Heading towards the loo's on bus trip pit stop between Hirafu and Chitose Airport, a great racket not so much as wafted but barged up the stairs. Wondering how anyone could actually play that badly, the answer, like its version of a Strauss waltz, come like a punch in the musical nose. No One was playing, the brash belting of keys, the complete lack of finesse, tonality and feel, the mechanical delivery, the way the tune was bossed out of any residual musicality was No One's fault. I believe the piano stool would have run off it could. I certainly did.