Watering a flower Haruomi Hosono 1984 cassette (花に水)
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- Опубликовано: 22 янв 2017
- In 1984 Muji commissioned Haruomi Hosono to compose in-store background music.
Tracks:
00:00 Talking
14:56 Growth
29:49 Muji Original BGM
Note: The third piece, Muji Original BGM, was not on the tape. However, it does feature on the "Muji BGM 1980-2000" compilation, which was also sold only in Muji shops. I have uploaded the three songs so that people can hear them all together.
Art: poster by Ikko Tanaka 
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can only assume this is what it feels like to be a fungus
nah fungi are more into dubstep
Liam McFarland a little mushroom dancing to this song
fungi lullaby :)
most underrated comment EVER
27:45
Yes, a very sad, musty, shrivelled fungus.
Getting a spider to crawl onto an old junk mail so you can set it outside politely.
Sadly, that polite act usually kills the spider. It was coming inside to find a good temperature.
one time when i was 15 i was up late working on an essay for school, exhausted and stressed and crying, and my dad came in around midnight to say he was going to bed and i basically said whatever just leave me alone and then he came back with a bowl of strawberries he sprinkled some sugar over before saying good night. this song feels like that little bowl of sweet strawberries he gave me late at night.
that’s so sweet. your father sounds like an amazing man.
This comment made me cry because reminds me of my own dad and he doesn't have much life left.
@@dmallow5442 OMG... I am _so sorry_ to hear that . . . ! ! 😿 I'm just glad he was an awesome dad.💖
😭 AwWw ...how touching is this 🤡🤣, what a spoiled t.w.4.t ! she treats her dad like sh1t and then he brings her strawberries with sugar, what a sick family
A woman traveling across a field encountered a tiger. She ran, the tiger after her. Coming to a precipice, she caught hold of the root of a wild vine and swung herself down, over the edge. The tiger sniffed and snapped at her from above. Trembling, the woman looked down to where, far below, two other tigers were circling, growling and looking up, waiting to eat her.
She clung to the vine.
Just then, two mice, one white and one black, came out and started to gnaw away at the vine. The woman looked around, wondering how, and if, she might ever escape. As she did, she saw a strawberry, ripe and red, growing near her. She reached out, plucked the strawberry, and put it in her mouth. Smiling, she closed her eyes and thought, “This is the sweetest strawberry I’ve ever tasted!”
This is the waiting room music that plays while you're in the womb
This is the music that plays when you get to the end of youtube.
Yes IT DOES. I'm here!
im crying i dotn want toget to the end of youtube
Kitty Donut Wolf eh think of how fucked RUclips is though like the bad parts lol you may want he end after all
a long journey, finally coming to an end.
Yes, you have just reached the end of RUclips. It’s a long way back to where you started. You’ve gone through all sorts of categories of videos on your way here. Here, the road forward cuts off and ahead of you is simply empty space. Slowly but surely, new forms will occupy the space that you see before you. For now, hear the music of processes that quietly, gently untangle themselves into existence. It is not yet to be, but you can already see something unfolding, ever so slowly.
sounds like the "insert coin to continue" screen of life
This is too accurate
i'm out of coins.
just like if you were in a life-threatening condition and had to pay for your hospital bills :)
Bro sorry I want to give you a like but my left screen is broken and I keep accidentally dislike it🌧😢
The princess is in another castle
When you go to clean out your closet but wind up spending the entire afternoon rummaging through your old things and reminiscing
It's 7 am on Christmas morning. Everyone else is still asleep, but you've never felt more awake.
mighty comment, friend
There's a short Saint Etienne spoken-word piece that feels so much like what you described... It's called 'Christmas 1936'. I wish I could find it, but it's not on RUclips right now...
wasnt expecting you on here lmao
This tape was made to listen to while reading the comments of this upload of the tape.
Stan Maertens and to talk about lots of bugs and emotional stores while in said comment section.
M E T A
E
T
A
i love you
thank you man from 2 years ago
And... you are the tape.
my body is trapped in a spreadsheet but my mind is free
bricabracle free to ride the wings of a monarch butterfly traveling the sky’s
@@justinspencer983 ...
