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    November 09

    Your guitar always reach my heart

     
    No matter what other people think of you, to me, you're just a talented musician, a lost child, and a sensitive soul.
     
     
    January 19

    人类,不会飞翔

    不能飞翔的羽翼
     
    斜看校园
    看到了白色体操服
    乌鸦低空
    盘旋着
    请你再张大些
    黑色的翅膀
     
    台阶向天空延伸
    我的手无法够到
    黄昏的天空红彤彤的
    大家的视线冷冰冰的
    一块巨大的石头
    从天而降
    压到了我
     
    我内心中可见的
    残留的物体
    是你的借口和谎言
    没有任何的作用
    就像无用的破烂一样
    台阶向天空延伸
    我的手无法够到
     
    黄昏的天空红彤彤的
    大家的视线冷冰冰的
    一片硕大的云彩
    从天而降
    遮住了你
     
    消愁后重生吧
    从云彩的缝隙中漏出的
    光芒还在闪烁
     
    黄昏的天空红彤彤的
    马上就要天黑了
    所以我要放弃不能飞翔的羽翼
    假如放弃的话
    我就能飞起来了吧
     
    所以我要放弃不能飞翔的羽翼
    假如放弃的话
    我就能飞起来了吧
     
     
    因为看了莉莉周的原著小说,重新听了铃木圭子作为Lily Chou-chou发行的专辑Breathe. 特别的嗓音,苍穹的味道。
    以太。是我们的每次呼吸,是无限的空间,悬浮着的灰尘,是每一道伤痕每一次转变,是遥不可及的梦想,以光速下坠的希望,是停滞不前的青春。
     
    从第一次看过电影已经两年多过去了,翻出当时写的文章看了下发现有些东西那时其实是并没有看懂的。比如西表岛的事件,星野的转变。少年所不能承受的生命和死亡的力量。用暴力和堕落来进行的徒劳的拯救和反抗。找不到出口的反抗。
    发现岩井笔下的青春的有一个共性,那些孩子都是没有家庭的。缺少温暖的他们又在拼命的寻找温暖的替代品。既然相互温暖相互信任这么难,不如互相伤害,沉默或是伤害。
    与其说莉莉周提供的是温暖,不如说是共鸣。闭上眼睛就能假装忘了世界。可是只要活着就总得睁开眼睛。
     
    有多少伤害是因为爱,又有多少伤害是因为缺少爱。爱是不是拯救一切的途径,支撑我们的力量。还是希望。是梦想。
    难以忘记的是那片麦田。
     
     
    电影就不再多说了。这次推荐的是小说和专辑《Breathe》。中文版的小说出版的时候有一些问题和纠纷,也许封面上印着你不喜欢的名字,但是不应该因为一些不相干的原因拒绝一本好书,这样的书。而且无论如何封面的设计其实还是很符合原著的精神,漂亮质感也很好。
     
     
     
    关于专辑:
    Breathe,呼吸。
    歌手,Salyu 铃木圭子;作曲,小林武史;
    曲目,阿拉贝斯克/爱情实验/共鸣(空虚之石)/痊愈的伤口/情色/飞行船/饱和/不能飞翔的翅膀/滑翔
    应该说这是一张小众的专辑,也许并不会被大多数人喜欢。不过如果你刚好喜欢,请细细聆听。
     
     
     
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    June 19

    Life Goes On—2pac


    [Chorus: repeat 2X]

    How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
    Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G'
    be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death
    my niggas, we tha last ones left
    but life goes on.....

