The Uncanny Coffee Hour with Dr Kitsune and Odd Bob
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The Uncanny Coffee Hour with Dr Kitsune and Odd Bob
Tanuki Tales and the Nigawarai Yokai
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Step into the shadowy bamboo groves and misty valleys of Japanese folklore with the Uncanny Coffee Hour as we explore two fascinating supernatural entities—the haunting Nigawari and the mischievous Tanuki.
The Nigawari, a yokai rarely discussed in Western circles, preys on those who hide their true emotions behind false smiles. Our first tale follows young Hana as she discovers her sister falling under this spirit's influence, teaching us that sometimes the most uncanny horrors are the ones we create within ourselves by refusing to acknowledge our genuine feelings. The parallels to modern mental health discussions are striking—this centuries-old folklore anticipates our contemporary understanding of emotional authenticity and the dangers of toxic positivity.
From there, we lighten the mood with two delightful Tanuki stories. In the classic tale of Bunbuku Chagama, a shape-shifting raccoon dog becomes a teapot at a monastery, eventually revealing his true nature and remarkable performance skills. Our second Tanuki tale introduces Gengoro, a sake-loving trickster who, during a severe drought, reveals a secret spring to help a village brewer—proving that even the most mischievous creatures can show unexpected kindness.
Between sips of sake, earl gray tea, and hemp milk espresso, we weave these tales with thoughtful commentary on what they reveal about Japanese culture and universal human experiences. The mixture of humor, folklore, and philosophical musings creates a unique listening experience that will leave you seeing your teapot with new, slightly suspicious eyes.
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Welcome to Uncanny Coffee Hour
Speaker 1I'm an evil-minded man, we'll keep you evil-minded too.
Speaker 2Get evil cause. There's nothing else to do. I'm an evil cause, there's nothing else to do. Coming to you live from the Valley of Sickness, east of Springfield. Welcome to the Dr Kitsune Odd Bob Uncanny Coffee Hour.
Speaker 3Where we're always respectful, with a touch of impish irreverence. We tell stories with wit and wisdom, encouraging a strong look at Indigenous perspectives.
Speaker 4Well now, hello there and a warm welcome to you all. I'm Saoirse, and I'm the one around here with a bit of well, let's call it vocal flexibility. Being a puka, you see, means I don't just tell stories, I become a little piece of them. So if you hear me sounding like an old man one minute and a floaty, teeny, tiny fairy the next, don't you fret. That's just my way of making sure the tale hits home. It all starts with a little. That's a signal, means I'm tuning the old vocal cords or maybe sprouting a new set, entirely, all in the service of a good story. I'm glad to have your company.
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Speaker 5Mm-hmm.
Speaker 3Hey.
Speaker 2Hey, what's up man?
Speaker 3Not much, it's a beautiful day out it is.
Speaker 2It is Nice, beautiful sunset going on out there, yeah, so what you drinking this evening?
Speaker 3I am having an espresso drink and guess what I'm using to sort of tame it down a little bit Something from the teat of an animal. I'm having hemp milk.
Speaker 4Are we off to weave some flower crowns after the show? Then Hemp.
Speaker 3Yeah, Hemp, you know like what you make ropes out of.
Speaker 2Yeah, you've been smoking a little too much rope lately, I think I don't know man. You don't make ropes from your hemp I do not grow hemp, although I did have this great idea, business idea yeah of uh growing male hemp plants and then selling the male plants to people who are next to grows grow operations yeah, because one hemp plant can fertilize all those plants and then all of a sudden they won't produce bud anymore whoa dude, not kind my man uh-huh, not that I'm anti-marijuana or anything, I'm not right.
Speaker 3Yeah, that seems like a jerk move, I just peace.
Speaker 2Can't stand the smell wafting in my bedroom window every single night. Yeah, it's a little overpowering, yeah, yeah my wife has similar issues.
Speaker 3She she hates the smell of it. My stinks. I was just saying somebody hit a skunk smells like a hedge wizard's potion but you know what's that?
Speaker 4searcher I was saying it puts me in mind of some of the more experimental potions the old hedge wizards used to brew.
Speaker 2Yeah, all right.
Speaker 4Always ended up smelling a bit like a troll's sock that's been left by the fire too long. Those did.
Speaker 3It's because of my diet. All right, You're on a hemp milk diet.
Speaker 2Glad you're trying something different. I'm glad you're branching out in the world.
