perfectmatch | week four

Edamura and Luka are taken to a vintage record store. It's a little dusty and musty but the staff are friendly, at least.

Highlights

There is a record player in the shop for them to try out records.
There is sooooo much music, anything you can think of.
Maybe even music from your home worlds?!

[. . . huh!! Edamura wouldn't consider himself a music person, but he does like the idea of flipping through vintage records. simply because it feels hashtag aesthetic]

Are there any artists you recognize, Luka?

[ i am legally obligated to provide fit.

a record store! luka... actually knows what records are. he looks around with apparent interest. ]

A few... [ maybe more, but he's just starting to rifle through. ]

The Beach Boys, Madonna, Lady Gaga, Frank Sinatra...

[ONCE AGAIN EDAMURA IS OUT-FITTED BY HIS DATE. . . he never stood a chance]

I only know. . . a few of those names. Madonna? Frank Sinatra? They're American singers, right?

[picking up a Sinatra record and humming as he examines the sleeve]

So. . . those names still exist in your-- [er. how does he put it] -- time period?

American? [ now that he doesn't know, because a lot of cultural heritage has been lost. ]

All these artists sung in English. These are all considered "classics", which we're expected to be able to perform.

[that's fine, now that he has accepted Luka's. . . Lukaness, he has no problem explaining]

It's a country. If these are "classics," then it must have existed at one point in your. . . world.

[takin the vinyl record towards a nearby record player, open for customers to use to sample their albums]

Would you like to listen?

I know all of those, so show me something from your "country". [ he knows what a country is now after reading up on books here, but they're still pretty much a foreign concept to him. ]

Japan. I'm from Japan.

[well in that case. . . he puts Frank Sinatra down and starts rifling through a few more titles!]

I can't say I know too much about music. . . but-- [oh! he pulls out a record that appears to be a mixture of various Japanese jazz artists!] -- how about this?

Any music is fine, I'm trained in everything.

[ a graceful ballad? slutty techno? r&b? he can do it all~. ]

You don't have a favorite genre. . .?

[is Luka allowed to have favorites? either way, Edamura pulls the record from its sleeve and carefully places it atop the player. he knows how to use one of these!! surprise!]

No. [ a beat. ] Violin is my favorite instrument.

[ give him a gold star for trying!!!

luka will listen to the soft sounds of jazz, fingers tapping to the rhythm as the song plays. ]

[THAT IS GENUINELY GOOD THOUGH? A FAVORITE INSTRUMENT!]

[Edamura waits to talk until in between tracks, so they can both enjoy the soft beats that echo melodiously through the store]

Do you play? The violin, I mean.

Of course, I play a lot of instruments.

[ who do you take him for, living, breathing ~~dying~~ about everything involving music is all he is. ]

Did you want to hear?

[that might actually be a bit concerning]

. . . I wouldn't mind, but only if you want to. And I don't know if this place has any violins for sale.

[ he huffs a bit of a laugh. ]

I'm not going to play on just any violin and I'm not going to put on a private show for you~.

[ sorry he's still like this. ]

But I do plan to perform before this is all over, so look forward to it then.