Umiri Yahata
The Enigmatic Bassist of a Thousand Bands
Bass in hand, heartbeat steady — let’s make magic.
I move between bands like a shadow between songs — silent, necessary, always in time. I’m not the spotlight, I’m the pulse beneath it. Thirty bands and counting, all held up by my groove. Some call me Timoris. Some don’t call me at all. I’m used to it.
What I'm Into: soundcheck silence, the weight of a bass neck, backstage tea, locking in the rhythm, haunting the harmonics
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