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At various times, a place for hens, then cattle and even an outhouse, it now stood bare, without a front wall, door or window.

....something has shifted. I now understand that tradition is not only a thing to protect—it is something to live, something to offer.

There needs to be improvisation [or sokkyosei 即興性]. Without this, the music is dead.

He plays the first phrase on the instrument,  I attempt to follow, gritting my teeth at the pain in my shoulder from holding the instrument

Back to the first encounter with Satsumabiwa…. The following day, Sunday, the lessons began once more in the morning. A secret code At...