With enormous speed over the city. Over the roofs of the houses, between the buildings, into the streets and into the smallest corners. Every wall projection, every gap, everything that affects the unleashed storms of the wind becomes audible. An enormous humming, howling and vibrating fills the moving air, is carried up, forwarded and changed again and again. Every roof tile, every gutter, every parked car (sometimes they jump up briefly at the side of the road), every body of any kind resonates, contributes its individual sound to this roaring, whose singing overtones come from the improvised electrification of the city. This tangle of freely suspended wires. This singing, in the frequency spectrum far above the deep resonances of the urban interspaces. Fascinated by the indescribable speed of events, my ears are lost in this gigantic concert.

(The typhoon passed by smoothly. There was no significant damage in the city of Kyoto)

 Kyoto, October 1994