(This part needs to have more presence...)

(It's supposed to be a reflection of what we felt when we first saw or learned about RAD WEEKEND.)

Phew...
I managed to put together one song.

So, let's try hearing it from the beginning.

(It's not bad...
I've captured the feelings I was hoping to.)

(But it's still missing a few things...)

(All of the songs in RAD WEEKEND made us so excited.)

(We all felt a fire light up inside of us...
I remember that vividly.)

(But this song doesn't cause any of that to happen.)

(It lacks depth...
Nothing about it makes my heart race.
It's incomplete in that sense.)

(After getting help from Soma with composing, I thought I'd come to understand how to imbue music with powerful feelings to create a powerful sound...)

(But where do I go from here...?
I could try to fix what I already have...)

No, I shouldn't bother...
This song won't help surpass RAD WEEKEND anyway.

I need to start over.

...

(I've made songs using a few different approaches since then...)

(But none feel right.
They're all missing that spark.)

(Why is that...?)

Am I really up to this task...?

If my first song is going this poorly, then what does it mean for the rest?

No, don't say that...

Ken believes that I can do this.
So, I need to figure out what's wrong.

I'm back.

...!
Dad...

(He's coming home later than usual...
No, he said he has a performance at a concert hall coming up.)

(Which means he must be very busy preparing for it. He even said that he'd be playing some of his own songs, so he may've been working on...)

Oh...

(What would he think of my song...?)

(He's both a professional musician and composer. There's a chance that he may be able to point out the issues with this song—)

(No, wait...)

(Dad still doesn't really approve of street music. He may not even be willing to listen to it...)

(Also, given its quality, I'm not sure if he should hear it...)

(No...
I should still ask despite the odds.)

(Beggars can't be choosers.)

Dad, I know you just got home, but do you have a minute to talk?

Fine, but make it quick...
I have a busy day tomorrow.

I'd like for you to listen to this song I wrote.

One you wrote...?

Yes.
It's for an event that—

I refuse.

...

Why are you even asking? You chose to not take the same path as me.

I had a feeling you'd say that...

But I still want you to listen to it.
As a creator, I'd like to hear what you have to say about it...

...

Right now, I...
We're getting ready to put on an incredibly important event.

An event that means everything to us.
If it doesn't go well, our dream may never come true.

And I've been asked to come up with the songs for it...

That's why I need to produce some good ones no matter what.

So, please!
Tell me what you think! Anything will do!

I've already heard it.

Huh?

It's the one you've been playing on your speakers, no? You could hear it throughout the whole house. Did you think I wouldn't notice?

Oh...
I'm sorry...

So, what did you think...

It's not worthy of assessment...

What...?

Your song lacks pride...

...

That is all.

Wait, Dad...!

It lacked pride...?

(He probably thinks I'm pathetic to ask for his advice after turning my back on his tutelage...)

(Perhaps...
My lack of confidence was at the forefront and this song has just become an expression of that.)

(No, I don't have time to be feeling down.)

(I have to keep looking for a way to produce that energy and atmosphere...)