Saturday, December 31, 2016

A year in reads: 2016

On the turntable:  Captain Beefheart, "Trout Heart Replica"

Friday, December 23, 2016

KJ #87

My review of Kato David Hopkins book, "Dokkiri! Japanese Indies Music 1976-1989: A History and Guide" is in the latest issue of the always wonderful Kyoto Journal. 

Copies make for wonderful Xmas gifts, and are available here:

On the turntable:  Can, "Soon Over Babaluma"
On the nighttable:  Nigel Barley, "Island of Demons"

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Sunday Papers: Knut Hamsun

"I do not hold the perverse belief of old men generally, that I am wiser than I was. And I hope I may never grow wise; ’tis a sign of decrepitude. If I thank God for life, it is not by virtue of any riper wisdom that has come to me with age, but because I have always taken a pleasure in life. Age gives no riper wisdom; age gives nothing but age."
--The Wanderer

On the turntable:  Calexico, "The Guard (sdtk)"

Sunday, December 11, 2016

Sunday Papers: Napolean Bonaparte

"History is a set of lies agreed upon."

On the turntable:  Bruce Springsteen, "The River"

Wednesday, December 07, 2016

The Cresting Wave of Junya Ishigami

The final piece of the eight-part architecture series for ZenVita, about the fairytale designs of Junya Ishigami...

On the turntable:  Charles Lloyd Quartet, "Paris 1967"

Sunday, December 04, 2016

Sunday Papers: George Orwell

"In all novels about the East the scenery is the real subject-matter."

On the turntable: The Kyoto Connection, "Kyoto Soundscapes"
On the nighttable:  George Orwell, "The Road to Wigan Pier"

Thursday, December 01, 2016

Omishima, Oshima, Majima

Sixth and final post in the Inland Sea series about following in the wake of Donald Richie.

On the turntable:  Chick Corea, "Waltz for Bill Evans"

Sunday, November 27, 2016

Sunday Papers: Robert MacFarlan

"Before you become a writer you must first become a reader.  Every hour spent reading is an hour spent learning to write."

On the turntable: Bruce Springsteen, "Darkness on the Edge of Town"

Friday, November 25, 2016

Mukaijima, Innoshima, Ikuchijima

Number Five in the Inland Sea series at Japan Visitor.

On the turntable: M-Base Collective, "M-Base Collective featuring Cassandra Wilson Live"

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Sunday Papers: Robert Shelton

"Woody (Guthrie) hit the road at seventeen, and the road kept hitting him back."

On the turntable:  Ben Harper, "Diamonds on the Inside"


Tuesday, November 15, 2016


Yellow leaves
Shown no regard
By men in grey suits.

On the turntable:  Bonnie 'Prince' Billy, "Summer in the Southeast"
On the nighttable:  Knut Hamsun, "Wayfarers"


Monday, November 14, 2016

Narrow Road Signs XV

A lesson in the habits of air:

Nocturnal Autumn wind
Dances with the steam
Upon hot spring waters.

On the turntable:  Beck, "Mellow Gold"
On the nighttable:  George Orwell, "Coming up for Air"

Sunday, November 13, 2016

Sunday Paper: Honore de Balzac

"This is why the Orient boasts so few writers. One lives too much in oneself to have anything left of the self to hand out to others. What is the point of thought, there, where all is feeling?"

On the turntable:  Bob Dylan, "Going Going Guam"

Saturday, November 12, 2016


Fourth in the Inland Sea series:

On the turntable: Cream, "Wheels on Fire"

Friday, November 11, 2016


Above the mossy garden,
Moisture hangs in the air like
Lingering tears.

On the turntable:  Camper Van Beethoven, "The Third Album"

Thursday, November 10, 2016

Narrow Road Signs XIV

The white of wings
Brilliant against a dark grey sky
Foreshadows the coming snow.

