The only problem that proceeds the opening three tracks is that some of the next songs, although breathtaking, are often forgotten. One might call is "smooth." Another might call it "yearning." I would call it "thought out." It aches with a tundra of frosty loss and reflection.
The song sounds like you're at a smooth jazz bar, except the piano player is feeling rather melancholy. although "A Flower is Not a Flower" gets extremely close. The track is wonderful, and there is no better song on the album. The chord alone could steal the show on this album. It ends with the sweetest chord you will ever hear. If you listen to it, I guarantee you will feel sad, but at the same time in awe of the incredible professionalism of the composition. Lawrence." 4 minutes and 42 seconds of sheer beauty. Following the opening track is the best song on the album, "Merry Christmas Mr. It's a slow start to a very slow album, and that isn't a bad thing. Everything begins to slow down and the sky becomes gray (even if it doesn't). The first chord of "Amore" begins and you suddenly feel somewhat reflective. In short, "Playing the Piano" is a very powerful work disguised as a "mood album." In a way, listening to this album is a large interlude in the sprawling concept album of life (or is that too corny?). But Sakamoto makes an entire album of beautiful breaks. Any one of these songs could fit as an interlude in an Art Rock LP, or Concept Album. He creates an entire album of simplistic, beautiful, sad piano pieces. Those albums are rare, but when they appear, they illuminate (Dark Side Of The Moon, F#A#OO). instrumentals, long breaks and sprawling ambiance). However, it is often striking to hear an album that has so much room to move around (i.e. Sometimes, those albums turn out absolutely wonderful (Pink Flag, Bee Thousand). There are albums that try to load every little crevice with music and noise.
Often times in music, we forget how incredibly powerful space can be. The least profound cover I have ever seen.
Somehow, my mom found possession of this CD, and from her, I borrowed it.
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I believe it involved a series of exchanges through the internet, falling into the hands of an old Japanese woman, who then exchanged this CD for soap operas, thus bringing the CD into the hands of my mother's friend. I can't remember how this album fell into my hands.