This is the warmest shade of grey I've ever felt.
Thank you.
@@rsullivan6738 dude THAT'S not weird to thank someone for a comment they left for someone that's not you. I was just feeling weird about doing the same to this other person on this videos comment section. Sooo thank you for saying thank you to someone else's comment on a video that's not yours because I presume you felt like I did and simply enjoyed the comment. Haaaa, now I don't feel weird.
But what does feel weird is listening to this music and wondering if I stumbled onto an infectious happy section of the internet, I haven't laughed this loud in my lonesome in a long time.
Smoked oyster grey?
I feel it’s more teal and pink
@@skulluckid4390 and thank you ! for thanking someone else for thanking someone else.... I dig the commentary as well. this is the happy section !! Peace !!
I keep thinking of Hosono these days. How it must feel for him to have lost two of his bandmates, his lifelong friends, in a matter of just a few months. How it must feel to be the last living member of YMO. I seriously can not imagine how harrowing it must be for him...
RIP Sakamoto
RIP Takahashi
We love you Hosono, and we love you YMO.
When you consider that he was older than them by about five years, and invited both of them to join the band before their careers had taken off, it's just so heartbreaking. He probably never thought that he'd outlive either of them.
In the silence between the second song and the third I thought the computer was going to say my name
Elb 😂😭🤣🤣🤣
We could swear it did.
Sorry taking so long to answer, time passes different here.
This music is the journey of a microscopic snake moving through outer space at one mile per hour.
God this thing is beautiful...
I never expected to see you here. Keep up the great videos!
@@nouveau_nouveau He actually mentioned it in a RUclips video talking about music.
You mean life
Do I know you from somewhere
Your last video is phenomenal, Leadhead
It's surely great knowing your channel and works, keep it up!
This is what your house furniture is listening to when you left for a summer vacation.
Dj Cupboard
this sounds like a bug admiring how big a human is while the human admires how big the night sky is
That describes it so well.
Poet you
technical term is also japanese: Yūgen (幽玄) is a significant concept in Japanese aesthetics that can be found in art, literature, and culture. The word's meaning depends on the context, but it can generally be translated as "dark," "obscure," "dim," "deep," or "mysterious". It can also suggest a mood that is both profound and mysterious, and can encapsulate the allure of something that is beyond what is immediately apparent
a little snail doing his best (and his best is enough)
this is one of the sweetest and kindest sentences i have ever encountered in my LIFE. Thank You.
Love this, you should have all the likes
Ha Ha. Excellent.
ハイ
You fucking snail
this music is what music listens to
I am floating aimlessly in the precambrian sea
i found a ladybug outside the public library, we hung out for about an hour before i went home. sitting outside i realised he'd come with me so i said good bye again. later i found him still in my hair in my kitchen and i laughed for so long with my mom
life grips
Life Kicks (butt, that is!)
death grips
lmaoo
i've not seen footage
I laughed way too hard
This sounds like getting abducted by very polite aliens who just want to tell you how much they admire your species. They serve you only salted pumpkin seeds and sparkling water during your stay.
This is the music that plays when you listen to 1980's Japanese shopping background music and scroll through the comments
Ok this one got me. lmao
Well played, sir.
Unique comment. I love it. Thanks.
Big if true
…I’m pretty sure this was made for background music or the composer had also done that in his life.
this sounds like the music that plays on the Start screen of a GameBoy game but if you didnt press A for like 45 minutes.
This is such a precise description,damn!
I'm pretty sure you knew it but ruclips.net/video/49ZK_EVWIBM/видео.html (Haruomi Hosono - Video Game Music) mostly-retro.com/2015/01/07/game-music-revue-video-game-music-1984/
Nah, less GameBoy, more Mario Paint.
I guess that repeating note represents the drops of water, and the flower is us. Haruomi Hosono is watering us.
deep comment is deep
water me
water me harder daddy
Water me father
hhnnnng im a thirsty little flower . you have to water me with your PEE mr hosono
this is the music that plays as the credits roll on the movie of your entire life, the theater is dark and empty except for you and you know you're going to have to get up and leave soon and you're okay with that but you want to sit and watch all those familiar names scroll past for just a little longer.