On the turntable:  Charles Lloyd, "All my Relations" 

Wednesday, November 09, 2016


On this night,
Of all nights,
Even the moon is divided.

On the turntable:  Chet Baker Trio, "Strollin'"

Tuesday, November 08, 2016

Euthanizing Democracy

Even the highest walls
Can not keep our hatred
From crossing borders.

I've tried to mostly stay out of the political fracas this year, but today I feel the need to chime in and say America,
Trump is the president you deserve (for your sins).
Saunders is the president you want (but aren't ready for).
Clinton is the president you need (as a stopgap at least).

The eyes of the world are upon you. Do the right thing.

Though it goes without saying that, besides the obvious victory for gender, we all lose in this election.

On the turntable:  Charles Mingus, "Live in Chateauvallon"

Monday, November 07, 2016

Narrow Road Signs XIII

Itabi stones
Send heavenward their prayers,
In the company of ginkgos.

On the turntable:  Beck, "Odelay"
On the nighttable:  Janice P. Nimura, "Daughters of the Samurai"

Sunday, November 06, 2016

Sunday Papers: Mark Gayn

"Democracy is no better than the men who shape it."

On the turntable: Bob Dylan, "Live 1975"

Saturday, November 05, 2016

Narrow Road Signs XII

Cold winds from the west
Bring harrow to
Lingering summer grasses

On the turntable:   Bob Dylan, "Planet Waves"

Friday, November 04, 2016

Narrow Road Signs XI

Seen through the island's
Splayed branches of pine,
A sliver of moon.

On the turntable:  Can. "Unlimited Release"

Wednesday, November 02, 2016

The Brilliant Folds of Akihisa Hirata

This week on ZenVita, I explore the manipulations of 
Akikhisa Hirata's origami inspired architecture.

On the turntable:   Can, "Box Music"

Sunday, October 30, 2016

Sunday Papers: Charles Simic

"For knowledge, add; for wisdom, take away."

On the turntable: Ben Folds Five, "Ben Folds Five"

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Band Wit

Back in the days when I was playing live music in Yonago with Tim W., we would appear under a different band name at each gig. The follow is a list of the names we used, or intended to use. (Some may offend so be forewarned..)
Table of the Leg
Damn Flies
Spooky Temple Dudes
Stony Curtis
Obstinate Camel
Nazi Pope
Perceived Diss
Sayu Gyaku (左右逆)
Anal Mix Tape
Psychological Sabotage
The Knot in the Y
Wood Moratorium
Goethe's Werther
Vanity Organ
The Noble Source
Mullah Fucka
Grok the Koan
Bovine Intervention
Bovine Comedy
Zulu Porn
Reverse Vasectomy
Veda's Dairy
Androgynous Zone
Acid Milk Truck
Spank the Monarchy
Puppy with Verbs
High Brow Connotation
Singed Fringe
Glass Water Starfish
Avalanche of Creme
Tambourine Damage
Transportation Misadventure
Wiley on the Bridge
Institutional Conformity
Two-Dimensional Asshole
3D Lunch
The Usual Inattention
Roppongi Hillbilies
Ovarian Sisters
Casanova Hijinx
Conquistador of the Useless
The Gilligan Four
Al Pachinko
Phallus Cowboys
Fudo Hanbaiki (不動販売機)
Kill Gilligan
Traveling Dingleberries
Impenetrable Orpheus
Ramadan Nachos
Back-up Bellringer
Genghis Karma
Shakuson 5 (釈尊 5) 
Snooty Vegan
Keisei and the Sunshine Band
Infidel Castro
Scott Baio Wolfe
Guns 'n' Moses
Felonious Punk
Ozzy Gillespie
On the turntable:  Chet Baker, "Lullaby of the Leaves"
On the nighttable:  Natsume Soseki, "The Gate"

Friday, October 28, 2016

Megijima ,Ogijima

The third in the Inland Sea series:

