Thanks to Saki, Tsuji Aiko, Georg Odijk and A-Musik, Manfred Hess and Hessischer Rundfunk, Nuno Moita and Grain of Sound, and everyone else who has contributed to this project.

KEY: * Japanese language translated into English appears in italics. * Music lyrics are underlined. 01. "TSR1 SIGN ON ELECTROACOUSTIC COMPOSITION" TIME (MM:SS): 01:11 (Program Sign-on) Terre: So, how should we begin? Saki: Hello.... Hello, Terriko. Terre: (Laughing) How do you do? Saki: How do you do? Um... Terre: Would you like to try in English? Saki: Japanese-English... Terre: Together? Okay... Saki: Okay... Terre: Yeah... Saki: Yes... Terre: Trans-language, right? Saki: Trans-language... (Laughing)

02. "TSR2 SAKI PART 1 ELECTROACOUSTIC COMPOSITION" TIME (MM:SS): 02:44 Saki (Part 1: Beginnings) Saki: My name is Saki. I am Japanese and Transgendered. Three years ago I started this style, because I like this style. When I was a junior high school student... my adoration of this style began, and I wondered... why am I a man? I envied women. They wear skirts and make-up. When I was a child it was a secret, secret... yes... while a junior high school student. But, sometimes I dressed up at home inside my house... but I thought it was bad so I stopped. I really held it in, for a long time, until I moved out on my own. I live on my own now, so I dress in this style. Maybe I think most people start cross-dressing in one's own room, in front of a mirror. To step outside it is too frightening.   The scene was midnight. I went as far as a local vending machine and returned home. It was like that.   The first time I went out in the daylight was to Harajuku in Tokyo. Many people... I was in this style, Japanese school girl style. My heart was pounding. But it was very fun because, because people, nobody cared. When I wear jeans, they see a man. When I wear a skirt, they see a woman. I am lucky. My face is feminine, style is feminine. I'm not big. I wear the Japanese school girl's style. For example, white blouse, navy vest, navy blazer, Tartan-check skirt, and white high socks and loafers... school girl style. Maybe there is no meaning to it... I have no money, this is a cheap style. Maybe when I can no longer pass as a student I will dress in an adult lady style. But everyone tries to preserve this image. Sometimes I dress in a different style, but they ask, "Why? Why? You should dress as a school girl!" Everyone says so. Maybe my next look will be a Japanese office lady uniform. When I can no longer dress as a school girl, I think I will dress in a women's office worker uniform.

03. "TSR3 PROGRAM ID ELECTROACOUSTIC COMPOSITION" TIME (MM:SS): 00:08 Program identification.

04. "TSR4 WENDY ELECTROACOUSTIC COMPOSITION" TIME (MM:SS): 02:02 There Was A Girl/There Was A Boy.Wendy (15 Minutes Of Shame) Montel: What's going on? This must just be your style, right? Huh? Like you're not into... into boyish kinda things or anything. What's going on? Wendy: I don't know, I just... I play a lot of sports and I guess it's comfortable to me. Montel: Uh-huh, it's comfortable? What's that? Wendy: It's just comfortable wearing guy's clothes, I guess. Montel: I know, but you know... I know you're into guys, right? Right? That's what I've been told. Wendy: Yeah. Montel: That's right, so those cute guys out there are not gonna want to just accept the jock next door. They want, you know, girly next door.   So Wendy went for her makeover and we barely recognized her when she came back out. Take a look at this.   You know Wendy before... take a look at Wendy before. Please welcome the new Wendy to the show!   (Loud distortion noise) Girl Friend: Oh, I can't believe it! Oh, you're so beautiful! Look at you! Montel: What do you think, Wendy? Girl Friend: Oh my God! Montel: Wendy, what do you think, babes? What do you think? Girl Friend: So pretty! Montel: What do you think, Wendy? Wendy: (Unemotionally) I really like it. Montel: You really like it? You look gorgeous, girlfriend!   Here's the update. Now Wendy really loved her new look, and in fact she's gotten so into it that now it takes her an hour to get ready for school instead of the ten minutes it used to take. Music: There was a girl... There was a boy...

05. "TSR5 PROGRAM ID ELECTROACOUSTIC COMPOSITION" TIME (MM:SS): 00:07 Program identification.

