On September 26, Saturday morning, I dreamed that Akira Kurosawa welcomed me as the lead actor in a movie.
It was a little earlier than I had planned, but the dream was so wonderful that I decided to get up first.
I had been thinking about something for a few days before that I needed to write for the American people.
I decided to write it as a rough draft, and what I wrote was, 'One of the best in the world in the United States is music.'
As always, the best discovery I've made recently came while listening to YouTube as I was writing.
I guess the above dream brought me to it.
It is Reina del Cid, a graduate of the University of Minnesota's School of English Literature, now 32 years old. Her name comes from her real word, Reina, which means "Queen" in Spanish, and her favorite guitar, which named del Cid, the "Queen of Guitars."
Yoshiko Sakurai is a Japanese treasure, and Reina del Cid is an American treasure.
All of them are great, but Bernadette, which I sent out in the middle of the Night, Â is excellent.
My close friends must have heard me say the following on several occasions.
'Life has been the opposite of smooth sailing for me, but I don't regret my Life. The only thing I wanted to do was to be born into a pianist's family. If I had done so, I would undoubtedly have been the Bob Dylan of Japan, John Lennon, and I would have made the level of Japanese music, one of the world's best.
All real singers are born singers.
I was one.
So for 26 years, I spent almost every day, except Wednesdays and Sundays, in Kita-Shinichi, Osaka, as a second house, and spent an unbelievable amount of money, half on food and half on singing to the accompaniment of a pianist.
Mainly at my favorite bar.
I sang Strangers in the Night at some of the bars, with a band playing in the background.
There was also a professional guitarist running the bar, and I played various songs.
The bar owner, a professional jazz singer who graduated from the Osaka College of Music, was also a professional pianist.
I bumped into a classmate of mine who was a lawyer at a prominent law firm in New York, and we spent a perfect evening warming up old friends on the street in Kitashinchi.
'There's no place in New York that has this kind of atmosphere,' it was that good.
I was always the last performer of the day here.
Unchanged Melody, Smoke gets in your eyes, etc., etc., etc.
Incidentally, the first song I sang to my favorite pianist's accompaniment was the Beatles' While My Guitar Gently Weeps.
It's hard to find someone who sings a song like this for one of their greetings.
When I was a golf freak, I went to Hawaii countless times.
When I was going out to Maui and visiting the Bay Course in Kapalua as my favorite course, a good friend who had the best job at Itochu told me that the Kapalua Bay Hotel was the best.
'What, they had such a nice resort hotel over there?'
I visited it immediately on my forthcoming holiday.
Since then, I've visited dozens of times.
The hotel had a superior arcade at the entrance.
The restaurant at the arcade entrance replaced a sushi bar where you could sing with the band in the background on weekends.
Instantly, I was inspired to sing.
After all, every Night in Kitashinchi, Osaka, I was singing with a piano in the background.
When a young American woman sang Cheryl Clough's song, which was a massive hit at the time, I was ready for it.
To let a roomful of Americans, who didn't know the Japanese, know the Japanese's, real heart.
Rightfully so, as the best civilian diplomat in the world.
I was to sing three songs in a row.
Presley sang, and Bob Dylan sang ♪ Let it be me ♪ (I sang with Bob Dylan in mind), John Lennon's ♪ Don't let me down ♪ , and Prince's ♪ Purple Rain ♪ I chose.
On September 26, I discovered Reina del Cid, and I sang  "Let it be meÂ" from the heart, in their key.
I was in perfect harmony with them, even though it had been a long time since I'd sung with them.
I got a rousing round of applause from the whole house.
When I came to dinner the next day, the owner, who is also a pianist, praised me for my "you have a big voice." It was a lovely compliment.
It was a little earlier than I had planned, but the dream was so wonderful that I decided to get up first.
I had been thinking about something for a few days before that I needed to write for the American people.
I decided to write it as a rough draft, and what I wrote was, 'One of the best in the world in the United States is music.'
As always, the best discovery I've made recently came while listening to YouTube as I was writing.
I guess the above dream brought me to it.
It is Reina del Cid, a graduate of the University of Minnesota's School of English Literature, now 32 years old. Her name comes from her real word, Reina, which means "Queen" in Spanish, and her favorite guitar, which named del Cid, the "Queen of Guitars."
