Hidemi’s Rambling Nov 29, 2009

I had a visitor for the first time in years. I seldom have one and so I was very nervous. Beforehand, I cleaned up my apartment thoroughly. As I went on cleaning, I got carried away and felt some pain in my back when finished. Back in May, I rearranged the furniture in the dining area of my apartment, and I hurt my back while moving a fridge. It hindered every move I made for a few days. When the pain subsided, I lifted my old albums and did it again. Since then, I had been careful for my back and it had gotten better. But I was less careful this time. I still feel a mild pain in my back today. I am afraid of living with my backache like this for the rest of my life. I definitely hope not…

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Hidemi’s Rambling Nov 28, 2009

My partner felt unfair about the way Epson dealt with the recall of my computer. After a series of phone calls to complain and negotiate, he got a satisfactory solution. A free repair will be completed much more quickly than I expected, therefore, my complicated data and configurations for our new song are intact. Just in case, I made more backups. During the work, I couldn’t stop smelling smoke. Of course it was imaginary smoke, which came from my fear that the computer might catch a fire at any moment. What a small, nervous human being I am…

Hidemi’s Rambling Nov 27, 2009

On an online flier, I found a great one-day only sale at a nearby grocery store. They had cans of tuna, jars of simmered seaweed, and packs of instant miso soup at the lowest prices I’d ever seen. They are about 35 cents each. I couldn’t miss it, but unfortunately, I didn’t feel well with a mild headache and dizziness. So, I turned to my partner but it was his working day. As a result, I utterly missed this golden opportunity. At least I tried to copy the edited TV shows on a DVD and that ended in an error. It was one of those days that everything went amiss…

Hidemi’s Rambling Nov 26, 2009

My parents live in my hometown, Kyoto, which is located in the western part of Japan. They hate my life as a musician. They wouldn’t accept who I am or what I do, and simply keep denying me. Any contact with them, such as a visit, a phone call, a letter all of which I make every effort to avoid, is never done without quarrel. A few days ago, they sent me a box of persimmons. I was delighted to open it, but of course, there was a note of an attacking message between the persimmons. They never miss a chance to bash me. So, I am thankful for being able to continue music nonetheless. Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate it. I hope you get together with your family peacefully…

Hidemi’s Rambling Nov 25, 2009

An explosive sound woke me up at 6 a.m. I thought a war broke out nearby. But it turned out to be firecrackers. It was the day that locals of this area celebrated a festival every seven years to bless their indigenous god, who preserved the area. My hometown, which is far away from here, has a similar god and festival but they never use firecrackers. For some crazy reason, locals here cracked them every hour on the hour all day long, and I jumped at the loud noise each time. I believe the indigenous god also jumped for disturbance rather than for joy…