“I don’t want to express myself as the image of Japan,” he told me, “big power, big money, technologies.” Then in a different conversation he spoke against the arbitrary division of the globe into East and West. “Where is the edge?” he asked. “My music is much more melting. All the different things are layered at the same time. It represents a sense of Utopia.” And now? Utopia, what can we say, other than its enclosed certainty is unattainable, but music is never really about certainty, only possibility, and in possibility there is a way to live, a positivity that Ryuichi Sakamoto never abandoned, even when dying.
Writer and musician David Toop pays tribute to his friend and collaborator Ryuichi Sakamoto, who died on 28 March. Lovely article.
A French critic, he told me, disliked his Beauty album because there wasn’t enough Japanese music in it.
I wonder whether a French musician playing American music would be accused of not having enough French music in it.