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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 23, 2016. 1 PM How Is Your Heart Performance, Beebe Estate, Melrose, MA

 

I will be playing two pieces  by local composers John McDonald of Tufts University and Andrew Trovato of the Longy School of Music. Their pieces were composed for this event and based on the How Is Your Heart theme. See below for their descriptions of their pieces. I will also perform a longer traditional piece in the Kinko style called The Space Between the Waves (Namima Reibo).

John McDonald writes this about his work:
Sketch Kept Close (solo shakuhachi version), Op. 563c (2016)
Commissioned by Elizabeth Reian Bennett for The Beebe Estate’s Exhibition “How Is Your Heart,” April 2016
Kept Close as in:
the sketchbook in the inside pocket of my jacket, near the heart; a small secret kept “close to the chest;” on the train, a valued bit of music kept safely with your luggage and personal items…
This little soliloquy speaks to the “How Is Your Heart? ” exhibition theme in that its spontaneous creation (while sitting at a table in South Station after missing a train and waiting for the next) helped my heart do pretty well, relaxing with the human warmth
of creating music scratched in a pocket music notebook during an unintended interval of reflection…
Sketch Kept Close is dedicated to Elizabeth Reian Bennett, celebrating her years of heartfelt devotion to performing new music for her instrument

Andrew Trovato writes this about his piece: My heart undergoes constant change; moments of tranquility flow into turmoil and torment, and fulminate into bursts of expression.

Please check out our Facebook page at /facebook.com/howisyourheart2016/

 

 

Wednesday, October 7, 2015, 7:30 PM. UMass Bowker Auditorium, Amherst, MA

Motoko, story-teller, and Masayo Ishigure, koto

Motoko, story-teller, and Masayo Ishigure, koto

I joined Masayo Ishigure of the Sawai school on koto (the Japanese zither in lower left of poster) playing E mu (Dreamscape) by Hideaki Kuribayashi. E mu is made up of shakuhachi and koto solos interspersed with closely metered western style ensemble parts, which speed up at the end. As in most of the early modern pieces influenced by western music, it is sweet and lyrical.

Saturday, September 12, 2015. 10AM-5PM. Second Annual Haiku Gathering at Wild Graces, Deerfield, NH

Wild Graces Haiku Festival

Wild Graces Haiku Festival Photo: Robin White

My spot was under an apple tree, in the dappled shade. As I played, I listened to the wind, the insects, a bird-cry; now and then the thud of an  apple.

I was playing to poets, whose work is noticing, listening, creating. Here are the poems that were written on the spot, or later on, in remembrance.

Would take/an unknown bird to answer/shakuhachi flute

The Buddha ALSO/inhales/shakuhachi flute

Both by vincent tripi.

Notes levitate & soar/above the air the clouds/& tranquil minds

By Pamela Babusci

From Pat Davis: I loved your performances at Robin White’s Haiku Gathering on September 12 — I was transfixed!  Your music inspired me to begin writing haiku again.  I haven’t written since 1976.  Here’s one I wrote when I got home:

Breath and spirit/the flute infused/joins the air

Friday, August 7, 2015, 8PM. Advent Church, Boston. 70th memorial of Hiroshima and Nagasaki bombings

I am writing after the fact: this concert consisted of two shakuhachi solos which I played, Nesting Cranes (Sokaku Reibo) and Distant Call of Deer (Shika no Tone); followed by an 8 minute portion of Song of the Plovers (Chidori no Kyoku), to which the nihonbuyo dancer Kurata Michiko had conceived a dance.

Also present were the guitarist Aaron Larget-Caplan, Chorus Boston, and Matt Samolis‘s Bowed Metal Music. It was a sweltering night, but the acoustics in the library space of the Advent Church are very good, and the crowd was large and receptive. See https://www.facebook.com/events/403419069861870/  for a taste of the event. I will post further photos or video should they become available.

https://www.facebook.com/events/403419069861870/

Sunday, April 26, 2015. 4 PM. Flutistry, 801A Tremont St., Boston. Ascend: Elizabeth Erenberg’s CD Launch Concert

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I will be playing a duet with Elizabeth Erenberg on flute written  by Jeannette Chechile called “Spring Flute Duet”. To find out more about the album this concert celebrates, see https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=67T2j19SCi4

All are welcome and wine and cake will be served afterwards. See you there!

For more information, go to Flutistry.

Closest T stops are Mass Ave on the Orange Line, and Symphony on the Green Line E train.