Parientes De La Vida, by K Trio

Parientes De La Vida

by K Trio

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1.	Cat Drawer 04:47	lyrics	buy track
Cat Drawer She's drawing a figure of cats Cats are drowning her in their pool Drawing, drowning— the sounds almost the same Cat is sea Pre-established harmony Summer ends The leaves lose their light, little by little A ruined café, its window torn A little cat strayed from its mother The setting sun does not know them A glass broke The grass withers Now you remember— its transparency their green A scent, still innocent You cannot ride a lotus bloom the mountain stays, the sun goes down Oranges too early, not yet sweet The dark before rest lies still You don't need to struggle tonight She's drawing a figure of cats Cats are drowning her in their pool Drawing, drowning— the sounds almost the same Cat is sea Pre-established harmony — 猫を描く人猫を描く人猫を描く人猫描く人が猫を描く猫と描くって漢字は似てるだからそれはあらかじめ決められていたこと夏が終わって少しずつ優しくなってくモミジの葉潰れたカフェの破れた窓も親とはぐれた小さな猫も傾く日射しに包まれて壊れてしまった壊れてしまったあの日の景色も今となれば懐かしいって感じられてるだからゆるくあすからも壊れ続けていける蓮の花には乗れないし山は動かず日は沈み早いみかんの黄色と緑おやすみ前の安らかな闇あおい香りが呼び起こす猫を描く人猫を描く人猫描く人が猫を描く猫と描くって漢字は似てるだからそれはあらかじめ決められていたこと
2.	Unbreakable 06:43	lyrics	buy track
Unbreakable Karatani said, writing is living Saying anything is easy Some might say, there's no heaven Some might say, they say there's no heaven, then go and tell it to the man who lives in hell It means hell is to be very poor But if becoming rich means living in heaven that too is probably an illusion And sometimes illusion keeps people alive We write, and then we read We interpret, and write again Writing as we read I, a network of words, being woven into a mesh I am walking through an unfamiliar residential area reading a three-hundred-yen book of poems I just bought at a used bookstore I choose streets I've never taken pass a father pushing a tricycle The words begin to dance with my footprint rhythm but there is so much blank space I do not get lost The poet says: We can't touch him cause he's untouchable A pleasant tautology takes steps, turns in style, tips its hat Is there anything in this world that cannot be touched? 30th December, the sun is running west It glints off solar panels on a newly built house At the Shimohata's, where the concrete entryway is cracked the front door and sliding windows are wide open work clothes, jackets and coats aired out on the line, on the bike, on the motorbike I stray into streets I know, then turn back and choose again the roads I have never taken They say my sister won't return to Japan this year It means nothing to me maybe that's a good thing A narrow flight of stone steps, just wide enough for one a torii at the top a shrine beyond A notice addressed to loitering teenagers: next time you are seen here, we will report you Always thirsty four-letter words scrawled on a bamboo lantern The raised HINOMARU is stained in places, torn Folded, it made a sign of the cross across the circle fluttering against a sky too blue, like a target We can't break him cause he's unbreakable Betting ice cream on video games screaming like we're in a spaceship bumping elbows Don't sulk, let's Moonwalk for a change If there's anything unbreakable, I don't know But if it doesn't exist it is unbreakable — 壊すことができないもの書くことが生きることだとひとは言ういろんなことをひとは言う天国なんかないと言い天国なんかないとひとは言うけど、だったら地獄に住んでるやつに言ってみろよとひとは言うそこで地獄とはとても貧乏なことではお金持ちになることが天国に住むことなのかと言えば、たぶん幻想で幻想が人を生かすこともあるわたしたちは書く、そして読む解釈してまた書いて書きながら読んで、あみの、めに、なる俺は見知らぬ住宅街を歩いているさっき古本屋で買った三百円の詩集を読みながら通ったことのない路地を選んで歩を進め、三輪車を押す親子とすれ違い、歩調に合わせて文字は踊るけど、余白が多いから迷子にならない詩人は言うわたしたちは彼に触ることができないなぜなら彼は触ることができないものだから心地よいトートロジーがステップを踏んでターンを決めてハットを下げる触れられないものがこの世にあるのか小晦の早い西日が新築のソーラーパネルで跳ねている三和土のコンクリートがひび割れた下畑家では玄関も掃き出し窓も開け放ち、物干しにもバイクにも自転車にも、ジャンパーやジャケットやコートが虫干しされて知っている道に迷い込んでは引き返し通ったことのない路地を選んで歩を進め今年も日本に帰らないと言う妹に思うところは特になくそれはきっといいことなんだろうひと一人が通れるだけの石段の上に鳥居奥には社張り紙が、ここでたむろする中高生へ次に見かけたら通報すると警告しいつでも喉はからからで竹灯籠には三文字の落書き掲げられた日の丸はそこここに染みと破れ目折り畳んだ跡が丸の中で十字を切って青すぎる空を背景に撃ち抜かれるのを待っているわたしたちは彼を壊すことはできないなぜなら彼は壊すことができないものだからアイスクリームを賭けて興じたテレビゲーム肘をぶつけて邪魔をして宇宙船に乗ってるみたいいつかは月の上だって歩く壊すことができないものがこの世にあるのかは知らないがないものは壊せない
