It’s well-known at this point that Haruki Murakami loves music. Music features heavily in his writing; he’s published Absolutely On Music, his music-related conversations with Seiji Ozawa, former c…
When I was 17, a friend gave me a copy of Norwegian Wood for my birthday, and I proceeded to read the entirety of Murakami’s oeuvre to the point where I was unable to easily distinguish some of his works from others due to how many tropes and themes and motifs he reuses.
I’m woefully behind on current Murakami—I’m fairly certain the last work of his I read was Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage (2013), although I own Men Without Women (2014) and an advance copy of Killing Commendatore (2017).
That said...I’m still a Murakami fangirl at heart, and this is awesome.













