from my past. In high school, I rode a bike to school, but I would sometimes take the bus on a whim. I wasn't a very serious student, so I would often slip away from class to go home around noon, and would wait at the deserted bus stop, sparse of people in the middle of the day. This was one of those times. While they were few, the people waiting for buses with me would gradually leave, getting on the buses to their respective destinations. It was primarily old men and old ladies, and as I watched them from behind, I faintly felt like I might never meet these people again. Perhaps I felt that only because the old men and ladies waiting at the quiet, deserted, midday bus stop did somehow have the smell of death on them.

Whenever you have the experience of leaving someone with the assumption that you'll meet again soon, and it never coming to pass, you look at the people in front of you and strongly wonder whether this might be the last time you see their faces. But a friend's death can seem like a bizarrely sudden parting to you, while to the deceased, it seems like the most inevitable thing there could be. I didn't know him enough to regret not taking part in him living on, and I do feel like this might be a little impudent. But I just had some personal thoughts, so I wrote them in words. Thank you for making good music.

SWITCH

I'm releasing a new single [Unbelievers] in September. I say this basically every time, but they're really good songs. All three of them. It's simply the nature of coupling songs, but I always feel bad about putting songs in a place where they'll reach fewer people's ears. I feel like making songs with the premise of "Well, they're coupling songs" only results in something flat, so I don't think about that at all while making them.

I finish work, I get home, I throw the wallet and keys and smartphone and all that's stuffed in my pocket on the desk, I open up the fridge, and there's only water. I've felt that there's a symmetry between the room and the mind, but maybe "between the fridge and the mind" sticks better. Things I need, things I don't need, things also for someone else, someone else's things. A fridge with only bare essentials to live is no doubt boring, but it basically coincides with you living a boring life. Perhaps it'll get full once I have a bite of some cooking or something. I also feel like I'm getting tired of the ingredients I bought before it's been even 3 days and just leaving them to rot.

I've started to feel that it's not something I should really hide, so I'm writing it: I've had some bouts of depression, and to be frank have had a pretty awful life during those periods. Yet sometimes I recall my feelings at the time. The flow of time seeming to get deathly fast, waking up in a climate where short sleeves are unbearable, taking about an hour from getting the determination to go to the local supermarket to getting back, sleeping nearly 20 hours a day.

I've been never-tiring of thinking about "What in the world is life, anyway?", and an image that often comes to mind is lightbulbs being inserted into a limitless number of sockets connected in a series circuit. After doing the routine work of inserting things that could easily break into set positions, you flip the first switch to make it either shine or go out. If the present is a consequence of the collective past, then my self that's here now is a switch, flipped based on whether I affirm or deny the past. As days where everything I see seems to have meaning and days where I feel I'm only wasting time repeat, I insert lightbulbs as diligently as a tractor.

Long ago, there were numerous occasions where I'd have a passionate fit of rage over something, or feel uncertain about the inability to see what lies ahead, but I've become able to see ahead that much more clearly. Thinking I won't necessarily be alive tomorrow, and how if I have fun, that's a victory, muttering complaints about whether this has any purpose, I'm continuing to insert lightbulbs today.

Lily Flower Fall

(I think writing entries on the new diary will cause the whole site to crash, so I'll write it [on the old blog] and post it there later.)

My live tour Lily Flower Fall has ended. The previous one, Last Homeroom, was only at three locations, so comparing them, it seems it was about three times the length. But it flew by once I got started, and all the shows were over before I knew it. I've gotten started on writing lyrics the instant after it finished, so there hasn't been much time to reflect on it. I even find myself thinking "Did that really happen, I wonder?" But I do remember walking in front of many people. It remains in the form of letters, gifts, and photos. Even if I someday find myself unable to remember those days very well, I feel like it's settled deep into my body and won't simply go away. Did you all have fun?

It smells like spring. Whenever spring approaches each year, I feel something a little smoky leaking out from the back of my nose. I smell it regardless of place, time, and weather, so I'm sure it's not something that comes with spring, but probably something I'm raising in my own body.

Passing

My diary has moved to a new location [on the Reissue Records site itself]. I'm not sure if it's appropriate to call this a blog, so I'm calling it a diary.

