The soft autumn air has a gentle scent and a cruelty that pierces the depths of the chest, and is sometimes struck by the heartless wind.

The more I expected the best end, the more I was confronted with the reality that "it wouldn't work so well".Better yet, if you can't move, you can give up.
The annoyance is just as much as a rattling noise every time you pass a freshly laid road and the ground sticks to the soles of your shoes, suggesting that you shouldn't stop walking.

It's been more than half a year since I graduated from college without attending the graduation ceremony.I'm a little jealous of the people around me who have become office ladies and kindergarten teachers, and their titles seem to indicate that you are a good adult.
Every time I went to the government office, I seemed to be seen somewhere away from the world, and my eyes through my glasses hurt a little.He wouldn't have noticed, but they were more than enough to come from not only the line of sight, but also the uselessly accentuated tone and the details of the desk-ringing fingers.


When I was a student, a teacher of Hyundai Bun said, "I had always liked it, but I was really worried about whether I could convert that favorite thing into money as a job, so I chose my current job." I have talked to you.
The words were too fresh for me at the time, wondering how happy I would be if I could do what I loved.
But now I feel like I can understand how scary it is to be prepared to do what I love.
I know that if you put your liking into shape, it will be evaluated and valued on its own, and you will be dismissed from a song that you have produced over days and months. Can also endure.


Even so, we continue to face music every day because we cannot find any more in our lives the pleasure of creating a new song in this world, the pleasure of mixing the consciousness of others and layering sounds. Probably from.
And above all, I'm just confident in the coolness of the three.I don't think it's necessary to bend that much because I decided to make a living so that I could like what I liked.


If Venus de Milo had lost his arms and gained infinite beauty, the songs would be the same and the possibilities of unfinished songs would be endless.
But we have to restore those arms to a perfect, absolutely better arm than when we were inflating our imagination.
It's a painstaking task, but lately I've realized that it's a field we're fighting for, and we're finding fun there.
So I'm sure the next album will be wonderful.


Sea (updated 2021.10.13)