据说是美国给年轻人看的励志短片《DID YOU KNOW》，这是一个系列，贴出来的也是中英对照版，其中，用一组又一组的数据，告诉美国年轻人：“信息时代，时不我待”。大家都可以好好看看，推荐下。
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Monday, August 23rd, 2010曾哥的歌《夜车》
Monday, August 23rd, 2010Dear to dream, be anything that you want to be.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010Madonna surprised MTV’s VMAs tonight by opening the show with a long speech about Michael Jackson that was followed by a performance by Janet Jackson. The show closed with a spectacular look at This Is It, the film assembled from Jackson’s concert rehearsals. Read Madonna’s entire tribute here:
Michael Jackson. [Cheers] I have a little bit more to say than that. OK, here we go again. Michael Jackson was born in August 1958. So was I. Michael Jackson grew up in the suburbs of the Midwest. So did I. Michael Jackson had eight brothers and sisters. So do I. When Michael Jackson was six, he became a superstar, and was perhaps the world’s most beloved child. When I was six, my mother died. I think he got the shorter end of the stick. I never had a mother, but he never had a childhood. And when you never get to have something, you become obsessed by it.
I spent my childhood searching for my mother figures. Sometimes I was successful, but how do you recreate your childhood when you are under the magnifying glass of the world?
There is no question that Michael Jackson is one of the greatest talents the world has ever known. That when he sang a song at the ripe old age of eight he could make you feel like an experienced adult was squeezing your heart with his words. That when he moved he had the elegance of Fred Astaire and packed the punch of Muhammad Ali. That his music had an extra layer of inexplicable magic that didn’t just make you want to dance but actually made you believe you could fly, dare to dream, be anything that you wanted to be. Because that is what heroes do and Michael Jackson was a hero.
He performed in soccer stadiums around the world, and sold hundreds of millions of records and dined with prime ministers and presidents. Girls fell in love with him, boys fell in love with him, everyone wanted to dance like him. He seemed otherworldly — but he was a human being.
Like most performers he was shy and plagued with insecurities. I can’t say we were great friends, but in 1991 I decided I wanted to try to get to know him better. I asked him out to dinner, I said “My treat, I’ll drive — just you and me.”
He agreed and showed up to my house without any bodyguards. We drove to the restaurant in my car. It was dark out, but he was still wearing sunglasses.
I said, “Michael, I feel like I’m talking to a limousine. Do you think you can take off your glasses so I can see your eyes?”
Then he tossed the glasses out the window, looked at me with a wink and a smile and said, “Can you see me now? Is that better?”
in that moment, I could see both his vulnerability and his charm. The rest of the dinner, I was hellbent on getting him to eat French fries, drink wine, have dessert and say bad words. Things he never seemed to allow himself to do. Later we went back to my house to watch a movie and sat on the couch like two kids, and somewhere in the middle of the movie, his hand snuck over and held mine.
It felt like he was looking for more of a friend than a romance, and I was happy to oblige. In that moment, he didn’t feel like a superstar. He felt like a human being.
We went out a few more times together, and then for one reason or another we fell out of touch. Then the witch hunt began, and it seemed like one negative story after another was coming out about Michael. I felt his pain, I know what it’s like to walk down the street and feel like the whole world is turned against you. I know what it’s like to feel helpless and unable to defend yourself because the roar of the lynch mob is so loud you feel like your voice can never be heard.
But I had a childhood, and I was allowed to make mistakes and find my own way in the world without the glare of the spotlight.
When I first heard that Michael had died, I was in London, days away from the start of my tour. Michael was going to perform in the same venue as me a week later. All I could think about in this moment was, “I had abandoned him.” That we had abandoned him. That we had allowed this magnificent creature who had once set the world on fire to somehow slip through the cracks. While he was trying to build a family and rebuild his career, we were all passing judgement. Most of us had turned our backs on him. In a desperate attempt to hold onto his memory, I went on the internet to watch old clips of him dancing and singing on TV and on stage and I thought, “my God, he was so unique, so original, so rare, and there will never be anyone like him again. He was a king.”
