If you were to name the genres of music that exist, there would be a genre most people would gloss over-that is if they haven't forgotten it. This is a genre that has little purpose in our world beyond a certain point in our lives, but is far more powerful than many songs we may ever listen to after that turning point. This genre is the Lullaby, and no other artist excels in this field that the melancholic yet tranquil magic of Itoki Hana. Itoki is a Japanese college student achieving a degree in music, born in 1993, she could be easily compared to any college student attending OSU or any other college. If she can be so easily compared than how is it that she is able to construct, as an architect of sound, music that surpasses an infinite number of other artists simply because their songs are trite, existing in some format already identical to one another with their lyrics, beats, and messages? Years ago during a Public Speaking class assignment to talk about a song that struck a cord with you, I used Itoki Hana's "Shadow" (The first original song she ever uploaded to the internet, as her previous works were lullaby remixes of already existing songs), claiming that it was the lullaby that could tame even the most wild and violent of beasts, To this day I still believe that original idea. Like the three minutes that forever changed Dave Marsh's world, the 3 minutes and 33 seconds of this song forever changed my view of the world. It proved to me that even in our hectic, hate and anger favoring, speed and convenience riddled Makai, there is still a place for slow and tranquil to exist.
Here's a link to the song for those interested in listening to it.
|The cover art for "Shadow" created by her friend Pekosola. The image is a perfect representation of how her songs are: The candle representing tranquility against the cold empty vastness of infinite space.|
Footnote: Makai is the Buddhist depiction of Hell, however unlike our typical depiction where suffering is infinite, Makai acts more like a prison where one is allowed to transcend after they have served their sentence. I often refer to our world as Makai with our eventual deaths being the end of our imprisonment.