Day 2 of the festival.
Day one’s festivities were chaotic, disorganized, and
extremely eclectic. Day two was much more structured, and it was clear that
there was a plan.
There were “floats” on day 2. I use quotation marks because
floats are the best and most simple explanation for what they were, but they
were nothing like anything I had seen before. The floats were beautifully
designed. One looked more classical to me, with a very old style Japanese look
to it, the other looked much more modern, it had anime characters on it, and
electric lights.
On each of the floats were continuous performances. There
were no words in any of them, just drumming and dancing. The performances
cycled, and seamed to flow as one continuous story. I’m not sure what the story
was, it’s a story of the local gods. Most of the locals forget the stories
behind the performances as well.
The stages of the performance were (with my own best
interpretation)
The same
dance was done by 3 men one old, one middle age, and one a child.
The all wore
the same mask and the same outfits, the dance seemed to reflect that we were
all once children, and if we forget that we have lost so much.
The same dance
was then done by a man with a comically foolish face,
a man with a face that was laden with decades of grumpiness,
and a man with a face of naivety
It seemed
to reflect that we are all dancing the same dance (of life), but we have our
own complications due to our own short comings.
A tale of femininity
The first
was an embodiment of grace, selflessness, kindness and beauty The second was an embodiment of labor, and
fertility
The third
was an embodiment of strength, fortitude, and perseverance.
They each
danced, and had costumes that reflected the different aspects of being a women.
One of the
faces was much more kind, but it seemed that at some point it became enraged,
and so the second fox, with a much scarier face came out and did a very angry
looking dance.
Dragon
A dragon
came out and did a dance, babies were offered up to the dragon, it would
bite/kiss their head and then retreat a bit, once enough babies were offered to
the dragon it would go away. I’m not sure if the dragon was a lucky dragon, and
thus kissing the babies, or a cruel dragon, thus biting the babies. Parents seemed
eager to lift their children up to dragon as an offering though. Half the
babies started crying, and the other had that brilliantly adorable look of
utter confusion, I could live for that look.
The dances cycled through in that order until the two floats
met.
At random points during the performance viewers were given
treats, the first treat was a drinkable yogurt, the second was candy thrown out
to the audience, the third was a popsicle. The popsicle was bright blue, every
time I had ever seen a Japanese popsicle on TV, or in a video game in the
United States it has been blue, so eating a blue popsicle while watching
traditional Japanese performances, felt very surreal to me.
The floats were pulled by about 10 people pulling on large
ropes, our float the shinmachi float was pulled by the towns fire brigade. The
floats could not turn, when the floats came to a corner the whole thing was
tipped, and then twisted, the float screeched like an old boat, and the dancers
and drummers inside the float all slid around.
My favorite moment of the whole procession was when they
were turning one of the floats. The middle age man and young boy version of the
age dancers and one of the little girl drummers were in the back of the float.
When the whole thing tilted the little girl in the back had such a look of
excitement. Her moment of just pure excitement made my day.
When the two floats finally met it was to battle. The battle
meant that each of the performances was to be done by each of the dancers on
each float. Both floats had the same performances, but in the end, our float,
claimed victory and chased the other float up and away.
To be continued…
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