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Japan 2016

On this visit, I was introduced to Japanese hosts in the temple town of Kamakura, who invited me to stay for three weeks in their empty in-laws’ house in the garden. Imagine having a whole Japanese house to yourself in Japan! I could not believe my luck. Kamakura is set up (as are many parts of Tokyo by the way), with tiny lanes barely big enough for a single car to pass, adjacent  to the wider, more highly trafficked, two-laned streets.

Most of the houses are hidden behind high hedges. The sensation is of deep deep green, coolness, and quiet. And I was surrounded by nightingales, the most beautiful of sounds. Except for their calls, all you hear are the sound of footsteps in the street, then in the morning, the children come rushing and shouting on the way to school. It is so quiet that people remark on unusual noises. So although I never met them, my hostess told me I had became famous in the neighborhood because of my practicing.

We lived closest to Jyomyoji (Polish Your Heart Temple), and early on the first morning after my arrival, my hostess took me to see it. It was early May, and we were the first ones there. After paying the young Buddhist acolyte at the entrance, we walked up the stone steps that led to the covered gate, and stepped onto the gravel path leading towards the main hall. On each side of us we saw ancient plum trees, covered in lichen and moss, and the new green of spring leaves. When I looked more closely, I saw  that their branches were covered with small flowering orchids. The wind came in warm gusts and sudden wild bursts, and a nightingale began its song.

I walked tasting the air, in an intoxication of the day. After visiting the Buddha, we spotted a dry garden surrounded by flowering azaleas, and wandered closer. A pavilion overlooked it, Would I like some tea — entering for tea was the best place to view the garden — (yes!) — so we stepped out of our shoes, and found a spot on the red felt carpet closest to the garden. Dark stones emerged from white gravel raked in arcs to depict water: a dry seascape. A young female monk brought the bowls of tea, for me a low squat bowl glazed in burnt Sienna with gobs of white; for S, a round white bowl that picked up the green of the tea; and sweets on small lacquer plates with a toothpick,  We ate our wagashi sweets first (they are stamped with the name of Ashikaga Yorikane, the bushi who originally owned the land here), and drew three long draughts of the well-frothed, deep green, bitter tea.

My two official performances were in Kita-ku at Hokutopia, a hall where traditional Japanese musicians often play, and then at Nihonbashi Shakai Kyoikukaikan, in downtown Tokyo. The photo below was taken while I was performing Namima Reibo (Rythm of the Waves) in Nihobashi.

Elizabeth playing Namima reibo (Rythm of the Waves) June 4, 2016

Elizabeth playing Namima reibo (Rythm of the Waves) June 4, 2016

I also played twice at the home of a fan of mine who invites her friends and prepares a wonderful meal to eat afterwards. I needed to have my shakuhachi repaired, and was introduced to a very able young man by Aoki Shoji, my teacher Reibo’s son, and went every week for ensemble practice with one of the Reibokai koto (zither) teachers.

Another project was to meet a composer on the Sea of Japan, who was interested in writing a piece for the shakuhachi. She lives with her husband in an artists’ conclave in the woods. I arrived on the full moon of May, and after dinner, they asked me if I would like to go down and listen to the frogs under the full moon. Of course I said, “Yes!” We descended down a dark path from the house towards a pond. We could hear the sound of the Japanese bullfrogs going “meu meu meu” (not an American sound, so pronounce as in French, or between a “muh” and a “meh”) The moon was sailing high in the sky. With no electricity in any direction, the sky was pitch black. Then we moved towards the rice paddies. Immediately the air was filled with a roar of frogs, two kinds, one going “chakachakachakachaka” and the others going “wa wa wa wa” in synchopation. I could hardly hear myself think. If one of us began to say something, they would stop instantly; if we stayed quiet without moving, they would start up again, and from the other pond would come “meu meu meu” from the bullfrogs. And meanwhile the moon, hidden, came out from behind a cloud.

Below is a picture of me beneath a thousand-year old cedar at Eiheiji, a temple founded by the monk Dogen in the 17th century, to which my friends took me. Eiheiji has been the central temple for Soto Zen (known as slow Zen, as compared to the more well know Rinzai or fast Zen) in Japan, and young men bound to become priests at their home temples come here for training.

Elizabeth at Eiheiji

Elizabeth at Eiheiji

 

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Saturday, April 12, 2014, 3PM An Afternoon of Japanese Flute

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The Varis Performing Arts Series, Cummings School of Veterinary Medicine, Grafton, MA

To be held in the Kohnstamm Conference Room of the Jean Mayer Administration Building
201 Westboro Road
North Grafton, MA 01536
http://campusmaps.tufts.edu/grafton/

Elizabeth Reian will describe the early history of the shakuhachi, and include a selection of pieces that will range from early to contemporary, including an instrumental piece, Song of the Moon, and City of Lights, by John McDonald; with time for questions at the end.

Fans, come with your cameras and send me some pics! Signed CDs available at the venue.

Friday, March 28th 2014, 10:15 PM. Birds in My Heart: Nesting Cranes

wilson above edAs an experiment, Tufts University’s Music Department will have an all-night round of concerts on Friday, March 28th, and this is one. In Japan, Sokaku Reibo, or Nesting Cranes, is usually played in ten to twelve minute excerpts culled from the main piece, as it lasts 45 minutes when played in its entirety.  Multiple repetitions are skipped, as well as major parts of the composition, and the whole nature of the original is essentially unknown. Tufts’ Elizabeth Reian Bennett, shakuhachi Grand Master, will present a first full performance of this piece since the 19th century.

The sacred crane, symbol of happiness, vocalizes and dances throughout the day, and both sexes rear their young. In feudal times, only one crane a year was allowed to be killed, as a gift for a special feast for the emperor. This piece is a description in sound of the calls between the parent cranes and their nestlings, set among the leaping and prancing of the flock, and the lisp and suck of the marsh mud.

To see the cranes go to:

http://www.arkive.org/japanese-crane/grus-japonensis/video-09f.html

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Distler Hall, Tufts University.
Perry and Marty Granoff Music Center,
20 Talbot Avenue,
Medford, MA 02155
Directions, PDFs & more:  http://campusmaps.tufts.edu/medford/
Information: 617.627.3679

Shakuhachi Lecture Demonstration on October 15

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Tuesday, October 15, 2013, 7 PM

Medford Public Library
111 High St., Medford, MA 02155
http://medfordlibrary.org/

info: 781-395 -7950

All About the Japanese  Flute with Elizabeth Reian Bennett

In this performance and talk, Elizabeth will introduce the shakuhachi: how it is made, played and the culture in which it is rooted. This will be followed by a selection of pieces from the early days of the wandering monks, the later ensemble repertory, and a composition written for her by local composer John McDonald.

Supported in part by the Medford Arts Council and by the Friends of the Medford Public Library, and specially promoted by Arts Across Medford