My brother, Luisito, Spring has come to Yamaguchi Prefecture, where I live. I’m sorry for not being able to move forward. I kept thinking about the meaning of doing this.

I’m reading this book now. It is an essay by Ryu Murakami nearly 40 years ago. There are so many words that stick like a knife. When I say “stabbing”, I mean this young man is in pain, he grabs a knife and stabs himself, and he stabs “society” called “Japan”. I am also pierced.

A few days ago, I received a message from Luisito from Cuba. The sound engineer when Ryu Murakami recorded in Cuba was a friend of Luisito’s, and I said I’d like to hear from him. His message was about it.

On August 27th, at Los Van Van’s outdoor concert in Nokonoshima, Fukuoka, I handed out fans(“uchiwa” in Japanese) with a picture of Juan Carlos Formel, who passed away on May 26th, to many people. I asked them to wave a fan.

Last night I sent 2 recordings of José Luis Cortés to Luisito who is my best friend like family. SHOKO: Brother, how do you think? who is playing? He is Cuban. recording in 1994. I like it. Jose Luis Cortes Murakami Production