I have the semi irregular tradition of listening to DePaPepe the Japanese acoustic guitar duo while reading 100 years of solitude. It’s a good tradition and it reminds me of spring in Japan cherry blossoms warmish weather green trees busy streets and the beautiful city skylines. Man, what a great memory. Like Saturday afternoon Fox movies. Something warm and good from childhood. Essentially, you know that’s what I think about when I listen to DaPaPePe’s album Let’s Go while reading 100 years of solitude in the spring.
spring or summer.
It makes me think about spring in Hirakata at the Tsutaya bookstore sitting in the back by a window reading, which is interesting because you know when you kinda have nostalgia for a time and place, but you were reading a book about nostalgia about a time and place There’s a kind of circular literary satisfaction that makes the tradition pleasurable. I also enjoyed the kind of pureness and the great mixes in the audio of the DePaPePe songs, the simplicity of the guitars yet the stories and drive of the music make for a really good experience and reminds me a lot of when I used to play guitar in high school in college.
It takes me back to another time when you know, I guess one memory leads to another sometimes they’re just kind of a chain reaction of thought and this memory is a good memory because it makes me think about another good memory of eating lunch at Kansai Gaidai with Scott and Thomas and Rye and Bryan and Rebecca and Levi, Brack and Chris and yeah it makes me think about eating rice balls at the Kansai Gaidai cafeteria with the little chicken nugget inside the rice ball wrapped in a piece of seaweed so there is sort of this cyclical nostalgic weaving that’s going on that I guess is pretty well illustrated in 100 years of solitude and for me it’s wrapped up in this Spring weather sunny day guitar playing listening to DePaPePe music.
