Blogs: JIHAKU SECTION 5: SOUZOU (FINAL)

  1. Boku no Sekai wa Live ni~ My World is Made of Lives ~The truth is that I am horrible at appearing on TV. I don't think that it's like me at all. I'm really really bad at it. I'm terrible at talking on TV and it makes me so nervous. I've always thought that I don't like the atmosphere of it.Oftentimes, I'm able to talk with people on TV who have a lot of funny things to say, but when I think of something funny to say, I never say it. Even when I do say it, no one ever laughs."What a...

Blogs: JIHAKU SECTION 3: GEKIRYUU (A RAPID CURRENT)

Malice Mizer Dattai no Shinsou~ The Truth About My Departure From Malice Mizer ~When I talk about Malice Mizer, even now in my heart there are complicated feelings. Since I went solo, a part of me has hoped that one day I would be able to talk with you about Malice Mizer again. I wanted to become a better person [lit: achieve a higher level] than who I used to be before telling the story of Malice Mizer, so while going solo, I was desperately working to get up to that level.Malice Mizer is st...

Blogs: JIHAKU SECTION 2: KAKUSEI – AWAKENING

Jibun no Ibasho wa Bando ni~ My Place is in the Band ~The first time had anything to do with a band was around the end of when I was 17.Even so, many of my friends were in bands, and they knew that I played the drums, so they would ask me, "Won't you come be our backup?" However, I always declined.They were all at a lower level than me, so I didn't want to play for them. That was my real motive. Because of this, I thought bands were stupid.However, there were also friends I said "Fine" to, an...

Blogs: JIHAKU: SHUUSEI - BIRTH

1. Youshouki no Rinshi Taiken to Kakuri Byoutou Seikatsu~ My Near-Death Experiences as a Child and Life in the Hospital Isolation Ward ~I am in a cradle. It sways gently back and forth. My field of vision, dim. Peeping out at my mother's face. Above her head, a mobile spins fitfully, playing a music box tune.In the next instant, one year old, two years old, three years old…the memories of those times reappear before me very vividly. Me crawling. Walking on unsteady legs. Trying so hard...