    [Verse One:]

    As I bail through tha empty halls
    breath stinkin'
    in my draws
    ring, ring, ring
    quiet y'all
    incoming call
    plus this my homie from high school
    he's getting bye
    It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry
    life as a baller
    alchol and booty calls
    we usta do them as adolecents
    do you recall?
    raised as G's
    loc'ed out and blazed the weed
    get on tha roof
    let's get smoked out
    and blaze with me
    2 in tha morning
    and we still high assed out
    screamin' 'thug till I die'
    before I passed out
    but now that your gone
    i'm in tha zone
    thinkin'
    'I don't wanna die all alone'
    but now ya gone
    and all I got left are stinkin' memories
    I love them niggas to death
    i'm drinkin' Hennessy
    while tryin' ta make it last
    I drank a 5th for that ass
    when you passed....
    cause life goes on

    [Chorus]

    [Verse Two:]

    Yeah nigga
    I got tha word as hell
    ya blew trial and tha judge gave you
    25 with an L
    time to prepare to do fed time
    won't see parole
    imagine life as a convict
    that's getten' old
    plus with tha drama
    we're lookin out for your babies mama
    taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her...
    life in tha hood...
    is all good for nobody
    remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties
    Me and you
    No true a two
    while scheming on hits
    and gettin tricks
    that maybe we can slide into
    but now you burried
    rest nigga
    cause I ain't worried
    eyes bluried
    sayin' goodbye at the cemetary
    tho' memories fade
    I got your name tated on my arm
    so we both ball till' my dying days
    before I say goodbye
    Kato and Mental rest in peace
    Thug till I die

    [Chorus]

    [Verse Three:]

    Bury me smilin'
    with G's in my pocket
    have a party at my funeral
    let every rapper rock it
    let tha hoes that I usta know
    from way before
    kiss me from my head to my toe
    give me a paper and a pen
    so I can write about my life of sin
    a couple bottles of Gin
    incase I don't get in
    tell all my people i'm a Ridah
    nobody cries when we die
    we outlaws
    let me ride
    until I get free
    I live my life in tha fast lane
    got police chasen me
    to my niggas from old blocks
    from old crews
    niggas that guided me through
    back in tha old school
    pour out some liquor
    have a toast for tha homies
    see we both gotta die
    but ya chose to go before me
    and brothas miss ya while your gone
    you left your nigga on his own
    how long we mourn
    life goes on...

    [Chorus repeats to end]
    [sung overtop repeating chorus]

    Life goes on homie
    gone on, cause they passed away
    Niggas doin' life
    Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit
    I feel ya nigga, trust me
    I feel ya
    You know what I mean
    last year
    we poured out liquor for ya
    this year nigga, life goes on
    we're gonna clock now
    get money
    evade bitches
    evade tricks
    give players plenty space
    and basicaly just represent for you baby
    next time you see your niggas
    your gonna be on top nigga
    their gonna be like,
    'Goddamn, them niggas came up'
    that's right baby
    life goes on....
    and we up out this bitch
    hey Kato, Mental
    y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there
    don't front.

     

    peace recommended this song to me, and that's when i began to know him. a brand new man came into my world, like i never met him before. how can a man hide that perfect and behave like he is another person? or just as he told, there is actually another person inside of him?

    of course is not just a song, which made me fell in love with h im, but i did feel the "za zazu" when i heard this after that. so i fall in love with the song.

     

    so let's focus on the wonderful song.

    it's by 2pac, a hero in the rap world, a figure of a time and a spirit. i dont know him much, neither do i know his song that much. but i can feel his love and insistence and sometimes anger in the music he gave us. like a child, he wanted a perfect world to open his beautiful wing and fly high.

    but there is no perfect world, there's just real world. it hurts, it discriminates, it gives birth but also brings death.

    so he fight, for his fellows his career his life. and there's bleeding, there's lost, there's the shot.

    but he did gain something from all the suffering. many of his songs were brought out in prison. maybe for a person like him, only tribulations can inspire him. and maybe only under those circumstances, music would just fly out from his heart, to cure.

    i was deeply touched every time i heard this song. when the melody begins, all parts of my body impressed. his voice is sooo attractive and of great magnetism, though it sometimes sounds a bit casual. and for all the hurts he suffered, all the shits they did to him, he put them in his vioce and his casual laughter. it is actually a cheerful song telling hopeless fact. through all of that, just one line behind: life goes on.

    yeah, life goes on. no matter how hard it is, what u were suffer'in and what u gonna suffer. cos lifes likes this, that's the way it is.

     

    the man is a genius. it is so sad that a genius has dead, but fortunately, his music survived, inspiring so many people throughout the world and time after him.