A few weeks ago, there was a little neighbourhood festival in Kudamatsu near Junko's (Brett's girlfriend) house. It was mysterious because nobody knew what it was called, or what it celebrated, or how it came about. But it was great! Lots of people dressed up in either a) traditional yukata kimonos, or b) as various superheroes and villians from Japanese cartoons. I couldn't figure it out, but it was a good time.
Brett, Junko, and Junko's friend.
The festival was dominated by this raised platform on which drummers took turns thumping out a beat to which an old man sitting at a table would sing, non-stop, for what seemed like hours. It was quite awesome. Around this platform people danced or paraded about in time the music.
I have no idea.
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