On the turntable:  Charles Mingus, "Mingus at Carnegie Hall"
On the nighttable:  David Sedaris, "When You are Engulfed in Flames"

Tuesday, October 25, 2016


Days of darkness part, 
To reveal the blue skies of 

On the turntable: Bob Dylan, "Live 1975"
On the nighttable:  Stephen Armstrong, "The Road to Wigan Pier Revisited"

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Sunday Papers: D.T. Suzuki

"When traveling is made too easy and comfortable, its spiritual meaning is lost"

On the turntable:  "The Beatles, "Strawberry Fields Forever" 

Saturday, October 22, 2016


Second post of a six-part series on chasing Donald Richie. On Shodoshima.…/shodoshima-drive

On the turntable:  Boards of Canada, "Music has the Right to People"
On the nighttable:  Michael Pollan,"Cooked"

Thursday, October 20, 2016


Tipping their caps
From the top of the hill,
To the lands they once knew.

On the turntable:  Begin, ”BEGIN シングル大全集”

Tuesday, October 18, 2016


All along the watchtowers,
You'll find a source of strength
For when the heart is wounded.

On the turntable:  Bruce Springsteen, "Tunnel of Love"

Monday, October 17, 2016

Imbibing Bibliophile #8

No Direction Home by Richard Shelton

Matsumoto Brewery, Traditional Bitter

On the turntable: Cactus, "Cactology"

Sunday, October 16, 2016

Sunday Papers: Robert Brady

"Travelers come to need their own company more than stayers ever do."

On the turntable: The Beatles, "Final Rhine River Tapes"
On the nighttable:  D.T. Suzuki, "Zen and Japanese Culture"

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Inujima & Teshima

First part of a six-article series on Japan's Inland Sea, for Japan Visitor.…/inujima-teshima

On the turntable: Bob Dylan, "Blues"
On the nighttable:  Robert Shelton, "No Direction Home: The Life and Music of Bob Dylan"

Tuesday, October 11, 2016


Strolling the beach
looking for shells,
All we find is rubbish.

On the turntable:  Boubacar Traore, "Mali Denhou"

Monday, October 10, 2016

Sou Fujimoto and the Primitive Future

My next article in the architect series discusses the permeable, light-filled architectural designs of Sou Fujimoto.

On the turntable:  Boston, "Greatest Hits"

Sunday, October 09, 2016

Sunday Papers: Marcel Pagnol

"No history textbook in the world has ever been anything but a propaganda pamphlet in the service of governments."

On the turntable:  The Continental Op, "Stitch Music"
On the nighttable: Alistair Horne, "Seven Ages of Paris"

Friday, October 07, 2016


Often through this scene,
Details ever changing,
Painted with a different brush.

On the turntable:  The Beatles, "Anthology 3 Outtakes"

Wednesday, October 05, 2016

Mountains Beyond Mountains

The gods of the three directions
Take on solid stony forms.

Days of rain and winds from yet another typhoon have scoured the skies clean. I've stood upon this spot 20 times or more, but I've never had the visibility of today. Ontake-san, Norikura, Kiso Koma-ga-take (with Kitadake photobombing in the far distance in the middle of the last pic).

On the turntable:  Brian Auger & The Trinity, "Definitely What!"

Monday, October 03, 2016

All our Gayn

Reading Gayn's fascinating Japan Diary, which entails his time working as a journalist from just a few months after the end of the war. 

Most interesting is that you can see the seeds being sown for the political system we have here today. 

It's really no wonder that democracy doesn't work in Japan, imposed as it was by the military. And militaries are generally not the most democratic organizations.

On the turntable:  Bob Dylan, "The Genuine Basement Tapes"

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Tokai Shizen Hoedown: Chubu I

Rain begat rain begat rain.  Amazing the precipitation we'd been getting, five, six days a week worth, for the past couple of months.  Rainy season was long over, but nobody had told the rain.  

All of which made Sunday even more glorious.  And a good day for walking.  

