With their unique style of psychedelic garage and a mix of R&B, Okamoto's have been likened to The Rolling Stones, The Who and The Stooges.
Okamoto's come with a message, barely 19 and they already have the fire and passion to take over the world questioning the forefathers of Rock itself. They do not simply know, but have the courage to ask Bob Dylan if in fact " The times have actually changed" and of course still maintain the punk rock mentality in asking why are they not learning about rock in school. They have the guts of fearless teenagers, scaring us one adult at a time. Live shows that make the blood curdle at the fact that they have only just graduated from high school, the old are afraid, the young are eating it up. They really are a horrifying band!
June of 2009 saw them release their debut album "Here are Okamoto's" and with over 100 live shows under their belt, Okamoto's are going to just get better and scarier with every step they take. So get on that "Rocket to Japan" because everyone is going to wanna dance with these guys
Misty
OKAMOTO'S Lyrics
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It's like some kind of a violence that's killing me slowly
All my memories reflects to the "void"
They got nothing to do and just sitting on sofa
Henry Charles Bukowski was drinking too much,
when he write something he was using his typewriter
I never met him but I think I can be his friend
Who do you think will be on?
And which part will you film?
When I walk I look up to the windows that somebody lives
There's a bar I used to go, hope it's the same
Shoulders with that small tatoo, water that I bought for you
The bench that we sat and smoke
Misty things are all around of me
Misty things are all around of me
My father Scott told me he thought he will die before 30
and one day he woke up and he was 60
I only meet him once in a year
Oh I guess I have to change how I live
But I don't wanna accept it
I don't wanna accept it
Right next from the bakery, the middle of the hill road's my home
I can see when the sun comes up through my room
You only worn glasses when you're home, cereals that we always liked
I dropped somethings on floor
Misty things are all around of me
Tokyo's the place for just like you and me
Misty things are all around of me
Misty things are all around of me
The lyrics of OKAMOTO'S's song "Misty" are a mixture of reflection on the past and uncertainty about the future. The opening lines, "All my love is here to make me alone," convey a feeling of isolation and detachment from others. This is compounded by the next line, "It's like some kind of a violence that's killing me slowly," which suggests that this isolation is not self-imposed but rather a response to some external force. The reference to "memories" that "reflects to the 'void'" further highlights the sense of emptiness and meaninglessness that underlies the singer's experience.
The song also contains several references to other artists and writers who have explored similar themes. The mention of Henry Charles Bukowski, a writer known for his gritty depictions of working-class life, suggests that the singer feels a kinship with him. The line "When I walk I look up to the windows that somebody lives" is reminiscent of the French writer Baudelaire's flaneur, the urban wanderer who observes the people and places around him without necessarily engaging with them. These references serve to place the singer's experience within a larger cultural context and suggest that the feelings of isolation and disconnection they describe are not unique to them.
Overall, "Misty" is a poignant and introspective song that speaks to universal human experiences of loneliness and uncertainty. The imagery of mist and fog that pervades the lyrics suggests that the singer's feelings are not entirely clear to them, and that they are struggling to find their way through a haze of confusion and doubt.
Line by Line Meaning
All my love is here to make me alone
I am surrounded by love, but it is not enough to fill the emptiness I feel inside, which only makes me more isolated.
It's like some kind of a violence that's killing me slowly
The intensity of my loneliness and dissatisfaction with life is so great that it feels like a slow, painful death.
All my memories reflects to the "void"
When I reminisce about the past, all I see is a blank space where happiness and fulfillment should be.
They got nothing to do and just sitting on sofa
My memories are stagnant and inactive, with no influence on my present life.
Henry Charles Bukowski was drinking too much,
The famous writer Bukowski was known for his heavy drinking habits,
when he write something he was using his typewriter
But despite his vices, he was still able to produce meaningful and impactful work.
I never met him but I think I can be his friend
Although I never knew him personally, I feel a connection to Bukowski through his writing.
If I make a film about my life
Imagining a hypothetical scenario in which my life is important enough to be captured in a movie.
Who do you think will be on?
Wondering which people and events from my life would be included in the film.
And which part will you film?
Reflecting on the choices and scenes that would best represent my life on screen.
When I walk I look up to the windows that somebody lives
Engaging in the habit of peering into other people's lives, finding intrigue and curiosity in their daily routines.
There's a bar I used to go, hope it's the same
Feeling nostalgic about past experiences and hoping that places I used to frequent have not changed too much over time.
Shoulders with that small tatoo, water that I bought for you
Visualizing small details from past romantic relationships, even though they no longer hold significance in my life.
The bench that we sat and smoke
Remembering a specific location and moment in time shared with someone, even though that person is no longer in my life.
My father Scott told me he thought he will die before 30
Relaying a story my father once told me about his own thoughts and fears when he was my age.
and one day he woke up and he was 60
Sharing the surprise and realization that life can move much faster than we anticipate.
I only meet him once in a year
Acknowledging the distance and lack of closeness in my relationship with my father.
Oh I guess I have to change how I live
Realizing that my current way of life may not be sustainable or healthy, and recognizing the need for change.
But I don't wanna accept it
Feeling resistant to the idea of changing, even though it may be better for me in the long run.
Right next from the bakery, the middle of the hill road's my home
Describing the location of my home as a landmark in relation to other nearby places.
I can see when the sun comes up through my room
Noticing and appreciating the beauty of nature and the passage of time from the comfort of my own space.
You only worn glasses when you're home, cereals that we always liked
Remembering intimate details about a past relationship, such as their everyday habits and preferences.
I dropped somethings on floor
Making a small mistake or having an accident, which highlights my own humanity and imperfection.
Misty things are all around of me
Feeling a sense of confusion, uncertainty, and detachment from reality.
Tokyo's the place for just like you and me
Embracing the idea that Tokyo can be a place of refuge and understanding for those who are lost or struggling in life.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Koki Okamoto, Sho Okamoto
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