Speaker 3Yeah, you know, I don't want to just have hemp milk with espresso every single time.
Speaker 4Even the bog has more than one kind of squelch. Imagine a world with only one flavor of mischief Unthinkable.
Speaker 2No, it's good yeah.
Speaker 4Did a pixie pluck it from your tongue?
Speaker 3Oh yeah, how rude of me sorry, rude.
Speaker 2What are you drinking, mitch? I am drinking earl grey make it so with double bergamot and corn flour in it. Corn flour yeah corn flour, not like uh flour that you bake with corn flours.
Speaker 3Look at it, see it's got these oh, pretty little blue, that is pretty, I'm pretty. See, it's got these pretty little blue, that is pretty, I'm pretty that is amazing.
Speaker 2It's pleasing to the eye and to the palate.
Speaker 3That's pretty cool. Yeah, I thought it was going to be like pancake batter at first.
Speaker 2Well, and it looks a little better than what she's drinking. What is that exactly? Yeah, what are you having?
Speaker 4I'm drinking Kumon nigori sake, cold and silky on the palate like my nipples.
Drink Introductions and Banter
Speaker 2You know, nigori, nigori sake. Well, you know, I used to drink a lot of nigori sake and I would always tell the people I was drinking with that it was whale semen in the bottom of the cup. Tell the people I was drinking with that it was whale semen in the bottom of the cup. And Well, it was funny that the women would drink it down really quick like it was going out of business or something, and the men would always hold the cup out kind of suspect like oh, I'm not going to drink that. But most of the women.
Speaker 2I hung out with, didn't even hesitate.
Speaker 4They don't call them sperm whales for nothing.
Speaker 2They downed it and asked for more.
Speaker 3They didn't know what was in their Red Bull. Then did they Red Bull yeah, it's got bull semen in it.
Speaker 4Taurine Taurine. Taurine Right Taurine.
Speaker 3Or is that a myth? I'm not sure. I am a Taurus Taurine. Hey, if anybody out there knows, let us know if there's bull semen in Red Bull.
Speaker 2I am a Taurus.
Speaker 4I've been asked for my Taurine quite a bit, so I'm not sure A charmer he is.
Speaker 2What'd you say?
Speaker 4I was just marveling how it must be a very special kind of magic you wield over mortal women so potent, yet entirely invisible to those of us from the other side.
Speaker 2Okay.
Speaker 3Inappropriate.
Speaker 2Inappropriate it's talking about getting us in trouble, showing those things to us in the middle of an episode.
Speaker 4All three of them. Well, it is an audio format so not to bother.
Speaker 2No, I'm not going to milk you.
Speaker 4For information or anything else. You idiot.
Speaker 3Are you talking to me or her? Either one of you, I'm not pulling on any teats. Do you remember when we worked together? And they'd call me Sake Bob.
Speaker 2Yeah, Sake Bob.
Speaker 4Yeah, sake Bob.
Speaker 3Because I love the sake.
Speaker 4A rather polite looking drink, for the mischief it can cause.
Speaker 2Well, we used to make a lot of money and a lot of side tips when drunks would come in and challenge me to drink half a bottle of sake in front of them or eat a golf ball sized piece of wasabi.
Speaker 4Jesus, what an Ramadan. Yeah, and I made quite a bit of side money on that. It was a good side hustle.
Speaker 2Yeah. I remember the guys that would come side money on that. It was a good side hustle yeah.
Speaker 3I remember the guys that would come in and be like, oh, this is supposed to be hot. It's okay, I got it. No problem, and then they would just eat like a big old clump of wasabi and then be like water. Please, Can I get some water over here?
Speaker 2I did tell my buddy John once that it was Japanese. Guacamole, guacamole, I told him it was Japanese guacamole and you know him being Mexican. He just took the whole thing and put it in his mouth.
Speaker 3Oh no, he almost vomited all over the floor. Yeah, that's mean. Well then we proceeded to go drink a bunch of wine and Vietnamese liquor and he did get sick right in the j in the jello salad bowl done that oh anyway, sorry, john, that was a bad night you guys are still friends, yeah, okay, well then, it's all right mexico city, now might not be, I don't know where he is so, sersha, what are you drinking? Wait, did we already do that?
Speaker 2Yeah, she already told us that her knickers were cold.
Speaker 3Yeah, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention.
Speaker 4Rude.
Speaker 3I was distracted by something.
