About as melancholy as music gets. Morita Doji is one of Japan's most obscure female acid folk musicians. Supposedly, she began her career as a musician in her 20s after the death of a close friend. But you don't have to understand Japanese to feel the perpetual sorrow in her music. The song structures and production are unique and well-orchestrated. Her songs often have a cinematic feel to them, most likely a Spaghetti Western influence. This is the third of her seven albums that she released between 1975 and 1983, after which she completely vanished from the face of the Earth. To the best of my knowledge all of her albums are now out of print. It appears as though she wants to erase those sad years from her life.
Thanks goes out to Jay for introducing me to the genius of Morita Doji.