Monday, August 29, 2011

my little airport @ hidden agenda, 27.08.11

my little airport @ Hidden Agenda, Kong Kong 27.08.11

May we ease the pain of living the life of Sisyphus
by taking a flight to ...

ok,I'll dive back to my head.

They were cute, angry and sentimental as ever, maybe they're just like everybody else, with many words want to say, many hopes and dreams but also many disappointments.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Use your illusion

This was my little experiment, to see if I could make any simple picture on the spine of a book. I showed it to my sister and told her what it was, she said, she would need a little bit imagination. Haha, it's not bad for stimulating one's imagination.

strange vessel
oh what is it about? let it be whatever you want

oh the anchor is as big as the ship
always like the paper wrapping from amazon

Thursday, August 18, 2011

When suede is doing it again

Suede @ AsiaWorld-Expo, Hong Kong 11.08.2011

Suede @ Asia-Word Expo, Hong Kong 11.08.11
singing I can't get enough

This city loved suede. Maybe it still does. Frenetically, people moved with the beat, shouted out loud every word of songs (maybe not for Obsession). Forgetting the betrayal of yesterday, the fact that they seldom pick up any back catalogue and really play it for once, the lukewarm response to the works of the members of the band. Maybe people were generally capricious. It feels like, we all suddenly rediscovered their music and their beauty, we were all so eager for this band (or we were all so eager for a lost era). Maybe it doesn't matter at all, so long as we really enjoyed that particular moment. We did not think much about the past, nor the future. Maybe that's the beauty of that night.

So why? Why do i sound a bit sour? My usual worthless pride and snobbery of being a so-called time-honoured loyal fan? I hope the reunion will just be a rare incidence or, if they will really work together again, I hope our love towards them will stay as strong as what we have shown in that night. For my dear vocalist, though he looks tough and rough, acts like he doesn't care, you know he's definitely very sensitive and cares a lot (oh, how unfair I am, my attention is always just drawn to one person).

Monday, August 01, 2011

I talk to God, but the sky is empty

This movie somehow makes me think of The Turin Horse, both involve the issues of human existence, the struggle of life, the universe that contains us, the existence of God. While The Torrin Horse is bleak and hopeless, The Tree Of Life is very religious. Series of prayers/confessions/queries to God, sometimes it's a cry for help, sometimes it's a doubt of His existence. There were many scenes of climbing up the stairs, looking up the sky, i think it symbolizes our constant urge to seek the truth, or simply our want of edification. The film may be thought-provoking but it's not very touching (or at least it fails to touch me). Maybe it's too preachy, especially the last scene of "all together now" reconciliation of your own self, family, friends, neighbour or even strangers, although I do not entirely oppose to what it preaches (i.e. love and grace), we human being, those ungraceful Nature ones, do not like to be preached. So I admit that the quote that impressed me most is "What I want to do, I can't do. I do what I hate."