I crossed paths with a dancing festival (odori matsuri) recently. The event was attended mainly by very cute old people. Here we see them line-dancing.
After the first round of dancing there appeared a special guest: it was an enka artist who performed her #1 single. ("Her song only got to be number one," my friend Jade whispered in my ear as we watched the performance, "because senior citizens are the only people who buy CDs anymore...")
As the sun went down after the concert, it became time to bust a move again...
I love this country. I want to be a Japanese old lady when I grow up. I will dye my hair purple (as is common among graying women here) and rock every Matsuri in town.