3.	Shelter 05:19	lyrics	buy track
Shelter You look like Yamada from River's Edge Big round eyes, glistening, wet When our eyes meet, you flinch and look away Head down in the corner of the classroom your soft mushroom cut catching the light With earphones, you shut out the world so nothing comes in you shut out July, 2002 All alone in the school you hummed Jesus and Mary Chain's "My Little Underground" Nobody could hear He wasn't like this in middle school Sitting in the middle of the classroom laughing a lot making me say "Appreciate” When I couldn't, Repeating “App...” over and over He was laughing and everyone was laughing looking having so much fun "App..." "App..." "App..." After a while, his parents divorced and he moved with his mother into a tiny apartment He kept bragging about getting 98 on a math test and people stopped talking to him His eyes grew fearful Everyone, swallowed by the torrent couldn't breathe I heard all this from classmates I even learned where that tiny apartment was Before PE, you changed slowly lifting up your T-shirt that said “You Must be Crucified” I saw your ribs and two moles revealed Every night before I sleep picturing your ribs picturing your two moles revealed credits — シェルターきみはマンガの山田に似てるクリクリ潤んだ大きな目合うと怯えてすぐそらす教室の隅で突っ伏してサラサラマッシュがひを受けてイヤホンで世界をシャットアウトする何も入って来ないようにシャットアウトする二〇〇二年の七月校内でたった一人ジーザスアンドメリーチェインの My Little Undergroundを口ずさんだきみ誰にも聞こえない中学の時はあんなじゃなかった教室の真ん中で机に座ってよく笑ってた「ありがとう」と僕に言わせて言えなくて何度も「あ」と繰り返すのを笑ってたみんなも笑うとても楽しそう「あ」「あ」「あ」しばらくしてあいつの親は離婚して母親と二人で狭いアパートに引っ越して数学で九十八点取ったことを何度も自慢するからってみんな口を聞かなくなってあいつは怯えた目をするようになったみんな、みんなの濁流に飲まれて息ができないそんな話をクラスメイトから聞いた狭いアパートの場所も聞いた体育の前、きみはゆっくり着替えをする YMCって書かれたTシャツを捲りあげたときに見えたあばら骨と二つのホクロ寝る前に思い浮かべる
4.	A Girl in Hanoi 05:39	lyrics	buy track
A Girl in Hanoi Why do anything When you can forget everything Reading clouds, reading stars peering into molecules, into cells— we can see only two hundred years ahead beyond that, eternity At a girls' bar in Hanoi for the first foreigner in a while she sings “First Love” She had a baby boy just two months ago Called to a man's room they go to the zoo his wallets, a little tighter now and the same rain of "cute" She laughs earns and raises She does not know that the foreigner's grandfather once ate corn In this town written with the same characters as Kawachi by the lake where a withered branch that was her great-grandfather was thrown in walking hand in hand Souls cross the sea Why do we go to school? To become a dead child Along the mountain path to school trees at the roadside shine We learn letters we read books and the souls of dead children come to dwell in us If you tell'em what you heard again and again little by little changing shape we can be reborn — ハノイのひといつか全て忘れられるならなんでなんかするんだろう雲を読んで星を読んで粒の粒を覗き込んで見通せるのが二百年ならその先は永遠ハノイのガールズバーで久しぶりの外国人に First Loveを歌ってあげて彼女は二カ月前に男の子を産んだばかり部屋に呼ばれて動物園にも行って少し堅くなった財布と変わらず降り注ぐかわいいに笑って稼いで育てるその男のおじいさんがとうもろこしを食べたことを彼女は知らないふるさとと同じ漢字のこの町でかつて彼女のひいおじいさんだった枯れ枝を放り込んだ湖の畔手を繋ぎ歩く魂は海を渡りどうして学校に行くのって死んだ子どもになるために通学路の山道の脇に生えた木々が光る字を覚え本を読んで死んだ子どもたちの魂が乗り移る君が知ったことをみんなに教えれば何度でも少しずつ形を変えて私たちは生き直す
5.	Parade 05:11	lyrics	buy track
