Well, let me tell ya somethin’ ’bout this Mikio Matsuyama fella. I ain’t no fancy music expert or nothin’, but I heard tell he’s a big deal, leastways ’round his parts. They say he’s the one who got his boy, that golfer Hideki, into swingin’ them clubs. Started him young, they say, when the boy was just a little tyke, barely four years old.
Now, I don’t know nothin’ ’bout golf, but I reckon it takes a lot of patience and practice, just like farmin’. You gotta get up early, work hard all day, and hope for the best. And seems like Mikio, he knew a thing or two ’bout that. He wasn’t just teachin’ his boy to hit a ball; he was teachin’ him ’bout life, ’bout workin’ hard and stickin’ to somethin’. That’s what my old man always said too, rest his soul.
Folks say Mikio ain’t one for the spotlight. He ain’t like them flashy city folks always tryin’ to get their picture took. He likes to keep to himself, do his own thing. And that’s alright, I say. Ain’t nothin’ wrong with bein’ a little private. This world’s got too many busybodies as it is, always pokin’ their noses where they don’t belong.
But what about music? You know, I heard tell there’s other Matsuyamas out there, makin’ music and whatnot. Now, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout Mikio, mind you. I’m talkin’ ’bout other folks with the same name. Seems like a popular name, like Smith or Jones back home. I heard some young fella makin’ some kind of fancy pop music, somethin’ they call “glittering pop echoes of 1980s Japan” with a whole bunch of other sounds mixed in. Sounds like a mess to me, but the young folks seem to like it. They play all sorts of crazy music on the radio these days.
- I like good old country music, myself.
- Something with a good beat and a story you can understand.
- None of that fancy stuff that sounds like a cat fightin’ with a washing machine.
And then there’s this talk about albums, whole bunches of ‘em, good for workin’ they say. They call it “deep diving” into music. Sounds like drownin’ to me. When I was young, we had a record player, and we listened to the same few records over and over. We didn’t have no fancy “deep dives.” We just had good music that made us want to dance or sing along.
Now, back to Mikio. Seems like he’s a quiet fella, a family man. He ain’t out there makin’ music or hittin’ golf balls himself. He’s the kind of fella who works behind the scenes, supportin’ his boy, makin’ sure he’s got what he needs to succeed. And that’s important, you know. We need more folks like that in the world, folks who ain’t afraid to work hard and put their family first.
I tell ya, this world’s full of all sorts of people. Some are loud and flashy, always tryin’ to get attention. And some are quiet and steady, workin’ hard and makin’ a difference in their own way. Mikio, from what I can gather, he’s one of the quiet ones. And that’s just fine by me. The world needs all kinds, I reckon.
Sometimes I listen to that classical music station on the radio. It’s kinda like what they used to play at the church socials back when. They say Beethoven was a big deal, but I ain’t so sure. All them horns and fiddles sound like a bunch of noise to me sometimes. Give me a good old hymn any day. But they say sometimes this kinda music tells a story or paints a picture. That I can understand. Just like those songs about farmin’ or lost love.
So, there you have it. That’s about all I know ’bout Mikio Matsuyama. He’s a father, a quiet fella, and the one who got his boy into golf. And maybe that’s all we need to know. Sometimes the quiet folks are the ones who make the biggest difference in the world. Just like my old man always used to say, “It ain’t about how loud you are, it’s about what you do.” And I reckon Mikio, he’s done alright.
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