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Kazuki Tomokawa appears on the french video podcast ‘A Take-Away Show #98‘.

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Kazuki Tomokawa appears on the french video podcast ‘A Take-Away Show #98‘.
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Produced by Naohito Koike
Filmed and edited by Vincent Moon
Sounds by Teresa Eggers
Mix by Gaspar Claus
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Shot in Osaka, Japan, February 2009

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Part 1 :

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‘Umi Mitaina Sora Da’
‘A Story About Swallowing a Star ‘  with Masato Nagahata

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‘A story  about  swallowing  a  star’

Lyrics: Taruho Inagaki   /  Additional lyrics, Music : Kazuki Tomokawa

One evening on the balcony

A white-ish object fell from the sky

When I put it my mouth

It tasted like calcium

Later, I awoke on the pavement

Yellow windows empty in the moonlight

Empty and laughing scornfully

While thinking over what it all meant

Out of nowhere I was thrown to the floor

And from my mouth

Flew something like a star

Dragging its tail over the roof it soared

Dragging its tail over the roof it soared

Until at last I could see the star no more

I had surely swallowed a star

I had put a bullet in a gun

Aimed it at the dead-centre

Of the pitch black sky and pulled the trigger

And suddenly a US Stars and Stripes sky

And suddenly a US Stars and Stripes sky

Flapped and fluttered overhead

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Translation: Alan Cummings

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Part 2 :

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‘Pistol’  with Masato Nagahata and Gaspar Claus

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‘Pistol’

Lyrics / Music : Kazuki Tomokawa

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There is a pistol on the table

The final breath of overgrown thistle

is surely inside myself

Can’t count on the sky, nor a finger

The green, or light, was standing there

I just blindly embraced it

I am still standing

in the wind that reveals absence

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Is it loaded or not?

Does the time come or not?

It’s nice to be against war,

but isn’t that to be against human?

It’s always pointed at the face

It’s the same here and there

I say “What the hell,”

but can’t count on the sky, nor a finger

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There is a pistol on the table

There is a pistol on the table

Is it a promised flower?

Is it the weight of betrayal?

There is a pistol on the table

The final breath of overgrown thistle

is surely inside myself

Can’t count on the sky, nor a finger

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Translation: Alan Cummings

Part 3 :

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‘The god is crying in the well’
‘Pigment Sky’  with Gaspar Claus

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‘Pigment Sky’

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Lyrics / Music : Kazuki Tomokawa

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when I turn that corner…

I used to think to myself

when the cherries were in bloom

I’d beat hard on my heels

the sky soaring heavenwards above

sucking in our souls

I think to myself one day

I want to scar that cruel blue

at the bottom of a long season

neither spring nor summer

I seem to be wandering naked

a stuffed animal calls out

but through I call out

I no longer have heels to carry me back

and even that corner  I once aimed for

Is now shrouded in a boundless fog

the pigment sky blinks

bule,  hard and clear

the pigment sky blinks

blue,  hard and clear

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Translation by Alan Cummings