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Chasing the Muse
~A Jazz Singer's Newsletter from New York
from New York / U.S.A.

Atsuko4Jazz
Jazz Singer
Lives and works in New York/Hometown, Nagasaki.
In 2000, I came to study Jazz in New York, the home of Jazz.
Time flies and it's hard to believe I've lived in this city as long as babies grow up, but I never get tired of this music-filled city.
I would like to express my gratitude that I have been able to live in this city because of jazz.
I hope to share with you stories about my favorite city, New York, and the wonderful New Yorkers who live here.

9.10.2025
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Chasing the Muse ~A Jazz Singer's Newsletter from New York
Visiting Mother Earth and Great Sprits in the land of America

I decided to pay my respects to Mother Earth and Great spirits in the land of America this summer solstice.
I joined a 2-night, 3-day tour from Las Vegas to the Grand Circle.
Good morning, Las Vegas! Let’s hit the road, soaking up the morning sun!

Oh, No! Only half of the Sun.
This hour has four Japanese, one Taiwanese, one British and eleven Italian participants, with their own language guides.
The young Italians were incredibly cheerful and always making a fuss in a good way, filling the bus with laughter and fun.
We Japanese arrive before the meeting time, a Taiwanese girl looked like a model take instagram worthy pictures,
a British person was rarely surrounded by non English speakers.
It was an interesting experience for me, not just sightseeing, but understanding the differences in national character.
Our first stop was Seligman, Arizona.

Cute mural
The road leads from Chicago, Illinois to Santa Monica, California, the good old Route 66. I've known the song, " Route 66" for a long time but it wasn't in my repertoire yet.
Finally the time to learn this song came to me?

The road leading to Chicago
We headed to Sedona in the afternoon. It's the first time in ages for me. Actually I went there on my first Thanksgiving holiday after starting work.
It was over 20 years ago!

Drinking beer while gazing at Red Rock is the best!
After lunch, we went for a short hike to Bell Rock.

Bell Rock, it's been a while!
I climbed Bell rock from the other side before and I'm surprised I could manage it back then.
It's important to do what you want to do when you're young.
I wanted to spend more time in Sedna, but the bus headed to Page, our place to stay tonight.
I was able to soak up so much sun this summer solstice, Thank you very much!
First thing in the morning, I headed to Antelope Canyon, which I had been longing to see.
This area is hit by severe floods every year and these floods created the stunning wave-like layers of rock in the canyon.
Ah, I really wanted to see it with my own eyes.
This place is Navajoland, so we took a Navajo tour.
The light filtering in from the ceiling illuminates the rock surface in a gentle and beautiful way.

Antelope Canyon

Do you understand the size of this?

Antelope and Sky
Walking through the cave, I sang the sounds that came to my mind, enjoying their echoes off the rock walls.

This crack is Antelope Canyon.
Ah, I'm Completely satisfied!
Horseshoe Bend- a breathtaking vista shape like a horseshoe literally. I had seen it in photos before, but I never thought it would actually come.

Spectacular view!
It's a truly breathtaking cliff with no safety fences. One careless step can mean goodbye...
The Chinese guide asked if I wanted a photo, so I took a pose at the scenic spot following her instruction.

Whoa, strike a daring pose!
It took about a 30-minute walk one way from the parking lot to Horseshoe Bend.
It was such a hot and dry day, my body was craving water so much.
No sports drinks or juices, just want some water, yes Water please!
We finally headed to Monument valley, the sacred land of the Navajo people in Utah.

Yes, Utah, here we come!
As far as the eye can see, red land stretches out before your eyes. a magnificent rocky mountain known as butte, and flat plateaus called mesas.
Wow, Monument Valley is well named!

The person who named Monument Valley is amazing.
We also took a Navajo Jeep tour here.
We drove along a bumpy road through the valley, red dust flying up.
The driver's grandmother lives there, he showed us some hidden spots deep inside, places we don't usually see.
Sun's Eye! Sunlight comes in through a hole in the ceiling. It's mysterious!

Light from the ceiling
I enjoyed my voice and the sound resonated pleasantly !

Isn't the view spectacular?
We went to the road known as Forrest Gump Point, where Forrest suddenly stopped running.
The straight road stretches toward Monument Valley, so beautiful, isn't it!?
Movie Crews of Hollywood are so amazing. How did they even find this place to use in a scene!

The Road of Forrest Gump
We stopped at a Burger King in Kayenta for lunch.
There was a display called the Navajo Code Talker Exhibit featuring World War II-era Navajo code and numerous Japanese military artifacts.
Why here? I was surprised and had mixed feelings. I regretted a bit that I didn't take any pictures there.
Because our tour guide told us about the display on the way back and I researched about the Navajo Code at home.
During World War II, the US Marine Corps adopted a code in the Navajo language called the Navajo Code to prevent the Japanese military from deciphering it.
The Navajo people joined the war on the condition that they would be granted American citizenship if they went to war as soldiers.
(They were Native Americans, though) The code, written in the Navajo language, was never deciphered by the Japanese military, leading to victory.
Navajo elders later said that when they came face to face with Japanese soldiers at close range on the front lines, they felt a sense of affinity with the enemy Japanese, who looked more similar to them than to the white Americans, and that this made them emotionally shaken.
The father of the owner of this Burger King was a Navajo Code Talker, This exhibit is intended to pass on the achievements of the Navajo Talkers to future generations, not to incite anti-Japanese sentiment.
The belongings of Japanese soldiers, as well as items and photographs received in Japan, were indeed displayed in very good condition. It must have been carefully brought back from Japan.
I understood that this was an exhibition held with respect and friendship, in order to pass on history to future generations.
We are all human beings after all... I sincerely hope that the world will soon stop killing each other, and realize that it's foolish and that everyone will be able to return to their beloved families and live happily ever after.
I believe that in the near future we will see a world where people all over the world respect each other's differences, live in harmony, and get along well with each other.
If each of us can picture it in our mind and imagine it, it will surely come true.
The Native Americans who have lived on the vast, endless red land of the West for so long, for generations, are truly amazing!
The pioneers who headed west through this wilderness were also incredibly tough, it's amazing!
History is different from each perspective, so it's not something I can judge, I would like to express my respect and gratitude to all those who have survived in this great wilderness and built the foundation of America.
Thank you, Mother earth and great spirits of the land of America!
Thank you for letting me live in this country too!

The light welcomed me?
6.20.2025
DAYS / Atsuko4Jazz Column
Chasing the Muse ~A Jazz Singer's Newsletter from New York
Nostalgic Memories, the 9th Avenue International Food Festival

I recently visited the 9th Avenue International Food Festival, a street fair held on 5/18 and 5/19.

Looking south on 9th Avenue
Street fairs are pedestrianized streets on weekends, lined with food stalls and miscellaneous stalls, where people can wander around and enjoy themselves. Street fairs are a popular event in New York City during the early summer and summer months.
This time, 9th Avenue from 42nd Street to 57th Street was turned into a pedestrian paradise, and as the name suggests, food was the main attraction of the street fair.
The best part of this food festival is that it is international in nature, with food vendors from many different countries, and restaurants that line the 9th Avenue area setting up food stalls.
So, Let me show you how international it is through pictures!

Grilled corn! Plenty of butter, PLEASE.

Greek skewers, souvlaki!

Fettuccine boldly tossed in Parmigiano cheese!

