Speaker 2We got to make a rule Everybody keeps their clothes on while we're doing the episodes.
Speaker 3Yeah, sorry I'll put that back on. At least put the banana hammock on the leopard one or the zebra one. I like the red one. Okay, ladybug it is.
Speaker 2All right, so what are we going to talk about today?
Speaker 3I was hoping that we could talk about something like Tanuki Tanuki.
Speaker 2Yeah, why would we? Oh, I see I love Tanuki. Yeah, you love Tanuki. I like Tanuki Tanuki. Yeah, why would we? Oh, I see I love Tanuki. Yeah, you love Tanuki. I love Tanuki. Tanuki is awesome and you have some Tanuki stories Tanuki and Kitsune. They have many adventures together. I think they might even have a podcast somewhere in this world if you look for them hard enough.
Speaker 4And Kotelik and Amakos Mawla.
Speaker 2What's that, Saoirse?
Speaker 4Oh, I was saying, all this talk is taking away time from the stories.
Speaker 2Do you always have to be negative, a negative Nelly?
Speaker 3Let me shift how I'm sitting here on these big old things.
Speaker 2I think, in addition to Tanuki, we should do something kind of spooky also. I think, in addition to Tanuki, we should do something kind of spooky also yeah. Yeah, we should have maybe a couple of Tanuki stories, maybe another story. Mm yeah.
Speaker 4Well, okay then I was beginning to get a bit melancholy there.
Speaker 3Melancholy, yeah, a little melancholy.
Speaker 4Yeah, melancholy you know yeah what.
Speaker 2Melancholy, it means sadancholy.
Speaker 4You know, yeah what.
Speaker 2Melancholy.
Speaker 4It means sad.
Speaker 2Attracts the Nigoare.
Speaker 4What now?
Speaker 2Nigoare.
Speaker 4Oh, right then those freaks.
Speaker 2It's kind of like a big ugly yokai with horns and hair all over its body and it's kind of green colored.
Speaker 4Celadon.
Speaker 2And, yeah, hair all over its body and it's kind of green colored. C'est la donne. And they've got these big kind of twisted mouths that are in this social snarl. Not a real smile but kind of this feigned, fake smile on their face all the time.
Speaker 4These Yokoi have toxic positivity. Can you imagine telling that to the oni over there? Reframe your rage. Why don't you? You'd be reframed into a lovely red mist and he wouldn't be long about it. They're attracted to negative feelings and melancholy, ill-humored and Reminds me of a politician I once tricked into fornicating with a goat.
Speaker 2Or a lawyer. They kind of remind me of lawyers.
Speaker 4Oh, all the clever tricks, but none of the real fun of turning into a horse or leading someone on a merry chase through a bog anyway, uh, they've got these long claws and uh, they're poisonous and I'll let you're butchering it worse than the duke of cumberland.
Speaker 2I'm kind of yeah, I'm butch, I know I'm butchering it.
The Nigawari: Laughter's Dark Side
Speaker 4Hush now you don't have to put me down those negative comments you're giving us the bones don't help, but you've left the ghost out of it entirely and the Niawarai are attracted to that. You know that yeah, so let me tell it and I'll be peachy okay, please, then if you would, Welcome back to Uncanny Coffee Hour everyone. Today, we're venturing deep into the shadowed groves of Japanese folklore to uncover a yokai that finds its power not in fangs or claws, but in something far more unsettling laughter. We're talking about the nigawari, a curious creature indeed. Not all laughter brings joy, as this one reminds us.
Speaker 5Our story begins with a young woman named Hana who lived in a small village nestled beside a sprawling bamboo forest. Hana was known for her cheerful disposition, her own laughter as bright and clear as a summer stream. But lately a shadow had fallen over her. Her older sister, yumi, who had always been quiet and reserved, had become even more withdrawn. Yumi would spend hours staring out the window, a strange, tight smile fixed on her lips, but her eyes held a deep, unreadable sadness. One evening, as dusk painted the sky in hues of purple and grey, hannah heard it, a peculiar rhythmic sound drifting from the direction of the bamboo forest. It was laughter, but not a joyful kind. It was strained, almost painful, as if someone were forcing out mirth. They did not feel Concerned for her sister who had taken to wandering near the forest edge.
