I’m still relatively new to Takanori’s work, so pretending to have expertise while talking about him would be nothing short of arrogant. I got a lot of negative feelings about Bleach out of my system in the last post, so I promise the bashing will be vastly reduced here. Save the One, Save the All was chosen as the theme song for the fourth Bleach movie. Takanori Nishikawa is a busy, busy bee with many, many projects! He is kind of like a male version of Tomoko Kawase/Tommy Heavenly6/Tommy February6 except his music is actually good. I’m finally on the path back home.Ĭan you imagine how many cats would go positively HAYWIRE if they developed a laser cat toy that goes in multiple directions!? In all, Visual Kei is my family, and I’ll never forsake my family again. You’re only as alone as you let yourself be. The moral of the story goes that no matter how far you get away from home, the people you love and the things that count will help steer you on the right path. It was in this moment that my life’s validity was reaffirmed to me, that I did matter, that no matter how bad things got I could keep living with a smile on my face. Of course, I wept deeply but I have no shame in admitting this because for the first time in a while, I felt a little glimmer of hope that I wasn’t alone in this cruel world. I entered a sort of VK zen-like state of mind, where every syllable of the song cut into me like thorns. I had never stopped enjoying his music during my absence, but this time I seriously listened to the song. I raced for my iPod and began to listen to GACKT. To everyone.Īfter reading, re-reading, and re-reading the message many times over, I began to feel a sensation all over me, my intuition so it seemed. It’s been a long time coming, yet these words need to be said. As much as I love private, intimate conversations among friends, I feel it would be more appropriate to respond to this e-mail publicly. Within the cesspools of my inbox I discovered a very touching message from a cherished friend, Gacktpause. The wheels of fate began to turn this afternoon when I randomly decided to check my seldom-used e-mail account I had set up specifically for the blog. Everything seems to have slipped away from my grasp and I feel disconnected from my own mind and body, as well as the world around me. Truthfully, I’ve lost a lot of my will to live. Why have I been gone so long, you ask? Have I “outgrown” Visual Kei? Please. It feels foreign to me to be drafting this post after months of inactivity but on the other hand it’s warm and welcoming, like home. I’m unsure whether it’s vanity or nostalgia that makes me hope that I am still recognized in this community. The melody of the wild dance resounds endlessly.It’s been a long time. I will collect and pack together everything I see here,Īnd bring it all to you, so please do not leave me. I love you, I love you, and that's all there is. We used to not care about time or place, and laugh wholeheartedly īack then, there was nothing for us to fear, right? Is now at a place faraway from us, who are still sketching our dreams. The runaway future, having succumbed to the pains, Swallowing down all the sharp thoughtless words, I kept walking,īending forcefully my effete mistrust into self-confidence. Rather than wait for that wonderful finale, I'll have to crush my current enemy. Until the day when I finally meet you, whom I wish to protect, With those brand-new fangs, leave your marks on this era! We walked, holding tightly onto our weakness that refused to give in. Through these days with nothing but darkness and conflict in view, Quietly, quietly, night's curtain is being scythed,Īs a sapphire flare appears in the dawn sky of awakening.