[ 佐久間竜一 ] Ryuuichi Sakuma (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
singsingbluesilver) wrote2010-02-06 01:41 am
singsingbluesilver) wrote2010-02-06 01:41 am
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32... so long & thanks for all the fish
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[ Yes, it might be cold and snowing and all crazy outside, but Ryuichi is not a man to let such little things like the elements, wild animals, and not having enough food to keep him inside his apartment. Maybe driven by his own inner problems, or by an insane need to sing, he left the warmth of the large shared bed in his apartment, and went across the frozen tundra that was a city and into the High School.
The video opens up to show the singer at an angle, his features gaunter than normal and his hair a wild tumble of half-dried wisps against his pale skin. He is playing around with Tohma's prized synthesizer, his usual companion of a pink rabbit no where in sight. After a few moments, he flicked a couple switches, starting a drum track and a simple loop of four keys. Then spreading his fingers over the keys, he plays and sings this song. Once done, he shuts everything off and just stares at the communicator. ]
It's not that hard, is it?
[ Reaching over, he covers the camera with something bright pink and fuzzy and patterned with several neat stitches. ]
[ Yes, it might be cold and snowing and all crazy outside, but Ryuichi is not a man to let such little things like the elements, wild animals, and not having enough food to keep him inside his apartment. Maybe driven by his own inner problems, or by an insane need to sing, he left the warmth of the large shared bed in his apartment, and went across the frozen tundra that was a city and into the High School.
The video opens up to show the singer at an angle, his features gaunter than normal and his hair a wild tumble of half-dried wisps against his pale skin. He is playing around with Tohma's prized synthesizer, his usual companion of a pink rabbit no where in sight. After a few moments, he flicked a couple switches, starting a drum track and a simple loop of four keys. Then spreading his fingers over the keys, he plays and sings this song. Once done, he shuts everything off and just stares at the communicator. ]
It's not that hard, is it?
[ Reaching over, he covers the camera with something bright pink and fuzzy and patterned with several neat stitches. ]