Speaker 5Hana decided to investigate. Before she did so, she mentioned it to the village elder, a wise old woman named Obasanfumi. Obasanfumi's face, usually crinkled with kind smiles, grew taut, the Nigawari. She whispered, her voice barely audible. The bitter laughter it is said to appear to those burdened by unspoken sorrow, those who force a smile to hide their pain. It offers a terrible kind of solace to laugh with it, to share in its empty mirth until your own true laughter is forgotten and you become just another echo in its chorus. The old woman explained that the Nigawarai wasn't malicious in the way a demon might be. It was more of a sorrowful entity drawn to concealed grief. It would appear often as a shadowy figure with an unnervingly wide, fixed grin and simply laugh its hollow laugh. Those who heard it, especially those already forcing their smiles, would feel an irresistible compulsion to join in their laughter becoming as empty and strained as the yokai's. Hana was terrified. She realized Yumi's strange, tight smiles and withdrawn nature were exactly the kind of hidden sorrow the Nikowari would seek.
Speaker 5That night the laughter from the bamboo grove was louder, more insistent. Hana knew she had to act. Armed with nothing but a small lantern and a desperate hope, she crept towards the forest. She found Yumi standing just within the first few rows of bamboo. Her back to Hana, yumi was laughing that same strained, joyless sound. And before her, barely visible in the flickering lantern light, was a figure. It was tall and gaunt, draped in what looked like tattered robes, its features obscured by shadow, save for a wide, pale grin that seemed to stretch too far across its face the nigawari. It wasn't looking at Yumi but past her. Its head tilted as if listening to some distant, sorrowful tune, and it laughed. Yumi's shoulders shook with the forced laughter. It it understands. Yumi choked out between the hollow sounds. It knows the smile I have to wear.
Speaker 5Hana, heart pounding, stepped forward. Yumi. She cried out, her voice trembling but clear. That's not real laughter, that's not you. The nigawari slowly turned its head, its grin unwavering. It didn't speak, but its presence was suffocating.
Speaker 5The forced laughter intensified, pressing in on Hana, urging her to join. She felt the corners of her own mouth twitch. She felt a bizarre impulse to mimic the sound. But Hana thought of her sister, of genuine joy, of shared smiles that came from the heart. She focused on a memory Yumi and her as children laughing uncontrollably. She clung to that feeling, that pure, unforced happiness, yumi. Hana said her voice stronger now. Remember when we fell in the river trying to catch frogs? Remember how we laughed until our sides ached. That was real, this isn't.
Speaker 5Slowly, yumi's forced laughter began to falter. She turned her eyes wide and filled with a dawning horror as she looked from the grinning yokai to her sister. The nigawara's laughter seemed to waver too, a flicker of something like surprise in its shadowy form. Hana rushed to Yumi's side, taking her hand. You don't have to force a smile, nisan, she said softly. You can share your sadness with me, you don't have to be alone with it.
Speaker 5Tears began to stream down Yumi's face, washing away the tight, false smile. Real sobs full of pain and release shook her. As Yumi cried, the Nigawari's laughter faded, the oppressive atmosphere lessened. The shadowy figure of the yokai seemed to recede its grin, looking less like a threat and more like a mask of its own sorrow. With a final, almost sighing he it dissolved into the deeper shadows of the bamboo, leaving only the rustling of leaves and the sound of Yumi's genuine, cleansing tears.
Speaker 5Yumi, leaning on Hana, finally confessed the source of her hidden grief a lost love, a broken dream she felt she couldn't share. In speaking it, in allowing her true emotions to surface, the Nigawari's hold was broken. The Niggawarai's hold was broken, they say the Niggawarai still wanders, drawn to the places where smiles hide sorrow. It's a reminder, perhaps, that true strength isn't in always appearing happy, but in having the courage to be honest with our feelings and to share our burdens with those who care, because sometimes the most uncanny horrors are the ones we create within ourselves by refusing to let our true emotions see the light of day.
Mental Health and Forced Smiles
Speaker 3Wow, that made me think about mental health issues, kind of also about how like society makes us feel like we can't really express ourselves. You have to always wear that smile Like. I kind of felt a little bit sorry for the yokai, for the nigawari, yeah.
Speaker 2Yeah, I mean, we all kind of do it. People say, hey, how you doing, and you're expected to say, hey, I'm doing, great how you doing. Yeah, you don't even think, but I'm great how you. And I don't know if I told you, but my last session with my VA counselors this Monday.
Speaker 3Oh, congratulations, thank you.
