The Littl' Bits - Staff

Staff

Japanese Version (Mori no Yoki na Kobito-tachi Berufi to Rirubitto)

  • Created by: Shigeru Yanagawa, Tomoyuki Miyata, Tatsunoko Production
  • Executive Producer: Kenji Yoshida
  • Planning: Tatsunoko Production Planning Team, Tokyu Agency
  • Production Supervisor: Ryoichi Yamada, Masakazu Fujii
  • Chief Director: Masayuki Hayashi
  • Episode Director: Masayuki Hayashi, Norio Yazawa, Shinichi Tsuji, Mizuho Nishikubo, Hiroshi Iwata, Hideo Furusawa, Masakazu Higuchi, Shigeru Omachi
  • Screenplay/Storyboards: Akiyoshi Sakai, Naoko Miyake, Takao Koyama, Yoshiko Takagi, Yu Yamamoto, Shigeru Yanagawa, Yuji Suzuki, Osamu Sekiguchi, Norio Yazawa, Masayuki Hayashi
  • Music: Takeo Watanabe
  • Character Design: Akiko Shimomoto, Hiromitsu Morita
  • Animation Director: Hiromitsu Morita, Hayao Nobe
  • Theme Song Performance: Kumiko Oosugi (OP- Mori he Oide Yo; ED- Oyasumi Chuchuna)
  • Camera: Studio Gallop
  • Laboratory: Orient Laboratory (now IMAGICA)
  • Broadcaster: Tokyo 12 Channel (7 January to 7 July 1980)
  • Production: Tatsunoko Production Co., Ltd.

English Version (The Littl' Bits)

  • Script: Michael McConnohie (episode 2)
  • Music: Haim Saban, Shuki Levy
  • Associate Producer: Eric S. Rollman
  • Executive Producer: Jerald E. Bergh
  • Producer: Winston Richard
  • Supervising Producer: Winston Richard
  • Supervising Writer: Robert V. Barron
  • Voice Director: Tim Reid
  • Opening and Closing Theme Vocalist: Rachelle Cano

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