It is the music of the movie that I saw in the past. I think it was a documentary movie. Occasionally it resonates in the brain. 

I played it with my synthesizer at home, relying on my memory.

There is a mistouch 🙏

Akira Ifukube's Movie Music #1

On the day when Gion Matsuri (*) started, I went to a banquet with local people at a restaurant of Kyoto cuisine. Looking at the wide streets along the way, I remembered my childhood, my brother and my parents.

＊：Gion Matsuri is one of the three most celebrated festivals in Kyoto, which originated in people’s attempt to halt a series of raging plagues in the ninth century.

Banquet Before The Festival

When I was a kid, there was a big Buddhist altar in my house, and I was always threatened by the sound of bells and the voice of chanting sutras. 

When I went to the temple in Obon, there was a big bell, and in the precincts, wooden fish, bells, and the voice of sutras echoed. 

Even now that I am a Christian, I will carefully protect what I have inherited from my ancestors.

In a corner of Asia

I played alone when I was little. The front of the house was unpaved and the river was flowing. 

The water of the river was stained with dye, and there were fig trees on the edge of the river. When a typhoon or heavy rain falls, the river overflows and the underfloor may be flooded. 

Eventually, a vehicle for paving work ... A road roller stopped in front of the house. His father picked me up and put me in the vehicle. I wasn't happy or scared of the big machine. I was lonely.

Alone, memory of a distant day

In the country where I live, cumulonimbus clouds form in the middle of summer, and in some areas there is torrential rain.

［Volume warning］Midsummer thunderstorm in asia

I live in an ancient city somewhere on the earth.

He may like to draw, listen to music, read foreign literature, and watch movies.

He sings as a member of the choir in a Protestant church.

I want to spend time in my dreams.

TACCHINYAN Bianco