When you encounter some mastershit, you wish you could write that piece.

Hope there’s someone/anyone, could share the Editors’ lyrical brilliance

“I can’t shake this feeling I’ve got
My dirty hands, have I been in the wars?
The saddest thing that I’d ever seen
Were smokers outside the hospital doors.”
(Smokers outside the hospital doors)

We’ve all been changed
From what we were
Our broken parts
Left smashed off the floor

(Smokers outside the hospital doors)

“You came on your own,
And that’s how you’ll leave,
With hope in your hands,
And air to breathe”
(An End has a start)

“Every little piece in your life
Will add up to one
Every little piece in your life
Will it mean something to someone?”
(The weight of the world)

“In the end all you can hope for
Is the love you felt to equal the pain you’ve gone through”
(Bones)

“How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work? “
(When Anger Shows)

“Come on now
You knew you were lost
But you carried on anyway”
(A Racing Rat)

“When you fall and you can’t find your way
Push your hand up to the sky
I will run just to, to be by your side
Don’t you ever bat an eye”
(Push you hand towards the air)

“Look up
Through the trees to feel as small as you can
You hear the clocks
Counting down
The night are longer now than ever before
But now you see
The lights from the town”
(Escape the Nest)

“There’s spiders in your room
But there always will be
There’s people to be fooled
And there always has been
Hold out your hand
Hold out your hand
Or we’ll carry you
Hold out your hand
Hold out your hand
Come back to me “
(Spiders)

“Wake up my love
Today I heard some bad news
Just what are we all supposed to do?
I won’t let them get to you I don’t want to go out on my own anymore
I cant face the night like I used to before
I’m so sorry for the things that they’ve done
I’m so sorry about what we’ve all become”
(Well worn hands)

2008 new playlist, note to self

Architecture in Helsinki

bauhaus

Bomb the Bass

Black Kids

C.S.S.
Crystal Castle
Cut Copy
DAT Politics
Does it offend you, Yeah?
Efterklang
Elbow
Feist
Hadouken!
James Morrison
Kraftwerk

The Killers

The Kooks

Martha Wainwright

Maximilian Hecker

Lamchop

The Music
Klaus Schulze & Lisa Gerrard
Primal Scream
Simian Mobile Disco
Spiritualized
Spoon
The Subways

The Teenagers
Those Dancing Days
Vampire Weekends
The Zutons

死火熊心

今年唔知聽咗幾多次Coldplay的Low?上網一check,　67?應該唔止呢個數喎。

所謂熊之心情，就係一直尋底、尋底、尋底…….然後深不見底。

Utopia turns Ethiopia

I want to play endlessly.

And don’t bear no responsibilty.

Tha upside-down fact is:

You work hopelessly.

Leaving you no life energy.

Nothing-less

Do you remember…..

when we share dreams,
when we exchange thoughts,
when we sheer talk,
when we embrace silence,
when we open up the ears,
and the eyes always look for something new.

But now?

The forever repeating football is your late-night supper.
The stocks tumble is your insomniac concern.
Afraid of the new you don’t comprehend,
Tapping gamepads is your fence,
Crapping gossips is your castle,
Circle yourself out the boredom you ever against.

Suddenly gone the good old days ,
Discreetly like the youth creep away.

All the good ones will have gone

「有什麼是你嚮往的嗎？有什麼是我們所有人都嚮往的嗎？我們想要些什麼？」

《旅途上》

Communo beauty

The fake singing is, just a reflection of the 21st century value. The era when everyone only care about the superficial. Nobody gonna “DIG” no more.

壯觀

十萬人齊齊托屎塔，其實都可以好壯觀。
搵幕後代唱咪幾好，最少符合中國「真正」的國情，唔做假反而太假。假假真真假假真，同一個謊言，只要人人都信的時候，美夢就會成真。為面子乜都夠膽死，柏楊先生廿幾年前一早批咗，亦無謂在此班門弄斧矣。

大國崛起？定係笑撚死？

我個夢想同佢哋嘅好唔同，而且唔止得一個：

希望自由、希望民主；
希望多啲真相、少啲假嘢；
希望空氣冇咁差；
希望人人有書讀；
希望異見容於世；
希望貪官唔好億億聲咁輸，但平民就住豆腐渣；
希望唔好幾千億搞個面子派對…..然後趕窮人走，搞到個個無家可歸；
希望中國人／香港人獨立思考，希望大家進步，唔係原地踏步，或者倒後行。

Or else，幾多金牌都冇撚用。死路一條。