Parade Mickey is a mouse but a little different from the others so he probably had it hard as a kid Now he sells that difference and runs a pretty nice country From the water tower, looking down— in the parade on this side of town everyone is tired, fed up That girl who dropped out is dressed light looking for a customer to hotel with If you forget how to breathe sing a song what you can see, cannot name breathe it in, breathe it out Easy listening "Eleanor Rigby" weak coffee, cheesecake "Are you happy now?", first time in two years Well, I'm not so bad today What am I supposed to talk about? Mickey is struggling in his own way so he won't disappoint anyone so the dreamland can go on Then what is this this endless passing line? If you forget how to breathe sing a song the swirling big nothing breathe it in, breathe it out — パレードミッキーはネズミだけど他の子たちとはちょっと違うから子どもの頃とか苦労したっぽい今じゃ違いを売りにしていい感じの国をやってる貯水塔から見下ろしたこっちの街のパレードじゃみんな疲れてうんざりしてる外れたあの娘は薄着して泊まれる客を探してる息の仕方を忘れたらうたを歌って目に映るよくわからないを吸って吐き出すイージーリスニングのエリナー・リグビー薄いコーヒー、チーズケーキニ年ぶりの「いま幸せか」そうね今日はまあまあかな何話せばいいんだっけミッキーはあいつで足掻いてるみんなをがっかりさせないよう夢の国が続いてくようだったらこれはなんだろう絶え間なく流れてく列息の仕方を忘れたらうたを歌って渦を巻くなんにもないを吸って吐き出す
6.	Fierce Women 04:51	lyrics	buy track
Fierce Women There is a wall flat no handholds, no footholds impossible to climb No need to climb no wish to, either Look up it goes on forever Turn around, there's the sea Come closer, a breakwater someone fishing "Are they biting?" In the bucket two fish, Japanese sea bass To fish, you need gear and it depends—sea or river, what you're after It sounds bothersome From the breakwater, looking at the wall you can see where someone climbed they carved out the wall and made it bumpy Follow them, you could climb "That doesn't mean anything" someone says I meet my older sister after a long time Her face, flat, like porcelain There are bumps—eyes, nose, mouth— so maybe it could be climbed if I were a small person Her voice without inflection I hear the word Vietnam There was a war there once the forests were killed, some children were born deformed This nation, too, once had a war August 9, 2019, 11:02— the siren sounded The moment the bomb fell So many bidens frondosa burned, I think tens of thousands of fierce women The parking lot next door used to be a building until 2016 War-Nothing to do with It was cleared, became a parking lot I try to remember what it was like What I see is a flat wall — 激しい女壁があってのっぺりと手がかりも足がかりもなく登れない登らくていいし登りたくもなくて見上げればどこまでも高い振り返れば海近づけば防波堤で釣りをする人釣れますかバケツには出世魚の真ん中のが2匹釣りをするには道具がいって海か川か何を釣るかで異なりめんどくさそう防波堤から壁を眺めれば誰かが登った跡が見える壁を削って作った凹凸辿れば登れそうそれじゃ意味がないと人は言う久しぶりに姉と会うのっぺりと陶器のような顔をして目鼻口の凹凸はあるから登れなくはなさそうもしも私が小さい人なら抑揚のない話し方ベトナムという単語が聞こえるベトナムでは昔戦争があって森が枯れて奇形児が生まれたこの国も昔戦争をして 2019年8月9日11時2分、サイレンが鳴った爆弾が落ちた時刻たくさんのセンダングサが燃えた、と思う何万本もの激しい女隣の駐車場は3年前まではビルで戦争とは関係なく更地になって駐車場になったどんなビルだったか思い出してみる見えるのはのっぺりとした壁
7.	Dickens on Friday 04:01	lyrics	buy track
Dickens on Friday A minority in a small town A room without windows At the shore we pass along the original form of words Reading thick books calling the odd name in our palms we hold our own birds The loneliness of meeting yourself no choice but one of a binary Married A Friday, now and then If you feel it, call me out Without detours you can't walk straight In the woods we laugh with each other a solemn rite I'm not your enemy You're not my enemy Don't kill me Peeling a grape Flesh, wet and sweet A thin skin, like a scrape Swallow seeds carry them without knowing across the distance under different laws somewhere far where you can implant Hand in hand, to Indonesia In the sand, a bottle of beer In a dim bar, biting a wing Rindik sounds, reincarnation ring Playing with images, drinking up beverages Rhyming bungling, Spoiling the meaning In and out, yin and yang Come in Our own birds Everybody holds But Now, beside you drowning singing light and gay deeper, lost into the woods — 金曜日のディケンズ小さな町の少数民族窓のない部屋みぎわで伝え合う言葉の原形分厚い本を読んで変な名前で呼んで僕たちが手のひらに包み込むそれぞれの鳥自分と出会うさびしさ二つしかない選べなさ妻帯者たまの金曜日気が向いたら呼び出して寄り道しないとまっすぐは歩けない森の中笑いあう厳かな儀式僕は君の敵じゃない君は僕の敵ではない殺さないで葡萄の皮をむくみは濡れてあまい擦り傷のような薄皮種も飲み込んで知らずに運んで隔たりを越えてことわりも異なるどこか遠くで床に着くならインドネシアに社員旅行瓶ビールをビーチにさして陰気なパブでチキンを齧りリンディックに輪廻って犬みたいにいつも待ってるイメージと戯れ口に湿り気韻を踏んで意味を踏みつけインとアウト陰と陽いっていいよそれぞれの鳥誰だってそうでも今は君のそば溺れながらうたいながら陽気に奥へと森の中