Calculating it out, it seems I'd been using the old blog for around eight years. For those eight years, I never understood what the word "blog" went through to get to where it is now, so I can't find myself using it just like that. Words are always changing. "Avec" becoming "couple," "jean pants" becoming "jeans," the old is passing the torch to the new without us even noticing. Though as far as "avec" goes, I've only lived in the post-update world, so I can only say "I know of it." Well, anyway, things are always changing.

I've been doing a live tour lately. A few years ago it would've been inconceivable, I think. To my past self, music was something that was started and finished entirely on a screen, and I was a very solitary person. Until leaving the countryside, not only had I hardly done concerts, I'd hardly seen any. So the first concert I saw after coming to the city had me slapping my knee with realization over every little thing, yet at the same time feeling distant, like it was of no importance to me. The music I'd made, were it to be performed in such a place, would surely have to be redefined for the sake of this indescribable unity, I recall dimly thinking.

Writing things about the tour during the tour is feeling like spoilers, so I'm going to stop. But for some reason, there are moments where I worry that if I don't make a record of something at right this moment, I'll never get it back again. If I don't put it into words and ruminate on it, maybe my memories and sensations will be updated without me realizing. That shop's gone now, machines have gotten so useful, the area's gotten easier to live in - in this way, uncouth times pass, and refined things manage to survive.

I wonder what things have changed in me since eight years ago. Concerts are overwhelmingly more fun now. I'm able to immerse myself in and comprehend things formerly "someone else's business," and throw myself into that vortex. I've come to understand complex words a little more, and I've come to learn how to fold laundry properly. I spend less time alone, and I spend more time thinking positively. How will things change from tomorrow on? With a mix of unease and zero expectations, I just casually wish this pleasant day would last forever.

Pineapple

The official website was redone while last year was closing out. The original site was made by me doing trial and error with tags I don't know anything about, but this time I had someone else do it. I'm very pleased with it. Come to think of it, I think the site had been like that since before diorama's release, which means the old design persisted for over three years, I believe. That brings a lot of thoughts to mind; just how long I've gone with that design, and how long ago diorama really was, and wondering how long I'll keep using Reissue-kun. (Reissue-kun is a sort of mascot who's on the new site too. But very unpopular with the people around me; they think he's gross.) This blog is also planned to be integrated into the site soon.

I have two means of using the net to broadcast my words: Twitter, and my blog. Though there are many mediums through which I can simply send words, my feelings at the time and the method of telling information change the quality of the words. So it's an unclear distinction, but I've chosen to use Twitter and my blog for different purposes. I consider Twitter to be a busy area. And I consider my blog to be a quiet area. Maybe not everyone will agree with those views, but whenever I'm about to say anything, the words coming up my throat send a signal that says "Twitter" or "blog," and I type them on my keyboard in the according place. The words are the jockey, and I am the horse. As I recall some amazing person once said, "The nature of man is words."

There are honestly lots of things in me that I don't want to put into words. The act of speaking words is also that of discarding that which isn't put into those words, so the moment you turn emotions into words, the parts that aren't included come off like the skin of a potato. Who knows how many feelings and sensations have died in such a way? I would have no way of knowing now, but every time I speak a word, every time I write a lyric, I can't escape the guilty stench of those unneeded parts discarded in the trash. Thus, I don't want to make that which is really important to me into words or lyrics. As long as I can just indirectly touch upon those important things with my words, like I do now, then I don't want to go any further.

My new single comes out this week. I think I made some good songs. Hope this year is another good one.

Ozoni

Unable to go to the concerts I wanted to, I've been largely drawing at home lately.

Drawing is hard. Looking back at the past few days of it, there has been overwhelmingly more time spent thinking than actually working. The cycle for the past few years has often been "right after recording, work on a drawing," but in the midst of recording I can only think about the music, so every time I'm done mixing down, it's like I've been thrown in an empty room. I went to art school for just a year when I was 18, but I think I'm doing things much more diligently than then.

This year will mark seven years since I started posting music to NicoNico Douga, I believe. The Vocaloid songs started five years ago, but I posted songs I sang before that too. As a high-school student, I focused solely on music and art, having no interest in anything else; looking back on it, I feel like I went too far.

I believe I started with music when I was about 14. The members of the band I was in at the time came together with their New Year's money to buy an MTR called the Korg D3200. I can't remember the details for sure, but I think the five of us contributed 20,000 yen each, so it should have been a total of 100,000. This was something I wanted more for myself than for the band, so I recall half-forcing collection of the money, and it did weigh on my conscience just a little afterward, so I paid back the members later... I think. I remember that I ordered it online and it came to my house, so I had to carry it in both arms to the friend's house where we usually met.

