If I suddenly disappear from the music world, you might see Hikaru Utada working as a helper at some inn in Atami.
I can never really enjoy being famous.
Americans are somehow obsessed with her, and something about me hit a spot with people in Japan.
There really aren’t any completely Asian people singing right now.
I just want people to see that I do my own stuff, that I’m not stupid, and I can make fun of myself.
I squeeze oranges every morning to make juice.
I’m not like a gorgeous bombshell or anything like that.
In Japan, people don’t really sing about sexual content.
No one told me I had to make something that would sell, but I personally want everyone to like my music.
Sort of like, I have to make the Japanese lyrics really deep.
It’s a fairly recent thing but I’ve become very fond of making drinks myself.
I don’t like going to the gym because I don’t like being with people I don’t know in that intense environment.
People do ask me if I think I can make it in the States.
I figure no matter how old you are, it’s always going to be your first marriage and no life experience is going to make you a better judge of who you should marry.
Since I was doing all of it myself, I had to decide where I wanted to go with the songs, how to proceed with the chords, if the sound was alright, and all that detail on my own.
The world is in motion, as it seems.
The Japanese version comes with a translation, but that’s different from the lyrics, so people could look things up and find a translation of their own if they’re interested.
The thing is, in English I’m able to write the lyrics as I’m making the song, once I’m done with the melody.
I bought an espresso maker and coffee maker and make them myself every day.
I’ve been missing Japanese literature so much of late.
Wish I could prove I love you, but does that mean I have to walk on water?