8.	A Portrait of a Still-Young Hippopotamus 04:35	lyrics	buy track
A Portrait of a Still-Young Hippopotamus The wind rises the waves surge Something that is infinite Hippotamus, hippopotamus hippopopotamus, hippotamus At night, hair still uncombed from washing I step outside The persimmon tree next door turns from lime-green to orange, glossy Letting the night-wasps feast On the holes where birds pecked the fruit With a cigarette between my lips, I slip through the alley From the dark, a dazzling voice In the parking lot of a convenience store Gathered in a pack The still-young hippopotamuses chant: Ishikawa Takuboku hoarse,fading Of poverty, sickness, helplessness a handful of sand a half-asleep singing somewhat cheerful, somewhat careless rust-colored heads are rolling it around On the bypass The hippopotamuses modified bikes are rolling, cutting, cracking, changing breaking on through to the other side the sheltering sky over their head Hippotamus, hippopotamus hippopopotamus, hippotamus We are still without knowing real poverty Tail lamps swarm the night drawing red trajectories Someday we cross the river full, fulfilled, waxing, waning Pale yellow afloat in deep blue Hippotamus, hippopotamus hippopopotamus, hippotamus The wind rises the waves surge The Children of Two Hundred Years — まだ若いヒポポタマスの肖像木の葉がざわめく寄せては返すずっと続いていくものヒポタマスヒポポタマスヒポポポタマスヒポタマス夜、洗いざらしの髪のまま表に出れば隣の家の柿の木が黄緑色から橙色へ艶やかに鳥がつついた実の穴をヤコウバチに食べさせているくわえ煙草で路地を抜ければ暗闇の向こうから眩しい声がコンビニエンスストアの駐車場にたむろするまだ若いヒポポタマスたちが詠唱す石川啄木虚ろに移ろう貧しさと病と無力さに砂噛む思いをうたうたとどこか陽気に投げやりに赤茶けた頭で転がしたヒポポタマスたちの改造バイクがバイパスを転がる刈る割る変わる向こう側る殻が空が転がる横たわるヒポタマスヒポポタマスヒポポポタマスヒポタマス僕たちはまだ本当の貧しさを知らないままテールランプが夜に群がり描き出す赤い軌道いつかは川を渡る足る満ち足りる満ちて欠ける濃紺に浮かぶ薄黄色ヒポタマスヒポポタマスヒポポポタマスヒポタマス木の葉がざわめく寄せては返す二百年の子どもたち
9.	A Life in Passage 04:48	lyrics	buy track
A Life in Passage A cracked ramune bottle flows down the river, rounding its edges turning into a translucent, greenish stone sinking to the seabed where no light reaches Beds lined up in a room time before falling asleep My wife speaks in bits and pieces, without direction "Is that so?" "I see" I stare at the ceiling it feels like a school trip, somehow He had been in New Zealand why, how he crossed the Iraqi border A plea for life through the internet on the ocean floor Criticized as yielding to terror a prime minister resigns Since that day they say this nation began to fall A soldier in the Self-Defense Forces suddenly told to return home he's glad He was reading Ōsugi Sakae wondering what to get for his daughter who becomes four years old If he can take a little long time off he goes back to Aso for the first time in a while I'm wide awake, it's morning Wash my face, wake my wife bite into an apple, change clothes I might be him the one who was saved that day If so I'm going to cherish this day I forget it soon enough but as I tie my tie I think so — たびの人割れたラムネの瓶が川を流れて丸くなり透き通る緑がかった石になり光も届かない海の底に沈む畳の部屋に布団を並べて眠りに落ちる前の時間ぽつりぽつりととりとめのない妻の話にそうだね、そうなんだって天井を眺めてたら何だか修学旅行に来てるみたいニュージーランドに行ってた彼がなぜどうやってイラク国境を越えたのか命乞いは海底ケーブルを通してテロに屈したと批判され退陣した首相あの日からこの国の没落ははじまったとひとは言うけど急に帰国を告げられた自衛官は大杉栄を読みながら4つになる娘へのお土産は何にしよう少し長い休みが取れたら久しぶりに阿蘇にも帰ろうって喜んでる朝が来たら目を覚ます顔を洗って彼女を起しリンゴをかじって服を着替え僕が彼かもしれないあの日助けられたのはならば今日を大切に生きようとすぐに忘れてしまうけどネクタイを締めながらそう思う

