They opened with ‘Computer Game’, a sonic madeleine. Both Yukihiro Takahashi and Ryuichi Sakamoto have aged very well indeed. so that they were a joy to see, not only hear. Sakamoto’s thick hair now elegantly grey, and Takahashi (my favorite, truly the Lennon to Sakamoto’s McCartney) still so slender and strong, drumming in a dashing fedora. Philo Hagen came with me and he is a longtime Cibo Matto fan so he had his special band to see, and I had mine. It was very lovely, all in all.
Though I should have preferred to have heard other songs than these, I admit. ‘Something in the air’, ‘Drip-Dry Eyes’ and (impossible!) ‘River in the Ocean’, just off the top of my head. Or ‘Grand Espoir’.Or ‘Poisson d’Avril’!!
'Firecracker' was SO lovely, though. These so disciplined and witty Japanese gentlemen whom I have admired for decades on end! But right then, at this transcendentally beautiful moment, they all of a sudden introduced their surprise guest: YOKO ONO.
It’s true, it was really Yoko Ono, who proceeded to screech like a barn owl for an extended period during which we might have been hearing more YMO that we have been waiting for for literally thirty years. It is a testament to the Yellow Magic Orchestra that not even this hideous curtailment could really mar my enjoyment of this night.