Speaker 2Thank you. I had to go in and see her for about a year. I had to go in and see her for about a year. It was kind of mandated, but that's all right. Mandated, no, I'm just kidding.
Speaker 3Should I be more scared?
Speaker 2No, but when I did go in and get my rating, I had to talk to the doctor and she gave me this little form to fill out and I think it was a cognitive form, kind of like the president has to go through. Yeah, and on this particular one, there were man think it was a cognitive form, kind of like the the president has to go through and yeah and uh, on this particular one there man woman tv well, there were, there were four animals, uh-huh it was like a camel, uh, a dog, a tiger and a rhinoceros.
Speaker 2okay, and the the doctor, uh, she says to me so what are these animals called? And I said, uh, well, I don't know, I haven't been introduced to them yet, but as soon as I get their names I'll let you know.
Speaker 2She says yes, we've already determined you have an inappropriate sense of humor. That's not inappropriate. I didn't think so either, so you know. She says please write their names beneath them. And I wrote camel, dog, tiger, rhino, and she said this is how you spell rhinoceros. I said oh, come on, who the hell knows how to spell rhinoceros? She says you do have a PhD, do you not?
Speaker 3Not in spelling.
Speaker 2No, exactly I use spell check for that kind of shit.
Speaker 3Who knows how to spell rhinoceros, I mean really, it's knows how to spell rhinoceros.
Speaker 2I mean, really, it's not like I spell rhinoceros every day, right?
Speaker 4Even in the world of the fae, a forced smile is a heavy burden. Oh, better a true tear than a false laugh. I always say I like to feel a bit better by hanging out with you two idgits.
Speaker 3It tickles me funny bone and it's better than eating vegetarian. Yeah, and we'll post the suicide hotline number on the website. I'm thinking just to have it there. I think it's a good idea anyway, um, you know it is, it is I encourage anybody that feels like you need help. Reach out.
Speaker 4Sounds good, yep okay, boys, are you ready for another tale of the uncanny? Let's stir the pout a little and get the show on the road uh okay, hey, I want to hear about tanuki.
Bunbuku Chagama: The Tanuki Teapot
Speaker 3I I brought up tanuki at the beginning. You guys have both brushed me off. I want to hear about tanuki. Tanuki is the coolest, as you know.
Speaker 4Yeah, tanuki is good a lovely mischief maker with huge ghoulies.
Speaker 2Should bring a smile. Also. There is a story that I know.
Speaker 3Oh well, you know what? Speaking of stirring pots, or perhaps being a pot, I heard a classic Japanese folk story. It's about a tanuki, a Buddhist monastery, and a rather extraordinary teapot. I'm trying to remember what it's called.
Speaker 2You're talking about Bunbuku Chagama? Yeah, that's it the teapot in the monastery story yes, yes, yes. The Morinja Monastery. That's one of my favorites, actually. Many of you have probably heard it, maybe not. If not, let's go listen to one.
Speaker 4I often depicted with impressive charm, scrotal fortitude, shall we say, useful for all sorts of things in their legends, from raincoats to fishing nets. But that's a tale for another time. Perhaps this one's a bit more domestic, at least to start.
Speaker 3Exactly so. Settle in, grab your favorite mug. Hopefully it doesn't sprout legs. Let's journey to the Minji Monastery.
Speaker 2Our story begins in a quiet old monastery called Morinji, nestled beside a whispering bamboo grove. The monks there lived a simple life of prayer, meditation and daily chores. One crisp autumn day the head priest realized their ancient cracked teapot was well past its prime. He sent a young acolyte to the nearby town to fetch a new one. The acolyte returned with a rather handsome bronze teapot, a chagama. It wasn't flashy but it felt sturdy, well-made. The monks were pleased and quickly put it to use boiling water for their tea ceremonies and daily needs.
Speaker 3But soon strange things started happening around this new teapot.
Speaker 4Oh, did they now? It would be left on the hearth, only to be found on a different shelf entirely. Sometimes it would bubble and steam with a life of its own, even when the fire beneath it was just embers. The monk in charge of the kitchen, a nervous fellow named Kenji, swore he once saw tiny furry feet peeking out from under it, vanishing in a blink.
Speaker 2The strangest event occurred one afternoon during a particularly solemn tea ceremony, the teapot sitting innocuously over the coals suddenly sprouted a bushy tail Poof Gasp.