I'd thought I was finished with the Tōkai Shizen Hōdō (TSH) when I faced its terminus at Minō falls seven years ago.  But that was before I caught Henrō-byō, which ails most of those who walked the Shikoku pilgrimage.  Rather than return to that (not-so) small island as the stricken usually did, I chose to explore some of Japan's other old paths, and had taken on work where I tried to instill in others the joys of the open road.  Two tours I led took me along multi-day segments of the TSH, and before long I found myself thinking that rather than be satisfied simply with the Kansai section, why not follow it all the way to Tokyo?  

It was in this spirit that I got off the train in Ena.  A festival was in progress, and all the lockers full.   I batted my eyelashes at a middle-aged man in the tourist information office, who let me leave my suitcase with him yet warned me that he would close at 6.  So much for my open-ended day. 

Thankfully taxis were available, so I had one take me to where the TSH diverged from where the Nakasendo carried on into Ena.  I moved quickly downhill, then played leapfrog with a pair of highways.   Before long I found myself thinking that I was walking with different eyes again, that I wouldn't have the usual visual landscape clues that help navigate me along the old feudal roads.  Thankfully the signage was good, far better than it had been a decade before. The recent hiking boom had helped with that.  But one sign worried me in giving a walking time of 70 minutes in order to cover the next 3 km.  A mountain was surely ahead.  

The road rose heading into a small hamlet, and turning my head left I looked into the mouth of the very familiar Kiso Valley, with the tell tale peaks of Mts. Ena and Kiso Komagatake defining its right shoulder. Near a golf course, a handful of cats milled about, probably abandoned.  They certainly had plenty of toys to bat around, as the higanbana spider lilies swayed across every berm.  

The more I drew away from the rail line the more rice fields appeared, their stalks mostly listless and slumped over.  Since this was the first truly sunny weekend day we'd had in weeks, I imagined that a flurry of harvesting was going on, up the length of the country.  The heat of the day was high, 30 or more, a sure sign that yet another storm was building out to sea.  In a month or so, I will surely see a newspaper article about what a disaster the crop had been this year.  Things are  undoubtedly worse in North Korea.  Any time a round of missile tests begin, news about a flood or famine follows close behind.  The US steps in with food aid to quiet things down.  And a few years later, it starts up again.   Yet Abe and his lot are traveling the world, talking up the dangers of the Pyongyang regime, in the hopes of getting assistance of their own.  They know nothing, or perhaps everything, about politics.     

The ache in my muscles took on a subtle shift, and my climb was upon me.  I was surprised that it was ishitatami, above which my shoes tried to find grip on stones slick with lichens and a week's worth of rain.  It was slow going, even more so for the fallen trees. The apparent lack of hikers had me worried that I was on the wrong track, and once I topped out, I read my maps intently, and replenished my energy with a peanut butter sandwich.  Not far on was the site of an old tea house, then the trail passed behind a cattle farm whose stench nearly asphyxiated me as I tried desperately to slow my breathing which had quickened with the climb.  

The trail was arrow straight here, along the top of Mt. Yudachi.  It had been a tough climb to be sure, but not nearly as steep as the infamous Mt. Asadachi.  I quickened my pace along this flat forestry road, trying to make up time.  If the signs were correct, I'd arrive in Iwamura twenty minutes after my intended train pulled out.  Despite the speed I was truly enjoying myself, remembering why I liked the TSH so much, which alternated between quiet forest paths and narrow lanes bisecting hamlets.  It was all far more pleasant than a forced march along overdeveloped roads, with the roar of vehicles rushing past every few seconds.      

