Shizuku Fufu – “Music is the only thing that doesn’t lie” (January 2022)

Hello. Today I’m in charge of the column for “Skream!” I’m Shizuku Fufu from Zenbu Kimi no Sei da.

This is the second time I’ve written for the column!

Then it was March 2021, so much time has passed… Now being a member of Zenbu Kimi no Sei da, being Shizuku Fufu has become the norm for me as well, but before becoming Shizuku Fufu, I was a nobody, just a person without any merit.

And during that period when I was a nobody, the only reason that kept me alive in this world was music.

Back then, during my high school years, I suddenly disliked all the things I had loved before – anime, manga, comedy, drawing – and I started to spend more and more time alone in my room. At the time, the only thing I could do was listen to music. Music was the only thing I had left to do when I couldn’t do anything else.

At the time, my whole raison d’être was music.

The way these people were screaming and sweating, not trying to show off at all. The way these people, without any showmanship, without giving a damn about anything, screamed, “Try your best!”, “Don’t give up!”, “You can cry if you want!” was so cool, and it wasn’t a lie. “Music is the only thing that doesn’t lie,” I thought, and so many times I found salvation in it.

All my weekends except for part-time jobs were spent at concerts – at the time I considered concert venues my only place.

Every week I spent so much time at concerts, raising my fists, singing shoulder-to-shoulder with strangers and sobbing without worrying about what others would think – music was my salvation.

The places I shed tears then, the places that saved me then, the places I laughed so much then, the places I hurt myself then. The places I visited for the first time. When I, as “Zenbu Kimi no Sei da,” stand in those places that evoke so many memories, I still feel an incredible thrill.

And the view from those scenes is so beautiful that it brings tears to my eyes. So many different emotions reach me that it even hurts. And as I look at these faces, I often notice myself in them.

Me, that just alone watching the stage from the audience.

Me, that stands on the stage with the other six, trying to protect, to save you, facing me, from all the sorrows that gnaw at you.

Now that I find myself in the exact opposite position – can you call that strange?

There are times when I myself doubt the reality of what happened. Like, am I really Shizuku Fufu?

That me – such a wimp who, when crying for help, did nothing but weep?

But even now, as before, concert venues remain my only place. Nothing has changed in that respect. Surely that’s where your place is, too. Was I able to be one of the reasons that makes you live?

If so, I am glad.

It is my strangeness which is the norm. What do you think?

Source – https://skream.jp/column/kiminosei/kiminosei_13.php