06. "TSR6 STAND UP ELECTROACOUSTIC COMPOSITION" TIME (MM:SS): 06:03 Stand Up (They're Not Laughing At Me, They're Laughing With Me) Terre: (Responding to woman laughing loudly in audience.) She has a beautiful voice, doesn't she? Is it any wonder why I don't put more effort into sounding like a woman?   So yes, I spent my high school years as a hillbilly gender bender. And when I turned eighteen I just got the hell out of there, you know. I just ran for New York as fast as I could. So I had been there about, I don't know, five or six months and I was riding the subway, doing alright. Suddenly the door flies open between cars and in comes a group of five or six Puerto Rican queens, and I mean they were flaming. And these queens were like, you know, horsing around a bit... pretty young, but I thought, "Oh, wow! This is really cool. Yeah, you know, like a gang of Queers, yeah. It's like, 'we're safe now!' Right on, sister! You know, they were horsing around, and then suddenly all these queens are standing around me, and the kind of head queen - I'll just never forget her, she's real thin - starts calling me, "Bitch!" And I'm thinking like, "Excuse me? What is going on?" And suddenly the train stops and this queen grabs me by my hair, and literally yanks my head down to the floor, slams my body to the floor, and drags me by my hair off the train. I mean, talk about your surprises... I did not see that coming! So I'm getting dragged off the train. Luckily it happens to be my stop.   So this queen starts dragging me up the stairs to the train transfer, and I don't know if you know New York, but this was the 14th Street station transfer between the L and One/Nine Lines, and that is a long underpass. So she's dragging me by my hair - I'm still on the ground, disoriented and unable to get up yet - dragging me by my hair up the stairs and all her little cronies are giggling it up and stuff. And she's just going, "Bitch! Bitch!" and gets me to the top of the stairs. I try to get up and she swings me around and throws me down to the ground and goes, "You like that, don't you bitch!" I'm trying to get up, but every time just before I can get up she grabs me again by the hair, slams me down, spins me around so that I'm dizzy and disoriented... And I just remember going through this pass maybe about, like, two or three yards at a time, getting thrown down, and... Nobody really seemed to express any sort of alarm or anything. And this queen just kept throwing me down, and every now and then one of these other queens would kick me or something. And, just "Bitch! Bitch!" And I'm thinking, like, "What the fuck is going on here?!" Why isn't anybody helping... or at least getting... I'm like, I didn't expect them to jump in and take on this gang of Puerto Rican queens, but it's like, you know... why didn't somebody just run and get some help from the staff or something? And so I'm trying to get up... I'm getting hysterical, of course, and... I finally manage to get up and run, just run as fast and hard as I can to get to the other end of the transfer just to get away from these queens, and, um... As I get there, there are two Metro Police officers that are supposed to patrol the subways, and they're just exiting the station right then, and I grab one of them by the arm... These are like real police officers, with guns, and they're like real - real, you know, American cops, you know? So, I'm like, "Look, I'm being chased by these guys! You gotta help me!" And literally this guy just says, "It's not my business," and walks out. And I'm standing there like, "What the fuck is going on here?"   (Speech starts to get more nervous)   Meanwhile, this gang of queens is still coming down through the transfer, you know. They're taking their time. You can hear them whooping it up as they come down. And then I go to, like, you know, the station attendant who's inside this bullet proof, uh, case, you know, to sell the tokens to get into the subway and I'm like, "Look, please call the police! Get some help!" "I don't want anything to do with it," she's saying. And, you know, I'm just thinking, like, "What... what is going on here?" and, and you know, where is... Where are the people who are supposed to be helping me? Where is the... You know, this... betrayal of being beaten up by a gang of sisters, you know? And at the same time having these other people not wanting anything to do with it, and these people looking at me as if, like, well... I'm on the floor, looking up, looking at them, and they aren't doing anything, and they don't even... They don't even look concerned, and...   So I manage to... a different train comes in and I manage to jump into a train before, you know... get into a different train and leave the station before this other, before the gang got back there and... You know, I just don't know how to deal with this situation, and, and, and.... I'm holding my head, like this with my hands in my hair and, and I pull my hand down and it's, it's filled with, with hair... You know, because they had pulled out my hair. It was all loose. Just, my hair, my hand was just filled with hair.

07. "TSR7 STILL LIFE ELECTROACOUSTIC COMPOSITION" TIME (MM:SS): 05:04 Music: Still Life w/Numerical Analysis.

08. "TSR8 PROGRAM ID ELECTROACOUSTIC COMPOSITION" TIME (MM:SS): 00:07 Program identification.

09. "TSR9 SAKI PART 2 ELECTROACOUSTIC COMPOSITION" TIME (MM:SS): 02:12 Saki (Part 2: "I Like Travel") Saki: My name is Saki. I am Japanese and Transgendered. I like travel. Kyoto, Osaka, Nara... for four or five days at a time. At first I only travelled in Tokyo. Next was Yokohama, then Chiba... going further and further. The first time I dressed like this in the trains, nobody paid any attention. I went alone. The train to Kyoto and Nara was a night train.   Usually, when transitioning from a man to a woman, nobody dresses as a school girl. But perhaps my face is young, so I can get away with it. Nobody acts surprised, so I'm really lucky. I like it.   When Japanese school girls want to stand out in a crowd, on their own time, they raise their skirts and pull their socks tighter. It's really cute and sexy. Long skirts are out. I always wear colorful Tartan check skirts.   When riding the train, nobody harasses me. They don't yell, "Pervert!" or anything. People really don't do anything. I don't have money, so I can't take the bullet trains or express trains. I go by local train. From Tokyo to Kyoto, eight hours. It's really tiring. It's open seating with many people, and they sit next to me and don't pay any attention to me.   I like travel.