The tell-tale orange spine of the Impulse! vinyl LP. You can spot them a mile off – especially when they’re stacked side-by-side.
The big honkin’ set of speakers.
Not sure what I noticed first. I guess the speakers!
A row of Horace Silver LPs spread out on the bench against the window. The Claudio Filippini Trio playing through the speakers.
While we waited for 2 very deliberately prepared pour-over coffees I tried my luck and mentioned the word “Impulse”.
He looked up from the coffees: “You like Impulse … you like Coltrane?”
“Of course.”
“You have the coffee now, then we shut. You come back tonight and we’ll drink beer.”
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Other moments in Tokyo
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Conversations, World Affairs, Culture
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The first specialty coffee shop in Ikebukuro and Junkudo (bookstore) resonate.
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film, edit
Editing is interpreting.
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The Riddle of Steel.
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Commutes, Cities, Underground
The man stands motionless in a crush of white-shirted salarymen, as they swarm past him, toward the single escalator.
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Reve, japan, Centre commercial piscine
Rêve de centre commercial-piscine
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Urban Nature, birds
Sparrow Noise
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City walks
Birthday walk home
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Dead Letter, Addiction
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