This comment right here along with the third song. Fuck man.
:')
The third piece is like watching that movie, all the way through to the end where you died, and just seeing your own name come up, then fade to black.
Dude you made me cry, wtf
you got me
You have social anxiety, you're in a crowded train. But today you feel very comfortable on this ride because you are one station away from where you are to meet your favorite person.
I love this.
This is beautiful. Thank you for this comment.
this is the music that plays when a chair realises that they are a chair
*they
Reminds me of a salvia trip report I read lol
this is the music that plays when melonboy becomes melonman
oh my god
I'm a chair
that guy really likes hitting that one note goddamn
AHAHAHAHAHAAHODSFQDJFQDSFJDSFSFDSD
oh God now I'm focusing on it haha
DING
DING
DING
DING
I think it's just a metronome 🤔
Phäntom ding
only good comment in this thread, very nice
i've never cried while reading a youtube comment section before
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this is what plays when a frog goes to heaven
public service announcement jingle for a city of worms
First track feels like I died a while ago. But I can still move. I'm searching for something throughout grassy mountains. Maybe a lost love. The song is telling me it's alright. It says I can close my eyes now.
This music is the music that plays when you click on the search bar and type "watering a flower" then click the video with the cassette artwork
This music feel like walking through a house of mirrors without having a reflection
I'm organizing my tumbled stones. they're very smooth.
The song your Atari sings while waiting for you to come home.
Oh hey Tantacrul, didn't expect to find you here! Shame about Eurovision this year, huh? There were some really strong competitors.
tantacrul !!! love u and your vids man
maybe once or twice a year i come back to this upload specifically just to read the comments people have left since. they're more scarce now. but yet, i wish to see you. understand a stranger who i will never meet. we are everything and you are the universe. i love you
The soil returned to its soft and loamy state.
you're sitting on the floor of your grandparents' house, making something out of cardboard. you're not sure exactly what it is, but it's never existed before you made it. you find an old toy and put it somewhere on it. your parents come to pick you up, and you tell them you had a great time.
this is so wholesome
This comment is sad and happy
wtf
this made me think of all the times i’d spend the night at my aunt’s house as a kid with my two sisters, and how much fun we all had, and then from there a bunch of childhood memories came flooding back to me at once. i feel happy and warm and nostalgic and a little sad, so thank you for this. i think we forget about things like that sometimes, and it’s nice to remember now and then the good things from the past that are now stuck in time.
yo
Feels like looking in the mirror and seeing outside
You are a young bamboo shoot. It's finally spring. Peeking up just above the ground, you're seeing the sun for the first time. Dew drops decorate your surroundings, reflecting its light with a crystal-like brilliance. Birds fly overhead, birds of all colours and shapes. You hear them sing, their melodies harmonising with the excited chatter of the cicadas, ringing in the new season. You absorb all of this life and beauty, giving you the strength to grow tall and become a part of the harmony that surrounds you. You are happy.
I found the happy comment. Thank you.
Hosono did a a fantastic job of capturing the feeling of bleak hopefulness. Like you know things will be alright in the end but for now you're unsure and a little afraid, but thinking positively and patience will set you straight.
I needed this. Thank you.
this is the music when you open a board that you never noticed in your closet and find a civilization of tiny mouse people living in your walls with tiny beautiful old European country houses
i think i read a book like that once, but can't for the life of me remember
@@matthewhack6510 Mrs. Frisby and the rats of Nimh?
@@hi-fistereo8987 that'd be the one! you just opened up a memory i didn't even know i had, thank you.
@@matthewhack6510 haha no problem. I hardly remember that book myself, my teacher read it to the class when I was in maybe 1st or second grade!
i came here for a humidifier but now im crying in a store
Could be worse (IE: see David Coulter - Dead Vacuum)
@@mariamason1919 What do you mean? I tried to look it up because I thought you were referring to a song title
There's tears all over my reasonably priced notebooks.
Ten years ago, I lost my first love to a lymphoma. I then decided I would be a doctor and aid people with cancer.
Now, ten years later, three weeks from graduating from medical school, I hear this and remember her once more, and how we loved each other in our way.
