又要PACK 行李前，UNPACK了Josh ROUSE的 Subtitulo,实在是下了很久都懒的UNPACK
看着窗外的灰蒙蒙,
好象,是干净的有些绿的黑板，等着我用细糯的粉笔,描出些什么
而我,是一个看着白纸就会忍不住要画曲线的家伙

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强烈推荐下,心情在任何坡度听都suit的

BTW这应该是我最后1次打包去闵行了,恩

发现SLSK文件夹里一堆 连BAND名都没听过的东西
塞到FOOBAR里RANDOM

看了会数学,
近来正好放到 Under Byen,Samme Stof Som Stof,

06年的一张(我无法追忆,它存在的时间)

非常应我准备潜伏的状态,让我安心DIVE IN.

进蔚蓝,深蓝,只有蓝,

声纳,幽声

我要蛰伏,开始.
等待,清算日子

PLUS,GUYS我只是不想说话而已,不想发声,excuse moi.I'M really okie.
我把Under Byen,1股脑2全塞到FOOBAR里了

MP3由于用来放PP的原因，只留下一首<阳台>,张潜浅的
LOOP IT
天开始下雨,在GODOT画报的前面

雨声,闪电跑在雷电的前面
不停响的防盗警报声
交杂

潜浅哼唧着:别人的理想是出人头地 他的梦想是晃来晃去
我走着，晃几着
身边的人,象无翼的生物滑过我,在路上
美的,丑的
吸引我的，还有，让我皱眉的

其实我也想，撑一把巨大的伞
若是没有，就不要破烂的花伞
我行色匆匆 有点来路不明

91' 秋天，MILES带着以被他驯服的小号离开人间，
留下"doo-bop"张rap-jazz fusion album
向来HIPHOP给我的感觉停步于节奏感的诱惑，
实在是某些RAPPER和词人懒惰粗鄙过了头，
而看见这张只有三首歌有LYRICS的CD的REVIEW，
说到身为RAPPER的J.R. and A.B和Easy Mo Bee "show near-perfect interplay between vocals and trumpet"
虽然我认为near perfect也许还待商权
但的确有"give Miles plenty of solo room"
我不管后MILES时代是否来到，亦或JAZZ是和HIPHOP Fusion或Rock'n Roll创造the dance music of a generation

吸引我的是地主的话，

"这是第一次在RAP里听到哀伤。然后突然觉得，RAP是最哀伤的一种歌曲样式。
已经唱不成调了，只能喃喃自语。
极度哀伤的时候，我们是不是连话都说不完整?甚至说不出口。
别看那节奏是HIGH的，HIGH完之后，必定哀伤。"

纯粹生理激素分泌造成的快乐和快感后，更大的空洞产生

最可怜的是大笑之后，不知笑的原由，失去笑的动力，

在人群嬉笑中，感到

无垠悲伤

Salute Miles

这个算古典可以，算原声亦可

象很多描写musician的片子一样（Shine，Beethoven，她比烟花寂寞什么的），32 Short Films About Glenn Gould 中的音乐皆出自Gould的演奏

不过可惜，这部

荣获加拿大Genie奖最佳影片、最佳导演、最佳摄影、最佳剪辑四项大奖
时代杂志：[集才智、标新立异与敏锐见识于一身]
意大利威尼斯影展、加拿大多伦多影展与台北金马国际影展最受欢迎影片
我却未曾得见

封套上说，

崇拜他的人象一群忠實的信徒
膜拜他所有的音樂思維
許多人糢徬他
而他依舊是 古爾德——音樂史上僅有的現象

雖然並非完全認同，不過古爾德的不可复制是肯定的

这个家伙对这张ＣＤ的Ｅ文comment浅显又贴切，就不转述翻译了^^

　　"This is an outstanding soundtrack to an outstanding movie. 

          For the listener who is new to Gould, this CD presents Gould's talents as a Bach performer, as well as his less well-known, but equally impressive talents as a performer of late 19th and 20th century music, with some stringent, thrilling Beethoven to boot.

         For the experienced Gould listener,it provides a chance to compare and contrast Gould's approach to various forms of music.
　　One of the most noteworthy pieces on this CD is the interpretation of the Adagio from Richard Strauss's youthful Piano Sonata in B minor. Recorded close to the time of his death, it reveals the rare pianist who can play Romantic music with incredible clarity and emotional depth. Gould's approach to this piece is tender and wistful, distant in a way that affords it a sense of isolation and profound sadness. The reprise of Bach's music at the end of the CD is chilling and bursting with Gould's uniquely emotional approach to this music. Listening to this CD is an experience in and of itself"

P.S. Background tune from我最初也最爱听Gould的24平均率(The Well-Tempered Clavier)

从来没有想过,在身体疲倦，而头脑清醒的时刻

听到女子清唱的感觉会是怎样.

木制的Suzanne,如此特别.

至少，能在自己专集中放一首完全无伴奏,无和声,只一自我女子琐碎的Cafe Mornin'

我只能用木制来形容她, 木般毫无造作,如自然般宽容大气.(能只因喜欢DNA的混音而特别出张single,很多拿着垃圾当音乐的港台小屁孩儿就是够不着的)

Suzanne的Luka,是我所听其第一首,却没想到,轻松的曲调,讲得却是受虐儿童的主题.

而Tom's diner,只坐在雨外，在繁忙NY的转角Cafe,而落地窗外的雨模糊了浮躁与宁静

窗外，只是浮世绘. 无所谓大隐隐于市

这样的时刻,应该是恍惚想起Once upon a time的Vague Figures

如此一个孤独却愉悦的局外人, Feel so Jazz

That's what i want

Tom's Diner

I am sitting in the morning
At the diner on the corner
I am waiting at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee

And he fills it only halfway
And before I even argue
He is looking out the window
At somebody coming in

"It is always nice to see you"
Says the man behind the counter
To the woman who has come in
She is shaking her umbrella

And I look the other way
As they are kissing their hellos
I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I pour the milk

And I open up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died while he was drinking
It was no one I had heard of

And I'm turning to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone watching me
And so I raise my head


There's a woman on the outside
Looking inside. Does she see me?
No she does not really see me
Cause she sees her own reflection

And I'm trying not to notice
That she's hitching up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair has gotten wet

Oh, this rain it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice…

And of the midnight picnic
Once upon a time before the rain began…
I finish up my coffee
It's time to catch the train

Da da da da…