I think I was trying to find a balance between describing the song and the imagery I was getting from the listen and I think I did a better job than the last few times. However, once more there was some pausing and rewinding which I feel was necessary due to how cold my hands were.

Joe Hisaishi’s (久石譲) “Silent Love” is from the soundtrack for A Scene at the Sea (あの夏、いちばん静かな海).

I hope you enjoy.

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Some sort of twinkling fading in. The light touch of a piano and then percussive notation.
Strings, or at least a facsimile of strings come in. Calm is the music, but weighted; Melancholy, or a bittersweet mood finds itself flowing in.

Bass firm, striking, present. Its notes are specific and it almost seems like it is helping to guide toward something. The idea of a voice comes in, emphasises, almost as though part of a rolling ocean. Slight piano touches and string responses come in and assist in guiding.

Suddenly a greater deal of emotional rise and sense of the dramatic takes over. The song flourishes for a brief moment. Then it lowers once more, back to what it was just before, but once more for a brief moment and with ever-so-slightly more.

Once more it flourishes and this time with vocals providing words that are clear, yet vague. they exist but not in the way of the music. The instruments are a little more emotive, the percussive sounds firm but the beat calm. A solo of sorts appears, holding focus without dominating the song. It is furthering the narrative, doing only as much as necessary and no more.

The song is locked into its flourishing. A guitar moves along, providing a little extra emphasis, helping to keep the mood shaped and permeating, then the instruments rise a little higher and the beat becomes a little more striking. The song is full but it still provides space; it, much like the rest of the instrumentation, stares out to the sea from the beach, looking for something, perhaps a dream. Perhaps notions of the romantic. The waves rise and fall and, despite the bittersweet mood, a sense of determination also rises.

The guitar gains focus yet it too refuses to dominate. Its notes mostly leave space and perhaps it is providing a response to what came earlier. The focus is brief once more, and once more the song flourishes. The determination to achieve is there, as is the bittersweet. The instruments move and flow forward, painting their picture as the violin and guitar dance with each other. There is an energy but it is not too much, and the atmosphere is present and weighty, yet earned.

A sudden drawing out of notes and the mood is heavy. Then it all drops back, revealing the twinkling once more, as much the same as it was, but felt in a different way. A piano looks out quietly and perhaps fragile, but there is no answer and the song ends.