Carol, I did it for you.
This is too beautiful in a bitter sweet kind of way. Hope your medical career is going well for you.
This can’t be real :( if it is I cried for your love ❤️
You are the flower.
God bless you, Jesus Christ is king!!
Hope u have a beautiful life dear
It’s my 365th day sober from alcohol and drugs , I wander in my room sipping peppermint tea watching my memories. Laughing at the rage fueled would be regrets . But I’m no weak soul, for everything’s turned out just the way it was supposed to. Now that I’ve stop running and started to breathe.
Keep on Jaymond! :D
good for you man, lost my mom to addiction, tried her whole life to get away from it, some never do. i know it wasn't easy, but you did it, i upon many others are proud of you.
i'm so proud of you, man!
This is the perfect example of progress and love within your own character
You've come so far! I wish you nothing but good memories and happiness ♡
this is like watching a clock that only has an hour hand
Wow... this made me feel a lot.
Almost like watching a plant grow, but not as hardcore
@@andyedwards9011 In 0.5x speed
Alec Hopkins look up Slow watches, I got one recently and couldn’t be happier:)
So boring then?
This is exactly the perfect music for when I'm grocery shopping for lettuce in bulk.
You secretly a character from Avatar?
bro how did you describe this perfectly
I tied a fly's leg to a string and he led me here.
I tied my leg to the fly's core and it flew me to minute 26. I regret nothing. Though the breeze is somewhat sour and I'm sure that I know somebody down there in the green-like breeze.
This is the music that plays when you are lost at sea on a sailboat, floating away into oblivion. You know that you’ll experience your demise via wreckage or starvation, but as your little boat rocks along you realize that everyone you know will always be left in a state of wonder about your final moments, how it happened or felt. Only you will share this experience with the universe. You’ve never felt privacy like this before.
Look up a movie called All Is Lost. It stars Robert Redford. I think you might like it.
My wife recently put an old blanket in a cardboard box, and now one of our cats loves sleeping in it. It's her fort. Her name is Carla.
I teared up.
Inspired 😎
Your wife Carla needs to grow a spine and take back her fort.
Hope you have children.
hey i really appreciated this comment it suits the music a lot
I would play this in my basement if I were raising moths
I usually hate it when people write stories in YT comments, but this one is just spot on (for track 1) :D Awesome!
It's not everyday a RUclips comment makes me cry
+bythefireside27 that us actual art. Please become a poet
With your permission, I would love to illustrate a comic with this story.
Link the comic here when it's drawn!
The is the music that plays when you realize you are older than your parents were when they had you.
How dare you...
Jesus
24 now. Mom was 21
My father died before I was born. I'm now older than he was when he died. 39 this December.
This is the music that plays when you see fresh flowers on the grave of somebody you dont know, who died almost a decade ago.
This reminds me of every mango I ate as a boy.
this lowkey made me tear up a little
Your comment reminds me of every boy I ate as a mango.
@@raksh9 your mango reminds me of every comment I ate as a boy.
@@loganmohler737 Your every ate me. Reminds of I. A as comment. Mango boy.
@@michalkocourek5401 (as your every comment reminds me of a mango boy I ate).
This sounds like a moth mourning its brother on display at a museum a few hours before the museum opens
Gregory E 😢
BRO
Damn
Somewhere, nestled in a hole in the earth on a breezy hillside, a red panda and a field mouse have made friends. Throughout the day, they’ve gathered enough moss and soft grass to furnish their hole and keep them warm for the night ahead.
This is the kinda music that plays when you're going down your long, dark hallway at 3am and for whatever reason you just... Sit down. And you think. Your cat walks up to you and you pet him, and as you look at him your loneliness has had a level of happiness settle onto it, much like oil on top of water.