Some time after that, I learned how to use a computer and make music with it. After recording a few songs without really understanding how to operate it, I'd gotten a little tired of the MTR and left it to collect dust, but I realized it might be useful to use these input files with it. But with my IQ of 2 at the time, I had not the faintest idea how to do that, and straining my half-knowledge, I came to the roundabout conclusion that I needed to buy a new hardware sequencer called the Yamaha QY100 just to connect the computer and the MTR. It fulfilled my expectations well enough, and doubled my enjoyment for composing with the ability to overlay guitar and vocals over the synth sounds. But I noticed the QY100 was using an excessive amount of power, and I confronted a new problem in which it would run out the batteries after using it for just an hour. Again, my half-ignorance led me to conclude "I'll buy as many battery ten-packs from the 100-yen store as my funds can allow," proceeding to make music without realizing I could've resolved this issue at once by just buying a power adapter. I'm pretty sure the QY100 required four AAA batteries, which I remember surprising me since I hadn't seen such a thing since the original Game Boy.

I guess what I ultimately want to say is, has it really been seven years since all that? I often talk about this on my streams, but I still kind of feel like I did then. From when I was 14 to when I graduated high school, if you include rough drafts, I made nearly 100 songs. I can't say if any of them were any good, and a lot of them were definitely just a mess, but I have to applaud myself for the effort.

These days we have the term "NicoNico Indies," but there was nothing like that back then, just silently posting crude music which no one may even enjoy along with a picture, annoying people by clogging up their searches. There were a scarce few others like me posting independent music, and sometimes we did acknowledge each other, influence each other, and communicate. I'm still in contact with some of them now, but the majority have largely vanished into thin air. I wonder what they're doing now.

Anonymous communication on the internet is huge, and at the same time sparse. Not knowing each other's names or ever seeing their faces. When you form a connection with someone, if the social site or service terminates and all the accounts go with it, you'll typically never find that person again. If such torn-apart people were to coincidentally meet on the street, they wouldn't realize it, and it's likely that they still wouldn't even if they became real-life acquaintances. Are they alive somewhere, or are they already dead? Never knowing, those people become shadows, only leaving mere outlines in the back of your mind.

Naturally, as I'm going to keep on living, there will be more and more past to think back on, and more and more to forget so soon after recalling it. But I'll just roll with it, I suppose. Sorry, this got surprisingly long.

Leopard Gecko

I'm writing lyrics at the moment. I'm not making much progress, so I decided to write a blog entry.

What is normal and obvious to one will not be the same for another. That's easy to realize when you think about it, but easy to forget as well. You can seriously question "How can you not know that?!", and even let anger boil up over it.

Back when I was a student, I existed in close proximity to what is known as "bullying," so I thought deeply about the actual structure of it. Bullying comes hand in hand with a closed-off space like school. And people who get bullied are people who get others thinking "How can you not know that?"

They can be slow on the uptake, walk or talk funny, or lack the literacy for socialization; there are all kinds of reasons. But what ultimately causes them to be targeted is that they don't have the same notion of what's normal as the majority. Others interpret this as "They can't do simple things that anyone else can do. If they can't even muster that trivial effort, they must be a lazy idiot." This interpretation becomes a shared one, common sense even, and ultimately serves as a pardon to say "It's okay to beat them up." Using this pardon as a shield to enact "punishment"... That's essentially the fundamental structure of bullying, in my mind. But every time I think about this, I'm left with a pessimistic feeling: "So this won't go away, will it?"

As a student, I often heard "If you act normally, you won't get bullied." But that's essentially saying "If you can't adapt, screw you," so it's not a proper solution. The people liable to be bullied can't understand what "normal" is. It's a problem of disposition, not something any amount of effort they put in can resolve.

I work in music, and a big part of making music is having the proper disposition. I don't want to say I have that disposition myself, but I often wonder looking at others, why don't they know this? Why can't they do this? I've likely hurt others numerous times without even realizing it. People who can't adapt to their environment are quickly brushed off and forgotten. Perhaps it's because I'm in such a harsh situation that I often think about "people who were brushed off." What are they to do? Where is the outlet for people who have been brushed off?

