Japanese cover art for Neuromancer by William Gibson, 1986.
Birthday Remembrance: Toshiro Mifune (1 April 1920 - 24 December 1997), here seen in Drunken Angel (Akira Kurosawa, 1948)
Toshiro Mifune 4 Lyfe. Watch The Bad Sleep Well if you want to die without regret.
Hrm, I just found another Ikko Tanaka illustration that I really like. I wonder how I’d turn this one into a Handful poster.
Ikko Tanaka Illustration 3
Theatre poster (Selected Fables). Designer Ikko Tanaka. From Graphis Posters 73
The Otamatone looks like a cool mini-synthesizer. You slide a finger up and down the neck to change the pitch, like a slide guitar or tannerin, and open and close the mouth for a rudimentary filter.
The problem is that you can never produce a note that’s actually in tune. It’s not a matter of precision on your part. It’s the fact that the pitch ribbon doesn’t work smoothly, but instead jumps from one pitch to another, none of which are in tune with each other or with the Western tuning system.
I bought one of these a couple years back and assumed I just needed practice until I saw the official Otamatone demos (one of which is above) and realized not even the people who made it could get the fucking things to play a single note that’s in tune.
Recent events which I hardly need to link to have been bringing my mind away from other projects and back to a trip/documentary I hope to make late this year or early next.
The nut is that I’d visit Chernobyl, Pripyat and other ruins of the USSR that contain elements of super science and the post-apocalyptic, trying to make sense of a lifelong obsession which undoubtedly comes from some of my earliest memories being of toboganning on a hill beside the Primer Minister’s bomb shelter, knowing full well that if the cold war turned hot then the unlucky bunker guard who had to stay topside would have orders to shoot me and any other townspeople trying to get inside…