This is the album that plays when you close your eyes one day only to open them and be surrounded by millions of exact replicas of yourself from every minute in time dating back to the moment you were born
This is like when you open a shoebox expecting it to be full of childhood knick-nacks and objects with sentimental value only to find a single periwinkle shell you picked up from the family beach trip 22 years ago
I drove around with my newborn son in the car one time playing this and he just quietly listened, presumably looking out the window as the world passed by him in reverse from his rear-facing car seat. After some time had passed I pulled over and turned around so I could see him in the mirror that hung behind his seat. I asked "are you doing ok bubby?" and he smiled at me
The first song : your soul ascending to the next world just after you died
The second song : sitting nervously in purgatory nervous because you have no idea if you deserve heaven or if you're going to suffer in hell
The last song : the deep calmness you feel after you've been sent to neither heaven nor hell, but to a quiet hazy greyish-white space when all you can do is remember the good times of your life.
This song is like a child's drawing of an airplane hanging in an empty house.
wtf
Sad, weird and utterly but inescapably profound
we gotta novelist right here 🙏
Damn bro this one is the best
This is like going to a job interview, but being greeted by a man sized frog in a suit, he speaks softly and kindly to you while smiling faintly. You talk about your dreams and aspirations over coffee at a local cafe while it rains outside.
Garret Gunheim perfect description
animal crossing
I think you may just be Haruomi Hosono commenting on his own albums incognito, using a high-quality online Japanese to English translator. "Garret"
kinda
@mondellomusic You're imagining the wrong cafe.
Listening to this, staring at spreadsheets, crying my eyes out. fuck
This sounds like Frederic Chopin shrunk down to the size of a mouse and explored life in a small garden. He builds a hut made of peony petals and carves a canoe of cucumber to traverse the Big Puddle. On the other side of the Big Puddle is a tall sunflower that towers over him. Rather than feeling intimidated, he is overcome with a sense of adventure and begins to climb. When he finally reaches the flower he meets a ladybug. Together they bask in the sun of a gentle afternoon.
I bet you are good at baking
BEST ONE
Please watch Studio Ghibli's 'Arrietty'. I bet you'll love it.
@@dezeman8062 Great rec! I have seen and do love that one!
I have a peony garden! 😁
This is the music that plays in a lonely taxidermists head when the stuffed fox gets up, looks at him then pads out the door. He sits, dumbfounded.
This is the saddest that happy has ever been
I like that! XD It really depends on perception. I like to think of it as the happiest that sad has ever been. ;p
Jesus the second track is so intense, imagine trying to fit your change in your wallet while grabbing your grocieries with a huge line behind you and an attractive cashier watching you with a look of intense boredom.
This is soundtrack music to cook tiny food to.
i feel like i've already died and i'm experiencing the end credits
They're enjoyable this time, aren't they?
You look at your hands. They're not the same. Every day they change. One day your fingers are short and chubby, the next day you are graced with pianist hands. Nobody has noticed yet. Not once in your life has someone said something about your always changing hands. Sometimes you might get a comment like "Wow you have such pretty nails" or "Your hands are so small" but never has anyone asked why it's changing. Apparently they haven't noticed them changing. Apparently they're not looking at you that much.
You were scared that your first lover would notice your hands. But they never did. No matter how many times yours were in theirs, holding onto each other, they never realized, each time, there was a different pair in their hands. It broke your heart.
You wonder if these belong to somebody. If you're wearing this part of somebody else's body as gloves. You wonder what your own hands look like.
One day you sit down at the piano and let your fingers glide across it. Today you have the pianist hands again. You have never taken a piano lesson in your life. Yet your hands play you this wonderful tune.
From that point on, you know these are somebody else's hands. You don't know whose, but you want to return them. You don't know whose, but you make it your mission to find them. Until some day, you will find your own pair of hands.
whoa
YEAH YEAH YEAH
😲
Love this! :)
This music has the purity and innocence of a child with the wisdom of an old man.
Now THIS is the comment that should have plus two thousand likes!
Not the other first day of poetry class rejects.
like that one kid from twin peaks that spawns creamed corn from thin air
Love it.
William Blake thought life had three stages: first innocence, then experience, and finally, innocent experience, where the purity of innocence is regained, but with the strength of experience.
@@Frisenette This comment section was 100% positive and you had to ruin it
listening to this music makes me feel like i've been walking for 10 miles with a pebble in my shoe, only to take it out and find out it's a human tooth
holy shit
and you know that you should be frightened and you know that this is not right, but you just smile and don't know why
what
i laughed so hard reading this
erik idiot OMG... I totally get it right now...