Yoshiko Sakurai is a Japanese treasure, and Reina del Cid is an American treasure.
All of them are great, but Bernadette, which I sent out in the middle of the Night, Â is excellent.
My close friends must have heard me say the following on several occasions.
'Life has been the opposite of smooth sailing for me, but I don't regret my Life. The only thing I wanted to do was to be born into a pianist's family. If I had done so, I would undoubtedly have been the Bob Dylan of Japan, John Lennon, and I would have made the level of Japanese music, one of the world's best.
All real singers are born singers.
I was one.
So for 26 years, I spent almost every day, except Wednesdays and Sundays, in Kita-Shinichi, Osaka, as a second house, and spent an unbelievable amount of money, half on food and half on singing to the accompaniment of a pianist.
Mainly at my favorite bar.
I sang Strangers in the Night at some of the bars, with a band playing in the background.
There was also a professional guitarist running the bar, and I played various songs.
The bar owner, a professional jazz singer who graduated from the Osaka College of Music, was also a professional pianist.
I bumped into a classmate of mine who was a lawyer at a prominent law firm in New York, and we spent a perfect evening warming up old friends on the street in Kitashinchi.
'There's no place in New York that has this kind of atmosphere,' it was that good.
I was always the last performer of the day here.
Unchanged Melody, Smoke gets in your eyes, etc., etc., etc.
Incidentally, the first song I sang to my favorite pianist's accompaniment was the Beatles' While My Guitar Gently Weeps.
It's hard to find someone who sings a song like this for one of their greetings.
When I was a golf freak, I went to Hawaii countless times.
When I was going out to Maui and visiting the Bay Course in Kapalua as my favorite course, a good friend who had the best job at Itochu told me that the Kapalua Bay Hotel was the best.
'What, they had such a nice resort hotel over there?'
I visited it immediately on my forthcoming holiday.
Since then, I've visited dozens of times.
The hotel had a superior arcade at the entrance.
The restaurant at the arcade entrance replaced a sushi bar where you could sing with the band in the background on weekends.
Instantly, I was inspired to sing.
After all, every Night in Kitashinchi, Osaka, I was singing with a piano in the background.
When a young American woman sang Cheryl Clough's song, which was a massive hit at the time, I was ready for it.
To let a roomful of Americans, who didn't know the Japanese, know the Japanese's, real heart.
Rightfully so, as the best civilian diplomat in the world.
I was to sing three songs in a row.
Presley sang, and Bob Dylan sang ♪ Let it be me ♪ (I sang with Bob Dylan in mind), John Lennon's ♪ Don't let me down ♪ , and Prince's ♪ Purple Rain ♪ I chose.
On September 26, I discovered Reina del Cid, and I sang  "Let it be meÂ" from the heart, in their key.
I was in perfect harmony with them, even though it had been a long time since I'd sung with them.
I got a rousing round of applause from the whole house.
When I came to dinner the next day, the owner, who is also a pianist, praised me for my "you have a big voice." It was a lovely compliment.
I didn't know anything about Reina del Cid, which could be called an American treasure, until September 26.
The level of mass media in Japan, especially the T.V. stations, is so low.
When it comes to music, it's no exaggeration to say that the media's level is so low that they can't take anything for granted.
Johnny & Associates, Inc., a production company started by a pedophile, in essence, dominates the Japanese T.V. stations.
South Korea, which continues to practice Nazism in the name of anti-Japanese education, knows that the Japanese rule era was the greatest in Korean history and that Japan helped Korea become a modern nation in a heartbeat.
Deep down, Korea is a country that is more fascinated with Japan than any other country.
Most of what they call "Korean dramas" is the plagiarism of Japanese dramas.
Their historical works are all lies and imitations of Japanese dramas.
Under the guise of South Korean pop culture, they began to copy Johnny & Associates, Inc.
In the case of Korea, almost all of them are plastic surgery celebrities.
As the ruler of defeated Japan, MacArthur, who represented the American people at the time, who did not know the difference between Japan, China, and Korea, landed at Atsugi Airport and said, "The Japanese are 12 years old mentally (so they started the war).
He brought the Japanese mass media under his complete control.