But he was also a human being, and alas we are all human beings and sometimes we have to lose things before we can appreciate them. I want to end this on a positive note and say that my sons, age nine and four, are obsessed with Michael Jackson. There’s a whole lot of crotch grabbing and moon walking going on in my house. And, it seems like a whole new generation of kids have discovered his genius and are bringing him to life again. I hope that wherever Michael is right now he is smiling about this.
Yes, Michael Jackson was a human being but he was a king. Long live the king.
音节随行，轻舞漫步
Thursday, July 29th, 2010听过陈果“孤独寂寞论”之后，才明白自己内心想要的是一份独处的孤独，而不是到处倾诉的寂寞。
于是，装满音乐，在一个个孤独的夜晚，用歌声来填充无所寄托的心情。偶尔摘下耳机，听上海寂静的夏夜，无力的风，还有呜咽的昆虫鸣叫。偶尔的一个音节，一瞬间听到感动，就想同步而行的两首音乐，在一个灿烂的夜晚绽放，灯火通明的夜空下，与思想一起轻舞漫步在这曼妙的上海滩。
Céline Dion - L’abandon – 《S’Il Suffisait D’Aimer》
小虎队 – 爱 – 《爱》听完了吗？想不到吧……
十年沧桑
Tuesday, June 8th, 2010昨晚，我还像个年轻人一样，挑灯夜战到三点交报告交方案交作业。沉沉睡去之后，发现醒不来，不能不服老就是说我呢。
今天换了首《布列瑟农》作为博客背景，被人冠以“沧桑”的歌。我就在想了，这首歌多宁静多舒缓啊。怎么就沧桑起来了呢。事实上这首歌我听了都快十年了，难道这就是传说中的十年沧桑？——我不相信我就这样沧桑下去。所以，我要给我的沧桑找到一个理由。
首先，我来到一个著名的mp3.baidu.com，这个好地方真的有你想要的所有音乐。我因为百度的这个二级域名而热爱百度，但是也仅仅是一阵子。这里有歌，但是我想找到我十年前对《狼》这个专辑的记忆，哪怕只是一些介绍也行，都能让我想起来，当初捧着这张CD时候的激动，以及CD机中缓缓放出这些乐符时候的心潮随动。这是属于过去的“沧桑”记忆。
我决定找到这个专辑，好好介绍一下送给正在“沧桑”和即将“沧桑”的人。
我先去了当、当……当当网，当当网也十年沧桑了，终于融资成功了底气十足了。想当初，当当也有落魄的时候，那个时候蔚蓝给当当的压力也不小，只不过是蔚蓝太过书生气，结果没有冲上第一阵营。我想，当当的今天也是有他的成功之道的。比如，当当就把马修连恩的专辑重新包装下，改名叫做马修莲恩，同时帮他出了汽车音响合集，而且是3CD的，采用了极其壮观的“实木环保包装”。3CD采用RMB 9.2元近乎“PK盗版”的价格狂销，正是为了遏制我国的盗版市场，鉴定完毕思密达。如购买这个3CD版本，请点这里。
后来，我又在当当网上找到了另外的经典——这个叫做“10年传奇纪念碟，2009新刻LPCD版”的编辑推荐，更是把当当网对于贩售音乐的理想，化作一个经典，化为神奇！如果你愿意花RMB 50.3元购买此前3CD中的1/3的话，请点这里。当然，有一点需要确信——即使你花了这么贵的价钱，才买到3CD中一张的音乐，那也不意味着你买到的是正确的CD，因为你不能相信当当网内容提要里介绍的“凄美悲壮的苏格兰乐风”——如果你热爱苏格兰音乐而买了这个专辑，那说明你被骗了；如果你因为热爱《狼》这个专辑而爱上了苏格兰音乐，那你就是傻逼。