Like the feeling of something being inherently wrong, but you just not feeling it is worng but beautiful instead...
why do I feel like i've dreamt about that exact same scene??
The first song is how it feels to come back to an empty house in the middle of a spring rainstorm after a long day. You're tired and ready to relax and as you're taking off your shoes and your damp clothes you're struck by the fact that this is it. You've lived your whole life up to this moment to get here, and you sit down and think about how you're going to go to work tomorrow and do the same thing, week after week, and you're struck by a melancholy nostalgia for the freedom you had as a child. There's a calm acceptance that comes with it, your life is alright, but there's also a crushing loneliness that comes with realizing the death of your past self and all the opportunity they had. You sit, staring at the corner of the carpet that has been fraying for as long as you can remember, and embrace whatever the future will bring you.
And the second?
@@Undressful The second song is driving home at night on an unfamiliar road. Your GPS is spotty and redirects you every time you've got signal long enough for it to reconnect. You've got more than enough gas to get home and you don't have responsibilities tomorrow, so you're not in a rush but it's still unsettling to be so utterly lost. You look off to the shoulder and you see a deer for just a moment. It's too dark to see whether it's still there when you look in your rear view mirror.
this comment gave me an existential crisis
I just graduated college and broke up with my girlfriend a few months ago, so this comment hit home for me.
It's been a while since you've come home. Your parents are older now. So are you. If only that goodbye hug could last a little longer.
This comments hit hard. I'm someone who had to cut my dysfunctional parents from my life. Thanks for posting, I would say something to make sense, but none of the comments do.
It's like shopping in a second hand store and finding that jacket that seems like it was made just for you and when you take it home you see a patch under the collar and it says "I love you Jimmy. Be warm. October,1981".
and your name is Jimmy
And it's 2020
That is adorable 🌻🌼🌻
Awwwww
This is the song that plays when you beat the game, but rescue the wrong princess. The king cant bring himself to tell the rejoicing peasents, or you, the hero who sacrificed so much, the hollowing truth. He welcomes this exhausted, traumatized young woman into his castle with a blue heartbroken smile and open arms. Night falls upon the kingdom, he stands alone overlooking his rejoicing kingdom. Mourning the loss of his child in stoic isolation. The text reads "Congratulations". Scroll credits.
jesus christ, amazing
this is so sweet.
this would actually be a great concept for a movie
Holy fuck
This is what it feels like to find a skull in your backyard, but it doesn't scare you. You simply leave it alone to rest there.
My bugs is watering my flowers with their tears
You sit in your childhood house but everything is painted white and it smells slightly of vanilla
That's absolutely right
Sitting in my grandparents house where the walls are white dappled with odd art works and the carpets are a woven once upon white faded and stained from years of use. The house it cool during the summer and overly warm in the winter. Silence is the most common sound, but you may hear a whisper or two if you sit on that faded floor long enough. It smells of one certain perfume that has long pervades the years of use. The once lively place of children and laughter fades into memories only to be visited on occasions like this one.
OK I'm not the only one who is transported back to my earliest memorable moments when I listen to this. Amazing. That feeling of complete wonder when you wake up and everything is just new and you don't have any thoughts. You just take it all in. It's so distant but I still remember.
fuck
What the fuck
this music sounds like a mirror
+
don't know who you are but you're exactly right. you see yourself in the mirror out the corner of your eye in a wooden attic; between you and the mirror is a beam of light in which several motes of dust are floating a little faster than usual, like clouds on a windy day; you pause for the second, half bent over to move a box, and aren't quite sure why
you fucked me up nice
this music makes me want to water my rock garden
Someone is waiting for your call, and you are waiting to call them.
This sounds like someone who has been physically in a coma for 30 years, but whose soul got transported to a parallel dimension where everything exists in a perpetual twilight and all the people are just human-sized woodland creatures in human clothes. In this world, their family has given up hope on them awakening; in the parallel world, they have a small but cozy apartment that they share with their close friend, a chipmunk. A tired nurse replaces their IV- she thinks she is possibly the only one who still cares about them; the chipmunk puts a kettle of tea on the stove and asks her strange human friend if they would prefer oolong or chamomile tonight.