Writing stream-of-consciousness has just led me to rambling. Back to lyrics.

Bookmark

I resolved to finally update my blog again, but I don't have anything much to mention, so I'll just write whatever.

I watched Japan play Greece in the World Cup this morning, but it was a long match that ended hazily without either getting any goals in. I know that as someone who only supports them when they're on TV and then proceeds to pay them no mind, I can't understand the perspective of these players who put in hard training day after day, and I can't exactly defend my position, but it also doesn't really change the fact that it was a stupidly boring game. Apparently it's going to take some serious doing for Japan to make it into the finals now. I wish them luck.

I heard the popular freeware game Ao Oni was being made into a movie, so I watched the preview, and I was overcome with a feeling of wrongness. The Oni of the original Ao Oni has a certain "idiocy": an emptiness, a naivety. It fosters a kind of terror that you simply can't comprehend its thoughts. But here, it has clear ill will and hatred. Doesn't that give too much insight into the mind of the Oni? Humans categorize things as "eerie" based on an unimaginable failure of logic. That's precisely why you can't give reasons that allow people to understand why it attacks others. If you don't preserve the Ao Oni's sacred eerieness, it's nothing more than another violent monster.

I'm often surprised, when I go out to drink with friends my age, at the diversity of their lives. Some work hard at companies, some are jobless and trying to adjust to adult life, some are already having children and learning about child care. Some don't go online at all, some watch anime every single day. We used to all be more or less similar enough that we shared in our highs and lows together, but no more. People flow in their own directions with the flow of time. I recall someone likening humans to a river.

I just realized after writing all this, but recently I've been working on designing merchandise. I've always wanted to make T-shirts and iPhone cases, so it was fun drawing for them. But it's my first time doing a lot of this, so I was also uneasy whether it'd be accepted. But I took a peek, and I'm relieved to see it's rather positive on the whole. I'd like to do it again.

Summer draws near.

German Suplex

- Suddenly, it's September. I've noticed it's been oddly cool while walking around, and thought, it couldn't be... Yes, September has already arrived. And summer is ending.

- I'm always wondering what it means to "think for yourself." To ensure that your intentions are not fake? Or perhaps to avoid being so swept up by a big wave such that you cannot do anything but represent the wave itself? Is it right to call that your "will"? And is it right to call a personality that is a collage of torn pieces "original"?

- Since the words for "originality" [in Japanese and English] came about in modern times, it seems those for "copyright" were also born at that time. There's no shortage of people on the internet who are desperate to claim rights on things.

- The feeling of "can't go anywhere" is deeply embedded in me, so I commonly end up using or wanting to use it in my lyrics. I don't exactly know what the deal with it is either, but thinking about it again, I think I tend to use it with regard to the notion of the irreversible flow of time. No, yeah, I don't know.

- Self-reflection is not necessarily a negative thing. If you can discover bad aspects of yourself through self-reflection, you should certainly be able to find good aspects as well; if you can't, you might just be intentionally looking for bad things. I suppose you could call that servility.

- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mOHkRk00iI8
Watching this is very amusing, and simultaneously very moving...

- My second album "MAD HEAD LOVE / Poppin' Apathy" is releasing October 30th. They're good songs. I hope you enjoy them. As someone who, on the internet, posted things to NicoNico as soon as I made then, I just can't get used to the lag from creation to release. I'm thinking there's not much I can do about that, and it also makes me want to go home.

- Summer is endinggggg.

atom

It's July. 2013 has passed its fold.

I started a column in ROCKIN'ON JAPAN. It's called "Monster Encyclopedia," where I draw illustrations of fictional monsters and describe their characteristics. A strange column to have in a music magazine, but I personally enjoy it. I've long wanted to do something like this.

I've been making music constantly lately. Actually, never mind "lately," I've just been making it constantly. A lot of them haven't worked out. But I have to try.

This year was my first time doing full-blown studio recording. It was a fresh experience with lots of things I didn't know. It made me realize what a small fraction of things I actually know.

I've been thinking about body and soul, thoughts and emotions, other sorts of dualities. To truly create something fantastic, you can't neglect either. In making music, I have an inclination toward the soul and emotions.

Apologizing has never really helped anyone. I think it's a very futile thing. Apologizing for negligence won't fix matters, after all. I always think "Don't just apologize, do something about it." But occasionally, I'll apologize because I can't do anything about it.