再后来，我去亚马逊刀锡恩，也就是死而复生的卓越网啦。这个半土不洋的网站也有好玩的地方，特别是介绍专辑的艺术家叫做“未知艺术家”，我一想是啊，做这种心灵音乐的、追求无政府自然境界的艺术家，一定很低调，否则容易被和谐。同样的一张CD，这里卖得比当当便宜了两毛，而且专辑终于有了发行发的介绍，经验证这家叫做风潮音乐的确实是马修连恩的授权方。我明白了，但我一会儿又不纠结的是，亚马逊刀锡恩突然又明白了这张《狼》专辑的艺术家介绍又标明了是“马修·连恩 Matthew Lien”，后来我想明白了，毕竟还是国家有别，意识形态要区分。所以相信亚马逊刀锡恩也是用心良苦啊。所以，标明了艺术家“马修·连恩 Matthew Lien”的这张标准正版05复刻版的《狼》专辑售价RMB 99元，以示区别。
我又不甘心，找了亚马逊刀锡恩他妈去，就是亚马逊刀康姆，果然，他妈的也是不靠谱。这个美国上市公司，果然也是骗骗美国人的钱，一张CD卖到了USD 49.99美元，这也说明了美国人很有钱。所以这么多中国人蜂拥而至去美国，都是收到了短消息“此地人傻钱多速来”的。特别是，这个刀康姆上说的“Original Release Date: November 4, 2003”，一下子就把我瞎傻掉了——我清楚地记得99年在严富城那里听到这首音乐，在一段时间后通过邮箱下载到这首音乐时如获珍宝的激动，以至于我在此后的几年一直向别人推荐。并直到我毕业前后，我才有钱买到了这张CD。难道我只是沧桑了七年，此前一直穿越在人家专辑的Original Release之前？
最后，我终于还是通过谷歌找到了信息的真相，在我打开http://www.google.com.hk/之后的界面上，我输入核心关键词“Matthew Lien”，我才被正确地指向了马修连恩的个人官方网站。
这才是真正的搜索引擎！
给你搜索关键词的真实、核心的信息，而不是“忽悠一下，你就知道”——如果你真的都知道，那还要搜索引擎干嘛。
继续，我马修连恩的个人官网上，终于找到了清晰的回答“Following the release of “Music To See By”, Matthew’s second album “Bleeding Wolves” reached multi-platinum status within a year of its international release in 1995.”
——专辑确实是95年发的。而经鉴定，我听了这首沧桑的歌有了十足的年头，所以是十年沧桑。
谁说反正还有大把的时光
Tuesday, June 1st, 2010当懒洋洋的身躯蜷缩，在西湖边咖啡馆的某处沙发，周遭吴侬软语咿呀如铃。很久不曾有这样时光，用心听歌，或者说，把身心温糯地浸入一首歌，歌名谓痒。一时间，音乐弥散开来，她旧时的身影浮现，心在她处旖旎荡漾。音阶高低切换的跌宕，她的笑影更是无比清晰，于是我城市的面罩在瞬间被击穿。
我大把的时光放在工作繁与复，放在周遭的纠结中，放在等待未来正在来的忙碌上。日子却如汛猛涌没的潮汐，不经意间，我已然迁移到南方的城市，穿行在她曾经停驻的楼宇街巷。直到有一天的今天，半日寄居求得闲暇，回望这飞奔着老去的数年。岁月同步，人各一方，此时的她又在为甚而思量。
是的，我还记得她。早些的记忆中，她亭亭玉立又莞尔芬芳，高雅却不脱俏皮。一席黑色长裙几近及地，却又沾不得半分尘烟，如此不食烟火，怎不令人心动。那是一份糅杂于心的情感，由月现轻云散的流水岁月，到静谧聆听的凝神瞬间，从另一个时空的双眸凝望，还有曾经的那一场任性的甜。
随后的一切竟如想象。微雨午后，初初相恋的时分，就像是漫步青春舞场。黄昏时红酒绽放，在满屋迷人的甜香中浑然欲睡。清醒时，鸟鸣寂静的清晨。当然，那个城市也有过数度的大雨，她孑身赤足在瓢泼的大雨里疾走，长裙伏贴而曼妙的身形尽显，恍若聚焦下的人生定场镜头，时光停滞，空间蒙太奇选择性退场。