He issued the WGIP with the Asahi Shimbun and NHK as the leading players and gave Japan a constitution that is still plaguing and weakening Japan to this day, written in just a few days.
Masayuki Takayama, the world's one and only journalist of the post-war era, reminds us that this Constitution was written and given to Japan following the legacy of the Roman Empire's destruction of Carthage.
It is undeniable that China and Korea, countries of abysmal evil and plausible lies, have made great use of this for their anti-Japanese propaganda.
Their best tool for dwarfing and dividing Japan is the Japanese Constitution given by the U.S.
Why didn't I know about the U.S.'s greatest treasure, Reina del Cid, until 9/26?
The Japanese mass media, especially the music programs on television, are still faithful to MacArthur's teachings and keep the Japanese at a genuine mental age of 12.
Symbolic of this is the domination of Japanese T.V. stations by the Johnny's Office.
It is no mere coincidence that the recently deceased founder of the agency was also an American spy at the time.
Anyway, the Japanese music scene is a horrible one, a group of children built on the intention to keep the Japanese at the mental age of twelve, extreme poverty of spirit.
It reported as if it were a major news story, claiming that a South Korean group trying to export a vast, state-funded imitation of Johnny's, calling it South Korean pop culture, had hit number one in the U.S. charts.
The Japanese media reported it without a second thought.
It is not necessary to verify that South Korea, including Koreans living in the U.S., must have used their specialty of extensive manipulation to get the song to the top in the U.S.
It is outrageous to call it music.
It is also a symbol of "Left-Wing" Communism: An Infantile Disorder.
To be continued.
The level of mass media in Japan, especially the T.V. stations, is so low.
When it comes to music, it's no exaggeration to say that the media's level is so low that they can't take anything for granted.
Johnny & Associates, Inc., a production company started by a pedophile, in essence, dominates the Japanese T.V. stations.
South Korea, which continues to practice Nazism in the name of anti-Japanese education, knows that the Japanese rule era was the greatest in Korean history and that Japan helped Korea become a modern nation in a heartbeat.
Deep down, Korea is a country that is more fascinated with Japan than any other country.
Most of what they call "Korean dramas" is the plagiarism of Japanese dramas.
Their historical works are all lies and imitations of Japanese dramas.
Under the guise of South Korean pop culture, they began to copy Johnny & Associates, Inc.
In the case of Korea, almost all of them are plastic surgery celebrities.
As the ruler of defeated Japan, MacArthur, who represented the American people at the time, who did not know the difference between Japan, China, and Korea, landed at Atsugi Airport and said, "The Japanese are 12 years old mentally (so they started the war).
He brought the Japanese mass media under his complete control.
He issued the WGIP with the Asahi Shimbun and NHK as the leading players and gave Japan a constitution that is still plaguing and weakening Japan to this day, written in just a few days.
Masayuki Takayama, the world's one and only journalist of the post-war era, reminds us that this Constitution was written and given to Japan following the legacy of the Roman Empire's destruction of Carthage.
It is undeniable that China and Korea, countries of abysmal evil and plausible lies, have made great use of this for their anti-Japanese propaganda.
Their best tool for dwarfing and dividing Japan is the Japanese Constitution given by the U.S.
Why didn't I know about the U.S.'s greatest treasure, Reina del Cid, until 9/26?
The Japanese mass media, especially the music programs on television, are still faithful to MacArthur's teachings and keep the Japanese at a genuine mental age of 12.
Symbolic of this is the domination of Japanese T.V. stations by the Johnny's Office.
It is no mere coincidence that the recently deceased founder of the agency was also an American spy at the time.
Anyway, the Japanese music scene is a horrible one, a group of children built on the intention to keep the Japanese at the mental age of twelve, extreme poverty of spirit.
It reported as if it were a major news story, claiming that a South Korean group trying to export a vast, state-funded imitation of Johnny's, calling it South Korean pop culture, had hit number one in the U.S. charts.
The Japanese media reported it without a second thought.
It is not necessary to verify that South Korea, including Koreans living in the U.S., must have used their specialty of extensive manipulation to get the song to the top in the U.S.
It is outrageous to call it music.
It is also a symbol of "Left-Wing" Communism: An Infantile Disorder.
To be continued.
