Review of: Solfége
Author: Yoshinaga Fumi
Publisher: Hanaoto Comics
Serialized in: Comic Hanaoto
Single volume.
Yoshinaga Fumi is a tremendously impressive
mangaka for a number of reasons. For one thing, she's only 27 (according to her
profile) and has already managed to develop a very mature, distinctive, attractive art
style---a feat that many artists achieve only after decades of experience.
For another, she's got an excellent feel for a good story,
unlike many other yaoi artists who seem to think that plastering pretty art onto a
kink/cliche-of-the-week constitutes plot development. And she seems to be one of
that elite group of artists who manages to publish something, somewhere, every
month. Editors salivate when they get their hands on an artist like this; her fans
have to subscribe to five different magazines to keep up with her.
But she's worth it. I loved an earlier work by this author, "Ichigenme wa
Yaruki no Minpou" (reviewed a few months ago on this site), and so when I noticed a
new book of hers available in the Cybershoppe, I took a chance and ordered it even though
I had no clue what the story was about. This turned out to be both a good and a bad
decision: good because the story is every bit as emotionally involving and realistic
as
"Ichigenme," bad because it's even harder for the Japanese-impaired to
read. Keep a kanji dictionary handy when reading this one. On second
thought, keep a fluent Japanese speaker handy, too. Not only is the
dialogue chock-full of musical terms in Japanese, English, French, and
Italian (the latter three in romaji), but one of the characters tends to
drawl in some kind of dialect (might be Kansai, but I can't tell for
certain) that I sometimes found unintelligible. On the bright side,
though, I think I learned maybe ten new obscure kanji, thanks to this book.
A "solfége," I learned from a bit of online research, is a technique used in
music instruction to train the ear to recognize tones and pitch. In vocal
instruction, this means singing single-note syllables---"do," "re,"
"me," etc. It's not as unimportant as it sounds. A solfége teacher
is a bit like a diamond cutter: a good one can create a thing of beauty from rough
raw material. A bad one can flaw the material so badly that it will never be
anything more than a rock.
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