Advancing the soul is unthinkable without coming into contact with the concept of death. If there are trees, say, growing upon the soil of death, surely death must be kept in mind for a good harvest of the soul.

Being able to describe my actions as "kind" depends on whether it's active or passive. Whether it's for someone else's sake or otherwise, if I act because I want to do something, then that may be called kindness. If something comes about from passive thoughts like "I can't be bothered" and "I don't want to," that's not kindness, it's weakness.
This is all subjective, and I can't deny it's up to an individual feeling that something is kind or weak. But putting my weakness in wrapping paper and packaging it as kindness is an arrogant and insincere way of thinking.

I want to go to the mountains this summer. Somebody come with me.

Cigarettes Taste Like Cold Cayenne Pepper

I was shocked to realize it had been five months since I last wrote a blog entry. [By this he actually means posting You Are Ugly.] They may be mundane thoughts, but it really gave me a feeling of time speeding by.

What have you all been doing in the five months between last September and now? I don't remember much of what I was doing. Not to say I was doing nothing at all, certainly; I'm just not good at remembering it.

I've long had a lot of respect for people who could skillfully bring their memories into conversation. Whenever I see people linking the current situation to a memory of theirs, I'm awed by the ability.

Now, this is merely a supposition given I don't have that talent, but perhaps we could say this about those who develop such an ability (as opposed to those born with it). Whenever they encounter some minute occurrence in their lives, they imagine sharing it with some person or another, and what their reaction might be. "How would they react if I told them about this? Would it make them laugh? Would they feel the same way as I do?" They have these small hesitations in their minds. So they begin to simplify what happened to make it as easy to express as possible - taking the important parts of the story and storing it somewhere safe in their head. With all this preparation, their memories are neatly organized and these events can be skillfully recalled.

Now that I've put that conjecture out there, I should note that acquiring any kind of ability happens when there's some purpose for it. And I believe the "small hesitations" I mentioned may be the most important element there.

In our daily lives, we have a terrible fear of things that would hurt us, and it can be very uncertain what those will be. But the primary culprit is the general worry of "Will I be accepted or not?", and this comes solely from ourselves. The more we question if we are accepted, the more we feel the footing below us shrink, and we imagine that we will misstep and fall. To avoid this dreadful situation, we aim to be accepted. If our efforts are approved, then our recognition as "accepted" is renewed. Humans are not particularly well-constructed, so this recognition will not sit in one place, but will differ between persons and go up and down, ever restless. Each time we find ourselves questioning our acceptance, we're feeling the need to renew that recognition creeping up on us. Rinse and repeat. This worry over acceptance can be such a meaningless thing, especially considering a lack of it is just how life goes. Yet this slowly-building, hesitating anxiety continues to spank humanity.

I didn't specify a subject - who one seeks acceptance from, or in what - as it could really be anything. From parents, from friends, from significant others - in religion, in art, in studies, in sports. Anyone and anything.

Thinking about this has made me worrisome that I'm quite an unfortunate person, who in fact has a dependence on insecurity. But that is an issue of attitude, and I believe, for now, that all strength has its origins in despair.

I started writing to keep myself awake, and now I don't know where I'm going with this. Does anyone want to talk about memories?

Lotus Root

- I wanted to go to Fuji Rock, but I had things to do and had to give up on it. Unfortunate.

- I like pickled vegetables in the sense that when I see them, they look good, but they're unappetizing when I actually eat them. I don't like them. And to think, picked radishes look so delicious. Yet I don't like them.

- Forgot to take in the washing.

- I often think about how, if a person isn't accepted by another, they won't speak up about it. Would they do so if they wanted approval, though? In the span between birth and developing your own judgement, being loved by other people (mainly parents) helps you love yourself, but those who aren't loved remain forever hollow. I'm not trying to say that not being loved is a foolish thing, but there will never stop being people who are accepted from birth.

- The things I write on this blog and Twitter are ultimately things anyone could say. Just because I keep saying them doesn't mean I'm going to create something worthwhile. They have almost no influence on music or art. If you hand someone illiterate a dinner menu with nothing but text, they won't understand it, but they can understand the flavor and appearance of the cuisine itself. Words are only so much. Knowing things by words isn't all-important - we can understand simply through our experiences. Words are just attached later.

- The internet is frightening. It's all about doing worthless things. A den of desire.

