But first things first -- a visit with Bruce to a well-know shakuhachi shop near Komae Station towards the west side of Tokyo, not far from Christopher. Bruce needed to retrieve an instrument which needed to be re-bored and lacquered. We'd been there for about 20 min when someone walked in who looked vaguely familiar. Bruce whispered, "OMG, it's Keisuke Zenyoji, one the best players in Japan. You might have seen him in Boulder at the World Shakuhachi Festival. He was there." Yes, that was it. I remembered a man with a honking glorious sound and some talk about how some players have a propensity for powerful honking, i.e., making the loudest, strongest sound possible as a show of shakuhachi manhood. Sure enough, Zenyojisan began trying out instruments in the showcase, one after another, popping out some impressively gutsy sounds.
The shakuhachi makers were very friendly. One of them had a Rudall Carte Okuraulo with a silver shakuhachi head joint. Unfortunately, it wasn't in the shop, but he did have a concert flute outfitted in the same way.
Shakuhachi makers need good quality madake bamboo.
This is what I call a storehouse.