Japanese Breakfast — Orlando in Love
Album: For Melancholy Brunettes (& sad women)Avg rating:
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Orlando in love
Writes 69 cantos
For melancholy brunettes and
Sad women
The breeze carries salt
And sipping milky broth
He cast his gaze towards the sea out
The Winnebago
As if the sea had bore her to be
An ideal woman
She came to him from the water like Venus
From a shell
Singing his name with all the sweetness
Of a mother
Leaving him breathless and then
Drowned
Orlando
Orlando
Orlando
Orlando
Writes 69 cantos
For melancholy brunettes and
Sad women
The breeze carries salt
And sipping milky broth
He cast his gaze towards the sea out
The Winnebago
As if the sea had bore her to be
An ideal woman
She came to him from the water like Venus
From a shell
Singing his name with all the sweetness
Of a mother
Leaving him breathless and then
Drowned
Orlando
Orlando
Orlando
Orlando
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Amazing live performance summer 2025.
Surprisingly wonderful.
Yay!! I simply love Japanese Breakfast and so happy to hear them on RP!!
ShockwaveRider wrote:
I’ve never heard of them before but, on the strength of this song, I’d love to hear some more Japanese Breakfast on RP.
Hey, hope this opens the door to some more Japanese Breakfast!
I’ve never heard of them before but, on the strength of this song, I’d love to hear some more Japanese Breakfast on RP.
While living in Japan my parents visited and the Japanese breakfast at a ryokan near Nikko consisted of a grilled saury (fish), a small green salad, rice (wouldn’t be Japanese otherwise), and a small bowl of corn flakes floating in milk, almost the basic concept of cereal but abstracted to its essence. More milk than cereal. Not necessarily pertinent to this band, but still rather amusing. The eye of the fish staring up from the plate was mildly unnerving
Hey, hope this opens the door to some more Japanese Breakfast!
While living in Japan my parents visited and the Japanese breakfast at a ryokan near Nikko consisted of a grilled saury (fish), a small green salad, rice (wouldn’t be Japanese otherwise), and a small bowl of corn flakes floating in milk, almost the basic concept of cereal but abstracted to its essence. More milk than cereal. Not necessarily pertinent to this band, but still rather amusing. The eye of the fish staring up from the plate was mildly unnerving
Soro soro de...saa...shikashi...
Sugoi! Bikkuri! Natsukashii ni natta, Bam23-san! I could really go for some grilled samna (mackerel pike / saury) right about now! I must have eaten it a thousand times in my 20 years in Nihon... Dense, succulent, and savory -- and chock-full of DHA and EPA and all of that good stuff! With shoyu and grated daikon, nothing else quite like it! Funny -- almost every Western gal over there says the same thing about the eye staring up at them while they do their best to ignore it. At inns or homes in fishing towns, the host will encourage you to eat those peepers, and if you don't, they just might, right in front of you! In places where ayu, or river smelt (they eat only blue-green algae and smell like freshly cut melon; of course they're oishii; their name means sweetfish!) are served grilled on a stick, they eat the whole thing, like a fish popsicle! I will gladly gnaw them right down to the skeleton and innards, but I myself am not prone to eating eyeballs or any kind of guts, not even when I was writing for Fodor's JAPAN. --Yada, yo!