而这一切都成为过去时态，我知道现在的她，已然将全神贯注于女儿的身上。曾经写小说、握酒杯的手指，如今泡在水里择菜，磨刀，剖鱼。她闺中曾经满载馥郁的香水瓶，也应该静静地躺在居室一隅，我也可以猜到，她并不抱怨现在的时光。应该感激神灵如她所愿，给她一个完满的家。为爱而全身心的付出，生活纵然全部是劳碌也都会转为梦境，现实中温暖的家才是她最真切的心跳。
也大概时隔很久了，在这平移的城市空间，呼吸到不同的讯息，尘封的过往记忆竟然幻影般似曾相识地重叠。而这首网上拾得的绵绵之音，听来竟是如此袅绕缠绵，转承启合间，一片轻烟曼舞的鸦片香。我很是感激记忆的神奇，能够勾勒如此清晰的场景，和那一份丝丝入扣的痒。
终归，化为记忆。然而总是有一种音乐，可以轻易抵达内心，犹如甘霖滋润。而我也感觉得到这一场迟来的春雨的不同寻常，谁说反正还有大把的时光？在稍纵即逝之后，聒噪的夏季就要登场。这简单而唯一的信仰，几乎被遗忘。情到深处，人就无法控制有点想哭的欲望。
事实上，《痒》演绎到的极致可以心被化开，声音穿透隐灭的青春，时光如幻影般飞翔。我也怕，有一天，谁都再也回忆不起当初迷恋的模样。
以上，是一个关于痒的心情故事。
现在，记录下时空，是在2010年5月的杭州。这里，还有个好听的名字，叫做天堂。
法语歌，pourquoi？
Saturday, April 24th, 2010本来呢，我昨天疑似传染了中村先生的无厘头，发烧一样的把“小心，萨科齐就要来了！”这句话传给周遭，包括晚上饭局的上下半场，以及康骏会馆的姑娘和师傅们。看，大家开开心心的，生活就是要充满欢乐。
到了今天，想想萨科齐来了，确实是个要小心的事情，这个人很坏，性格难以琢磨。但是呢，法国还曾经是我的第N外语，想起来还是会parle un peu，所以呢，我还是对法国又爱又恨的。
插播广告：发现就在身边的武夷路AF
早早到游泳结束，感觉焕然新生。打开电脑，随便听听，从昨天的SEAL继续开始听……没想到很纠结的凡哥法语歌就蹦出来了，这首歌是个对唱，声音很美不纠结，一下子很小欣了高兴了，就更新上来，给推荐下。
其实法语有很多好听的歌，SEAL也是我珍爱珍藏的歌手之一。但是大家要小心，萨科齐就要来了！
Les Mots （Duet With Mylene Farmer） – SEAL - Hits
http://play.9sky.com/t_620483/
我的短信铃声
Wednesday, January 13th, 2010和老孟合作剪几段视频，其中有一个要配音。老孟发来一套N多男男女女配音的样音，那么多有特点的嗓音，都极富磁性很好听，我选来选去，指定了其中一个样音，并让老孟帮忙把我最喜欢的声音截下来。老孟帮忙三番五次调了音量，前后截取干净后，测试通过，存入手机作为短信铃声。
这段时间以来，听得比较多也很适应，感觉是真的很不错，至少一些人很是认可。现在放到博客上，如果你喜欢，可以点击这里下载，或者先点击下面的播放，试听下这个声音。
照片上乐符跳动
Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009
蹭音乐会
Thursday, December 10th, 2009最近老蹭音乐会，陶冶情操。一次是J-Pop，声势比较浩大，本来以为是个中小型活动，结果一下子弄了那么多人去捧场，更没想到的是几个年轻优质偶像，更引发了中国粉丝美少女的疯狂捧场……我带了相机也没拍到啥，主要也是去得太晚，人比想象的多多了，转个别人的帖子，在这里。
第二次就有点儿小众些，但是表演的嘉宾更大牌些，叫做“Castle In The Air – 空中楼阁 – 渡边香津美TRIO – 北京公演”。正如宣传所说的，这是一个“超越爵士的跨界音乐”，不管是木吉他、还是电子吉他，与钢琴、琵琶、萨克斯、长笛的跨界融合，都非常新鲜和意外，这也毕竟人家是“大家”级别的大师资历。
第一场人多只能上二层，视听效果一般；第二场是小剧场，有幸上了二层的VIP，更宽敞的空间放送地来听这种音乐，就比较恣意了。拿手机的录音功能偷偷录下一段音阶变化，也算是个纪念，马克一下。精神被陶冶饱了，身体还是饥饿的；散场之后溜进隔壁的金鼎轩，饱餐一顿，感觉很和谐了。
最后，感谢下JP Foundation提供的票。