Ridiculous.
Who drinks oolong before bed?
This music is appropriate for a shop that only sells like owl figurines and one human skull.
"Like" serves no function in that sentence beyond confusion. There's an edit function.
I've used "like" here in the colloquial sense to avoid making my sentence too dry, like what you wrote for example.
I like love you lol >_
thats, like, your opinion dude
its almost as though language can like evolve.
i used to wonder why old people are so shit, but as i grow up myself i realise it isnt the age, its the unwillingness to move with the times.
anyway have a nice day yall!
I wake up at 5 am when everyone’s still sleeping, turning up that album and do my morning routine with no lights in a complete darkness (shower, teeth, dressing up etc.). All of this has such a weird chill vibe with this music, like I’m alone in a strange world with no one else in it, but it’s not depressing or sad, it’s just peaceful
When you realise that life is a long chain of moments, snippets of seconds, and every single one is substantial. Even if it appears like nothing happens at all.
Sounds like walking into the Pokémon Center but Nurse Joy is a replicant
THIS
this wins
LOL YEP
One of the best ones
The first track sounds like what you would hear if you walked into a library owned by a giant talking cat who makes a killer tiramisu and gives you rare books in return for some neat looking rocks.
I hope the people that makes Animal Crossing find this comment.
Ikr
I want to go there so badly
Whoa..
I want to talk with your imagination for hours, please! :)
Your wife of fifty years just left to collect the grandkids from school.
You’re sitting by the outdoor pool at your home, on a sunny day and realize as you always do that although your love isn’t always extreme, it’s never broken, and like always it’s when your wife has left that you remember she makes you feel that undying feeling, and you fall asleep in the sun before she comes back with the grandkids
If my future marriage isn't like this I don't want it
Actually this is what the end of school feels like. Not as in, every day but once you completely finish school
I've never liked so many comments on a video before lmao
yeah, for anyone checking this pinned comment, this entire comment section is easily the best of its kind on this website. Please enjoy the journey.
same here
Me neither.
I was just wondering if I was liking too many comments and there there is this.
This is a rare find, a delightful comments section, no doubt.
this music is like waking up after sleeping for thousands of years and finding out you’re the only person left on the planet and everything’s really overgrown with plants and moss and there are wild animals wandering everywhere
No thats plantasia, great listen
I hate it when that happens
made me lol hahaha
your imagination is amazing. wkwkwk.
Only not plants and moss, only lichen
Good bye father, I made it to California.
You wake at 4:37 in the afternoon, bathed in sweat as the sun pours down on the 1983 mobile traveler that you call home. You stand and stretch your arms above your head, your joints making tiny popping sounds as your hands brush the ceiling.
As you walk to your mini fridge you groan, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and grabbing the last Miller. You think to yourself that you'll have to go into town later as you pop the can open and take a gulp of the bitter drink. It soothes your throat and coats your dry, cracked lips.
This is your third year in the New Mexico desert, a solitary existence far from the place that you once called home. The life you lived before this place seems as distant as a dream, and you think that it might as well be one.
A small tap on the metal door jostles you from your day dream.
"Who is it?" You ask aloud, your voice little more than a hollow rasp, neglected day after day. You never get any visitors this far out.
The only answer to your question is another small tap on the door.
You open to door to see a lizard wearing a blazer and a bolo tie clutching a briefcase over his chest. He stands about a foot tall.
"Hello my friend," he states in a strong southern accent, "Are we having a fine day today?"
Your brows raise in confusion.
"I guess so," you answer, "Have we met? I wasn't expecting any visitors today."
"Or any other day, from the looks of it."
"May I ask exactly what brings you here sir?" The width of your patience has nearly been exhausted, and the lizard smiles as he runs one of his tiny hands over his head. You didn't know lizards could sweat, but the perspiration glistens on his scaly skin as the warm sunlight bears down on him.
"I only need a moment of your time, sir." A note of kindness rings in his voice and you nod, reaching down to take his hand and help him into the camper. He takes a seat in a fold out chair.
"I don't have any money, if you're trying to sell me something." You say as you grab the Miller can and take another swig.