A man in the next village turned off his weed-whacker to ask me where I was going.  Unlike a pair of women earlier, he didn't make an explosive sound of surprise at my answer, which led me to believe that I was better than halfway there.  What followed was a few lateral crossings across long flat valleys, and short climbs over stumpy hillocks between.  A stand of kosatsuba proved my suspicions that this too was an old highway, and a bit of Googling later told me that I'd walked the Daimyō Kaidō.  Apparently I'd been in good company.  Kano no Chomei had enshrined 1000 stone Buddhas out here.  Not far away was the grave of Confucian scholar Sato Issai, who probably followed this road home when the Edo period forever closed, an event upon which he had no small impact.

My forced march had brought me to the station a half an hour before my train.  The station was small, with a short platform, and as is rapidly becoming the case with these out-of-the-way stations, the waiting room had been turned into a display of rail days of yore.  Bizarrely, one part of this was housed a small butchery operation, which as well as slinging meat also served take out coffee.  A pair of middle-aged motorcyclists nursed small mugs of beer, which looked too good to resist.  I took mine outside and sat on the platform on an old wooden bench, washing down a potato croquette and enjoying the silence.  But the peace wasn't to last.  Before long, a gaggle of noisy old women showed up, bringing the day to an end with a clamor as profound as the brakes of the train as it shrieked to a stop. 

On the turntable:  The Beatles, "The River Rhine Tapes"
On the nighttable:  George Orwell, "The Clergyman's Daughter"

Monday, September 26, 2016


Revisiting old friends,
Beneath autumn skies
Clad in herringbone.

On the turntable:  Blues Traveler, "Travelers and Thieves"
On the nighttable:  Gray Snyder, "The Great Clod"

Sunday, September 25, 2016

Sunday Papers: Wendell Berry

"I’m not putting my faith in the people, I’m putting my faith in some of the people."

On the turntable:  Boredoms, "Super Roots 6"

Friday, September 23, 2016


Counting syllables
Will certainly cause you to
Leave a haiku un...

On the turntable:  Brian Wilson, "Orange Crate Art" 

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Pillow Talk

Recently I've been finding it more and more difficult to love, even like, this country that I've called home for 22 years. This feeling has caused me all kinds of undue stress. More and more time spent abroad, not to mention intense disgust at the abusive power structure current in play, has forced me to take a deeper look at Japan, shaking me from the somnambulic bubble that life here tends to induce. 

On the turntable:  Broadcast, "The Noise Made by People"
On the nighttable:  Peter Vernezze and Carl J. Porter, "Bob Dylan and Philosophy"

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Sunday Papers: Anthony Lane

"Like the One Ring, the Force can be wielded for both good and evil ends, but then so can a set of screwdrivers."

On the turntable:  The Beach Boys, "Pet Sounds"

Saturday, September 17, 2016


Haze of summer clears
And new colors arise:
Ine, Cosmos, Higanbana.

On the turntable:  Bruce Springsteen, "Tracks"

Friday, September 16, 2016

Original Face

A trip to Okinawa, three months after Ken died. Drunk on awamori and exhausted by the late hour, I catch a glimpse of my late son's face in my own.

A few days ago, the light catches the gray at my temples, and I see myself in ten years.

Everything exists in an instant...

On the turntable:   Beck, Bogart, and Appice, "Beck, Bogart, and Appice"

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Kazuyo Sejima and The Structure of Relationship

My latest piece for ZenVita is all about the works of Kazuyo Sejima.  Link here.

On the turntable:  Bjork, "Volta"

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Sunday Papers: Pete Kofod

"The only uniquely defining characteristic of a bureaucracy is the ability to reflexively impede human progress."

On the turntable:  Bauhaus, "1979-1983" 

Friday, September 09, 2016


The north's broad expanse
Tested by
Endless wind and rain.

On the turntable: "Treme"  (Sdtk)

Tuesday, September 06, 2016

Circle of Lights, Fjords, and Solitude

Very pleased to announce my first piece for the Singapore Straits Times, on a midwinter's journey to the Arctic Circle.
(See also my sidebar piece on Oslo.)

On the turntable:  Bill Evans, "Portrait in Jazz"