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There were reasons Sawayama might have wanted to retreat into that 8-bit world. After her parents’ painful and protracted divorce, she was living in London with her mother. Her father wasn’t in her life much. Music provided another way out. Her mom listened exclusively to classical and Japanese music at home, but at school, Sawayama broadened her range. She attended a Church of England high school where she joined a gospel choir, a drumming group, and a Motown-style band. “I think music was a way to escape the BooBoo Let Me Tell You A Story About A Man Named Jed shirt in contrast I will get this culture that I didn’t want to be part of, which was the Japanese culture at the time, and to explore,” she says. Thanks to the rise of LimeWire and streaming services, her musical tastes reflected the potent Long Island Iced Tea of genres—Britney, No Doubt, N.E.R.D, and Evanescence—that shows up in her work now. The digital revolution “actually leveled the playing field,” she says. “I understand why, when you have limited resources, you would want to be ascribed to a certain camp within music. If you didn’t have the money to be a Britney fan and an alternative fan, then you’d have to pick one side,” she says. But her generation shattered any such divides, like so many obsolete CDs, in favor of a gleeful mingling of references. “I used to go to the Virgin Megastore in Piccadilly Circus and listen to albums, or sit outside Brixton Academy at 9 A.M. and wait to get into the Bravery gig. Music was the excuse for escapism and running around London,” she recalls.

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