Speaker 3The monks were stunned. Then a furry tanuki head popped out from where the lid should be, its mischievous eyes blinking at the assembly. Before anyone could even utter a prayer or a curse, the head and tail vanished. Poof. It was just a teapot again, though it seemed to be vibrating with suppressed laughter.
Speaker 4The head priest, a wise old soul who knew a thing or two about the spirits and creatures of the land, suspected the truth. He gathered the monks, my brothers. He said, his voice calm. It seems our new teapot is not a teapot at all, but a tanuki in disguise. Let us treat it with kindness. Tanuki are not inherently evil, merely fond of a good jest.
Speaker 2The monks, though initially a bit spooked, were also rather intrigued. A magical teapot. They started leaving out small offerings a saucer of good sake, a few choice mushrooms near the hearth. The teapot seemed to appreciate this. The strange occurrences became less startling and more playful. Sometimes it would perform little wobbling dances on the hearth when no one was looking too closely. Its bronze surface shimmering.
Speaker 3One day, a traveling performer arrived at Morinji seeking shelter for the night. He was a puppeteer and an acrobat Just like me, but his luck had been poor and his spirits were low. My spirits are low. The monks, wanting to offer him some cheer, decided to let him in on their secret.
Speaker 4Our teapot. The head priest explained to the astonished performer, his eyes twinkling is actually a gifted tanuki named Shukaku. Perhaps he?
Speaker 2could be of some assistance to your act.
Speaker 3Shukaku or that was the teapot's name, who had been listening intently from his teapot disguise, seemed to ponder this then, with a dramatic flourish of steam, he transformed fully into his tanuki form, a portly, cheerful creature with a wide, infectious grin, to everyone's utter amazement, shukaku was a fantastic acrobat and dancer. He could walk a tightrope strung between two prayer strands, juggle persimmons with incredible dexterity and perform hilarious pantomimes that had the stoic monks clutching their sides with laughter.
Speaker 2The performer was overjoyed. This was the miracle act he needed. He proposed that Shukaku join him. Shukaku, who clearly loved an audience and the thrill of performance, readily agreed. The monks, though a little sad to see their magical teapot friend go, knew it was for the best. They gave Shukaku their blessings and a generous portion of sweet rice cakes for the journey.
Speaker 3And so Shukaku and the performer traveled the length and breadth of Japan. Their act, the miraculous dancing teapot because Shukaku often began his performance in teapot form before his grand reveal drew enormous crowds. Shukaku brought laughter and a touch of wonder wherever he went, and the performer well.
Speaker 2He became quite wealthy. They welcomed him back with open arms and hearts. Shukaku, no longer needing to hide his true nature, lived out his days at the monastery. Sometimes he was tanuki, sharing stories with the younger acolytes, and sometimes, just for old time's sake, he'd curl up as a contented bronze teapot by the hearth. He was always a beloved member of their community.
Speaker 3The Morinji Monastery. Did I say that right? Yes, morinji. The Morinji Monastery became known far and wide for its association with the magical Tanuki teapot, a testament to the surprising wonders that can arise from simple kindness and an open mind. And they say even to this day. The temple of Morinji-numa in Guma Prefecture is said to house the legendary Bambuku Chagama. That was a charming story.
Speaker 4Adorable.
Speaker 3It had that wonderful blend of folklore humor and a really sweet message about acceptance.
Speaker 2I think Abso-friggin-lutely, and it makes you look twice at your kitchenware. I mean, doesn't it? Grime you never know what might be hiding. In plain sight Bugs, I mean my kettle.
Speaker 4Blood.
Speaker 2It's been looking a little shifty lately. You might want to clean it. I said shifty, not shitty, oh, okay.
Speaker 4Aye, kindness is a potent magic, often more powerful than any spell. And who wouldn't want a teapot that can do a jig, though I imagine it makes pouring a bit of a challenge mid-dance, I imagine it makes pouring a bit of a challenge mid-dance.
Speaker 2Okay, we got time for another one.
Speaker 4We're over yeah.
Speaker 2No, yeah, we got, no, we still got.
Speaker 4No time? Yeah, I think so.
Speaker 2We got time.
Speaker 4You'll talk until the stones grow moss.
Gengoro: The Sake-Loving Tanuki
Speaker 2So one of my favorites also. This one comes from the Tokuridani Valley. Easy for you to say Tokuridani Valley, Easy for you to say Tokuridani. Saints preserve us, okay, this one comes from the Tokuridani Valley, which, fittingly enough, translates to the Sake Flask Valley.