Guns Not Allowed to Guests

- Fearfully, I've noticed it's already the second half of July. I have memories up to June, so perhaps I might have gotten here from June.

- My new wallet smells like a rice cracker. It's unpleasant.

- I fully realize the terror of habit. A little bit of laziness can add up to be months, and it comes to show on your body and in your thoughts. It may differ from person to person, but idleness can be in the corpulent or the slim. It's hubris.

- I had a thought about those who are primarily raised on the internet. If, on a fiercely hot summer day, everyone wore winter clothes, and as many recognizable factors as possible were removed, such as the greenness of vegetation and cicadas buzzing, what would a person with no background knowledge think? Would they realize it was summer? It makes me think of the senses of smell and touch.

- All things are divided into action and reaction. If I punch someone, it's obvious I'm going to be hurt too. Asking for permission to react as such would just be awkward.

- I want a little fridge. Also, a new sofa.

diorama

Good evening.

I released my first album diorama on May 16th.
I wonder what I'll make next.

Once humans die, they're beautified. It may sound unsurprising, but it's really not reasonable to say otherwise.
But if you're living fully, then perhaps that sort of thing needs not be considered. Beautiful or filthy, people live regardless.
However, it's not something people who create things can ignore. For their work encompasses all beauty and ugliness.

[Untitled]

March is soon to be over, but these days of being chased by the cold still persist.
Was it this cold last year? I think these things every time I notice the seasons changing, so I suppose it must be so every year.

I found an old photo I took of myself. I think it's from summer of last year.
I don't remember what I was thinking when I took it.
I want a cheaper camera.

Liver With Salt

I turned 21 today. Putting on years is a scary thing.
It makes me wonder what I can do as a youth living in these times.

Becoming an adult isn't a particularly spectacular thing.

I went to see the Himizu movie the other day.
I won't say anything more that might spoil it, but I thought it was good.
I kind of like the motif of a cursed stone.

I've been drawing lots of pictures lately.
Drawing is just simply fun for me.
Unlike when making songs, my ears are free to listen to whatever, which is the best part.
If only I could listen to music while making music.

Connections to others, like affection and friendship, are almost like curses.
Whenever anything comes between you, words, feelings, and heat piles up in your body, and won't go away no matter what you try.
As a result, people become their most anguished, looking like the dry eyes of an icefish, craving for love, not noticing their own exclusion, and continue to endlessly torment themselves with gloom.
As long as we live free, life won't end with a happy ending.

It was warm the past few days, but now it's raining to melt away the winter cold!
Once all this melts, I'll have to hang up my laundry again.

Tea Kettle

I like things that are just ordinary.
Once, when I was still in high school, I often enjoyed peeping in on the blog of this working adult who I didn't actually know anything about.
I didn't personally interfere with the blog in any way - I was just following it to observe the drifting of an ordinary life.
But after all, the days we refer to as ordinary often go by so smoothly, without any major undulations.
Of course, were it a story, it would make for quite a lackluster movie, with boring scenes abound.
But while I can't say for sure why - I really can't - I just like things like that.
Perhaps it's a similar reason to why I like ambient music.
A lack of self-interest, maybe. If the person writing that blog were anyone else, they'd have no reason to play the part.
Someone simply waking up in the morning, rubbing their sleepy eyes, and giving rough outlines of their future and past days.
And at the end of the day, they decide to share these things to reaffirm them with others. It's simple, but a compactly fulfilled life.
Thinking back on it, perhaps I haven't had much in the way of such ordinary-ness myself. You might say I'm some form of envious.

I didn't have any plans at all these past three days, and I couldn't really get my spirits up, so I slept the whole time.
I think I slept a total of two entire days during those three days. Well, maybe that's an exaggeration.
I actually sleep better when I'm depressed, though that could be considered a bad habit. Since as a result, my living habits get all jumbled up.

I also want to get in the habit of posting on my blog. But of course, I quickly forget about it.

Go Go Ghost Ship

Hello. I uploaded a new song.
I've been operating under the name Hachi until now, but I've decided that I'll also use the name Kenshi Yonezu now as well.
Thanks in advance.

Additionally, I'm coming out with a new album.
http://balloom.net/

The title is "diorama."
I'm not done with all the work to be done on it, so I can't say very much right now.
For now, I'm fairly sure I'll be posting four or five videos of songs from the album.
That's about all I can say.