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Japanese Experimental Ensemble K Trio Debuts on 577 Records with Parientes De La Vida

577 Records is proud to welcome the adventurous Japanese ensemble K Trio to the label's roster with their remarkable new album, Parientes De La Vida.
K Trio reminds us what experimental music can be at its most vital: pure risk, pure discovery, pure adventure. On Parientes De La Vida, poetry and improvised sound meet in a work that continuously reshapes the listener's sense of space, language, and perception.
The album serves as an acoustic document in which poetry reading and spontaneous musical performance intersect across three enclosed spaces of different scales. These environments are far more than passive settings; their unique dimensions and resonances actively transform the relationship between voice and sound. Each room becomes an additional performer, altering the contours of every interaction.
As language oscillates between meaning and pure sonic presence, the improvisations do not merely accompany the spoken word. Instead, they respond, interrupt, challenge, and occasionally overtake it, creating a dynamic and unpredictable dialogue. The recordings from the three spaces are presented without smoothing over their differences, preserving the discontinuities between environments and continually shifting the listener's point of reference.
The result is a work that inhabits the fertile territory between poetry, improvisation, field acoustics, and experimental composition—a recording that embraces uncertainty as a creative force.
K Trio consists of poet Kei, guitarist Takao, and multi-instrumentalist Yoichi, whose approach combines poetry readings with free improvisation using guitar, piano, electronics, and various objects.
Reflecting on the project, Yoichi explains:
“This is K Trio, an ensemble with the poet Kei and the guitarist Takao. Kei writes and reads poetry, while Takao and I improvise using guitar, piano, electronic instruments, and various objects.
Along with the one-time nature of improvisation, we are interested in the relationship between sound, space, and recording. For this project we experimented with performing and recording in different environments.
The album was created by performing in three enclosed spaces of different sizes."
With Parientes De La Vida, K Trio offers a listening experience that is at once intimate and disorienting, where poetry dissolves into sound and sound acquires the weight of language. It is a work that invites listeners to enter an unstable sonic landscape and discover new relationships between voice, space, and improvisation.
K Trio – Parientes De La Vida Released August 7, 2026 via 577 Records. CD (first edition of 50 copies) and digital download.

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released August 7, 2026

Kei - Poetry
Takao Miyazaki - Electric Guitar, Objects
Yoichi Ichikawa - Piano, Objects, Subjective Stereophonic Recording

Recorded by Yoichi Ichikawa on:
December 5, 2025 at tsukimi
December 16, 2025 at ENDELEA COFFEE kyo-machi
March 15, 2026 at Sankendo

Mixing by peeq
Mastering by Taku Unami

Painting on cover by Alvin Dafoe
Graphic design by Mark Smith

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