Speaker 3I like the sound of that already.
Speaker 4Sake Bob, that sounds too good to be true.
Speaker 2Tokuridani, tokuridani, yep you got it, saoirse, it was too good to be true.
Speaker 4Tokuridani, tokuridani.
Speaker 2Yep, you got it, saoirse.
Speaker 4Lift them shirts and slap those tummies to start us off. Tanuki style boys.
Speaker 3All right.
Speaker 2I think we're having too much fun with this, yeah.
Speaker 4Tanuki style. Oh my goodness, the agents All right.
Speaker 3Our story begins in Tokuridani Valley, a lush, hidden place famous for its clear springs and the wild grapes that grew in abundance, making it a haven for well amateur brewers of all sorts. I know a few of those yeah, me too Including the local Tanuki population. The most notorious of these was an old Tanuki known only as Gengoro.
Speaker 2Gengoro wasn't a bad sort not really, but he was certainly mischievous. And he had two great loves in his life Finely aged sake and playing tricks on humans who occasionally ventured into his valley to gather herbs or firewood. His favorite trick involved his remarkable ability to shapeshift.
Speaker 4Oh, gengoro could be anything A mossy stone by the path, a beautiful woman beckoning travelers towards a non-existent inn, or, most commonly, a Jizo statue, one of those little stone guardians you see by the roadside. He'd wait until a pious traveler left a small offering of rice cakes or a coin, then poof.
Speaker 3The offering would be gone and the statue would have mysteriously vanished, leaving the traveler bewildered. The local sake brewer, a grumpy but hardworking man named Kichibai, close enough.
Speaker 2Close enough.
Speaker 3Is it Suffered from Gengoro's antics? Kichibai would often leave flasks of his newest brew outside his workshop to cool in the evening air.
Speaker 2You can guess what happened next, can't you? More often than not, kichibé would come out in the morning to find a flask or two significantly lighter, or sometimes entirely empty, with only a few stray tanuki hairs and the faint, lingering scent of sake-fueled revelry as evidence.
Speaker 4Kichube would shake his fist at the forest, cursing that thieving gengaro, but he never could catch the crafty tanuki. He set traps, but gengaro, often disguised as a harmless rabbit or a flitting butterfly, would simply lead Kichube on a merry chase until the brewer gave up in exhaustion.
Speaker 3One year, a terrible drought struck the region. The springs in Tokorodani Valley began to dry up, the wild grapes withered on the vine and even Kichibai's well was running dangerously low. Despair settled over the village. Kichibai feared he wouldn't be able to brew any sake, for an autumn festival was running dangerously low.
Speaker 2Despair, settled over the village, kichibai feared he wouldn't be able to brew any sake for an autumn festival, a crucial event for the community's spirits and economy. Even Gengoro felt the pinch. His favorite hidden streams were mere trickles and the forest was unusually quiet For the first time. The old tanuki wasn't in the mood for pranks. He missed the gurgle of full flasks and the happy songs of the villagers during the brewing season.
Speaker 3It just happens when you get older. Yeah, it's a little more of a trickle, less of a stream.
Speaker 4Jasis, am I telling a story with 12-year-olds? One sweltering afternoon, kichibé sat dejectedly outside his workshop staring at his last, nearly empty water barrel. Suddenly he saw a large, rather plump toad hopping slowly towards the forest. But there was something odd about this toad. It seemed to be carrying a small woven leaf basket on its back.
Speaker 3Kichibay, curious despite his gloom, followed it. The toad hopped with surprising agility deep into a part of the valley. Kitchibay had never explored A place where the rocks were slick with moss, even in drought. It disappeared into a dark crevasse behind a curtain of ivy. Do you say crevice or crevasse? Crevasse, crevice is what you say, yeah, crevasse. I sound cooler, though, if I say crevasse.
Speaker 2Well, you're looking at slick rock and a slick crevice behind a curtain.
Speaker 3Children, I tell you, Kitschibai hesitated, then pushed the ivy aside, as any man should. Kichibai hesitated, then pushed the ivy aside as any man should.
Speaker 2I'm leaving that in. You know, inside was a small hidden grotto and there, in the dim light, was a tiny crystal clear spring still flowing steadily. And beside the spring, no longer a toad, but in his true form, his true tanuki form, was Gengoro carefully filling small gourds with water.