"Do you believe in magic, sir?" There's a trace of whimsy in the lizards voice now.
"What?"
"Do you believe in magic?"
"I-" You pause, looking at the wall and then back at your tiny guest. "Well, I'm talking to a lizard. I guess anything is possible."
The lizard chuckles.
"What if I told you that I could give you a piece of real magic?"
"I already told you I ain't buying anything."
"Magic isn't for sale," the lizard shakes his head and waves his hand dismissively, "magic can only be given through trade. Everyone knows that."
You sigh deeply, "I don't have anything to trade either. I don't even know what I'd do with magic in the first place."
"You could have anything."
"I have everything I want."
The lizard looks around the cluttered camper, at the beer cans and empty bottles taking up residency on every flat surface.
"Sir, no one comes out here unless they're leaving something behind. And they don't live like this unless they're missing whatever that thing is."
There's a moment of silence as you and the lizard look at eachother. You sit on the small couch across from him.
"I can't have what I want." Your voice cracks, tears form in your eyes and you blink them away, looking down at the floor in shame. "I know enough about magic to know that it can't give me that."
The lizard steps down from the chair and walks to you, taking your hands into his. You look at him and see something almost foreign in his eyes. It's empathy.
"Who did you lose?" He asks, his voice softer than the first warm breeze of spring. The tears flow unchecked now.
"My-" you stop yourself, unable to let yourself remember.
"It's okay," the lizard says. "You don't have to tell me." He sighs. "You're right sir, I can't give you the one you lost."
You breathe deeply and look back down at the carpet.
"But I can give you a piece of the life you lived before you lost them."
The lizard opens his brief case and takes out a small glass case containing a button. "This is a magic button."
You wipe the tears from your eyes and laugh.
"A magic button?"
"Yes sir, a magic button."
"And you want to give it to me? What does it even do?"
"It's already yours, sir."
With that, the lizard closes his briefcase and walks for the door.
"Wait," you call out, "what about the trade?"
The lizard hops down onto the hard New Mexico dirt and looks back at you.
"Just live a life worth living, and the button is yours. That's the trade."
Without saying another word he turns and walks away beneath the sun and the blue sky. You watch him until he's only a speck on the horizon. And then you look at the button in it's glass case, and you think of the life you've been living so far away from the pain you've been drowning in shitty beer and solitude. You never left that pain behind, you just locked yourself away with it.
You made yourself an island of sorrow in the middle of an endless desert.
"This isn't a life." You whisper.
You throw back the glass lid and press the button, and for a moment nothing happens.
But then comes a sound you haven't heard in years. Thunder rumbles in the sky, and the air comes alive with the smell of earth and electricity.
It rains.
You run outside in wonder, grinning and crying as the rain washes over you, and you remember for the first time in so long that it's almost as if you're experiencing this joy and love all over again-
You remember that your daughter loved to play in the rain.
So you play, you stomp in the mud and run and laugh freely. There are no tears that the rain can't wash away.
And for the first time, remembering doesn't hurt.
I know this is copy pasta but man it’s written so well, it tastes like it’s home cooked
This hits home
wow this is so good, my heart... reminds me a bit of haruki murakami
@@IllIlllI I actually wrote this lol
Im not crying
Like that one town in a JRPG where everyone keeps asking if you've seen Billy because he went missing and his parents are worried
Billy is okay.
Lmao
Hint: Billy is in the Forest.
earthbound
music that sounds like a tiny mushroom city on a log with a bunch of tiny beetles and bugs running around doing business and it's a little bit fluorescent
What a cool thing to visualize
finn ! Maybe I'll animate that shit
I'm playing this game on PC "Caves of Qud" where you can travel to a mushroom village and chase down the timid townsfolk in hopes to obtain some of their sweet goods
my all time favorite thing i love to do in life is put a scene together based off of the audio, or visa versa, but specifically i enjoy this process when i know what sort of tone im going for. i love to scroll through comments on the obscure back pages of youtube and read what people are picturing. anyway, point being; i absolutely loved the little scene you described. i think its perfect. and now im sitting here very peaceful and enjoying that same visual. thank you!
oh my god i love that ive never seen it but i want to go there.