Speaker 4Gengoro looked up, startled sake gourds dropping from his paws. He clearly expected Kichibé to be furious, but Kichibé just stared at the spring, then at Gengoro, who was now trying to look very small and innocent, his big belly comically deflating.
Speaker 3Gengoro Kichibé said his voice hoarse Is this, is this where you've been getting water? Gingoro nodded sheepishly, pointing a claw towards the village. He then made gestures of pouring water into a large barrel, then drinking sake and patting his belly happily.
Speaker 2Kichibé understood Gengoro, the sake-loving trickster, had found a secret spring and had been in his own tanuki way trying to ensure there would still be sake. Perhaps he'd even been borrowing Kichibé's flasks to secretly share the precious water with the other smaller forest creatures.
Speaker 4Kichibe wasn't a man prone to sentiment, but a reluctant smile touched his lips. He didn't scold Gengoro. Instead he said well, old rogue, it seems you're not entirely useless this spring. It could save us.
Speaker 3And it did. Working together, an unlikely alliance of grumpy brewer and mischievous Tanuki, they managed to pipe enough water from the secret spring to Kichibai's workshop. It wasn't much, but it was enough. Kichibai brewed a special batch of sake, not as much as usual, but precious nonetheless. He called it Tanuki's Gift.
Speaker 2At the autumn festival. When Kichibé told the story, the villagers were astonished and that night they left out an extra large flask of Tanuki's Gift at the edge of the forest. In the morning the flask was empty, with just a single, perfectly ripe wild grape left beside it.
Speaker 3A tanuki's thank you it was just a little turd why would he leave a?
Speaker 2grape well it might have been one of those big japanese grapes. Oh, which would be cool. Yeah, that would be. I just planted some of those big Japanese grapes, which would be cool.
Speaker 3Yeah, that would be cool.
Speaker 2I just planted some of those by the way.
Speaker 3Oh, yeah, anyway, back to the story oh yeah, Sorry yeah.
Speaker 4Gengoro never stopped his pranks entirely. Of course, he was a tanuki after all. But from that day on there was a new understanding between him and Kichibei, and sometimes, on quiet nights, the brewer would swear. He heard a faint drumming from Tokuradani Valley, a happy rhythm that sounded suspiciously like a tanuki patting a very full, very satisfied belly.
Speaker 3And that's the tale of Gengoro, the tanuki of Tokuradani Valley, A bit of a rascal but with a good heart under all that fur and mischief.
Speaker 2I really love that. I mean it kind of shows that tricksters can have their moments of you know, not really heroism but helpfulness, you know, in their own unique way.
Speaker 3He was a hero. Come on.
Speaker 2He provided sake. Yeah, I wonder what he swirled around in the sake to make it to his gift.
Speaker 4I think he added a little gift to their, his grapes, it's grapes now that would be one way to keep orders from drinking your drink it is a powerful motivator.
Speaker 2So, uh, what are we going to talk about next time?
Speaker 3Well, they'll just have to tune in and find out. Stay uncanny. Everyone Drink your coffee or tea or sake.
Speaker 4That's right Hydrate.
Speaker 3Or tea, or both, or all three.
Speaker 2Yeah, whatever you feel like you want to take us out of here?
Speaker 3we don't we don't kink shame.
Speaker 2They can drink all three if they want if you want to have a threesome of coffee, tea and sake, that's fine with me, oh that reminds me of this party I went to in 1773.
Speaker 4There was tea and roe fleas flying everywhere. There was Grandpa Spuds.
Speaker 2I love Grandpa Spuds.
Speaker 4Okay, then the Orating Octogenarian. It is Hold me drink.
Speaker 2Alrighty.
Closing and Credits
Speaker 4No, hold on to it, you're going to spill it. Yeah, thank you kindly. Okay, here goes. Thanks for listening. Join us next time.
Speaker 2Remember never whistle at night and, above all else, remember we are not all monsters.
Speaker 3Thanks to all of our listeners out there.
Speaker 2Uncanny Coffee Hour is produced by Bob Masson and.
Speaker 3Mitch Kiyotakitsune. Executive producer. Gracie the Wonder Dog.
Speaker 2Woof, woof. Uncanny Coffee Hour is copyright protected by all laws, foreign, domestic and uber-natural by the Unseelie Court. Yup, yeah, yup, yeah. That'd be great. Yup, let's go then, all right.
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