A Guitar Addict

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我知道他們都是瘋子。
他們會把書吃掉。

他們悄悄地說：
「沒時間溫習了。」
「傻瓜，快把書給啃了。」

我看到窗邊的同學，把頭埋在書本埋裡。
嘿，他以為騙得了誰？我早知道他偷偷地把書一頁一頁的吃進肚子。

我不想吃書。

他們怕別人吃得比他們多。
到處打聽朋友到底吃掉了多少，還剩下多少。
他們從早吃到晚，然後好好睡一覺，又再吃。

他們取笑吃得少的。
「只啃了一本書就想上大學？」

書怎麼能吃？
糊成一團的紙漿滑過喉嚨，
在食道劃出一條血痕；
卡在胃門前，把你逼得想吐。
這就是瘋子們所謂的嘔心瀝血。

他們問我：
「你還不快吃？」
我就吃一點，吐一點

我問他們：
「為什麼要吃？」


面面相覷。




「這是個遊戲。」



打開你的心靈吧，瘋子
他們說
晃晃你的腦袋，你的心自然會決定
你要玩這個遊戲。
他們笑
只要知道規則
就知道怎麼玩
不問因由
玩遊戲，吃書
才有前途


這天，我當了吃書的瘋子。
只覺得很羞恥。

我再問他們：
「為什麼要吃？」




「因為每個人都在吃。」

Open up your mind and let me step inside
Rest your weary head and let your heart decide
It's so easy when you know the rules
It's so easy all you have to do
Is fall in Books
Play the game
Everybody play the game of exam


我說：「我不是瘋子。」
他們也說：「我們也沒傻。」


我是湯姆少校，我著迷於宇宙的美。
我寧願拋下頭盔說再見。


David Bowie - Space Oddity


60'S original video?



(clip by Lyecoatha)cd version

Highway to Hell

今晚足總盃，布力般迎戰曼城。

技術問題，睇左下半場。

曼城隊長可能心火盛，下下都蓄意收人檔；奇就奇在咁都仲可以踢足成場！5場聯賽，輸４場和１場，和個場唔好以為好勁，都係互交白卷咋！唔好計你有冇成績，盲既都睇得出你地冇心機踢啦；個個死魚眼，得老孫自己一個扭扭扭，其他人食花生！七十幾分鐘先換入samaras都算喇，可能又想使出後備絕招呢......但係竟然擺佢踢右！？踢右！？踢右！？

補時果陣，見到有blues直頭一路喊，一路鬧......好好地一班波，搞到自己咁既樣......盃賽一遇到英超球隊就食哂屎，聯場攞夠30分就漏哂氣；根據死肥仔既經驗，３８分就脫離死亡格仔，曼城仲差８分。好喇，你邊到攞８分？遲下星期三主場劏車？然後食住個勢收哂其餘三巨頭皮？做巨人殺手？我怕你連茶都唔曉嘆，送３分俾人爬頭！

city好似踏上左去地獄既高速公路咁喇......亦都好似會考題個d freefalling既波咁......的確無論你地有幾差，我都會將this is our city掛係心口......但到時真係 Whitout a dream in my heart喇......

"For all their efforts it's not to be for City again"

efforts?邊度?個幾腳踩人係幾有effort架，足哂料。
遲d可能會多一篇，標題係來季英雄再見。

THE ONLY FOOTBALL TEAM TO COME FROM MANCHESTER？？？

嘿.......

當我聽到

煙花。廣東名稱完全抓住了它的神韻。它直勾勾地滑進天際，在煙霧裡綻放花朵。相比之下，firework就太過物質主義了，大刺刺道出它只不過是一件工具，把那一抹迷霧劃破；就像把街邊捲起的棉花糖硬生生地擠成球狀的粉紅色糖果，太沒趣味。

我喜歡red。不喜歡紅色，喜歡red。很多字詞的讀音都特別，red是其中之一。因為要讀r音，舌尖捲向喉嚨，發音前喉嚨收緊，發出輕微的鳴鳴聲，低得幾乎聽不見。e是戲劇性的滑音，由r到e至少有一個八度；e是高潮的強拍，它扯著你的頭髮，把你一下子提高，跳進紅色的興奮。還有小小的d，它一點都不起眼，跟在觸目耀眼的e後面，它只是小小的配角；不是很多人會把尾音讀準，但我就是堅持把red的d音讀完；像說故事人拉下布幕，提起三角鈴，「叮」，the end。叮，餘情未了。Queen的Bohemian Rhapsody，最後一句anyway the wind blows，語音未落，一聲銅鑼已然蓋過；跟d音一樣，似是有話未完，卻永遠沒法知道下文，使你心癢難耐。

ｒ－Ｅ－ｄ

我覺得夢想離我很遠，遠得看不見她的輪廓。其實每個人的夢想都是用水彩畫成的吧？她們總是在水中化開，剩下白紙一張。有人說，當我們在社會打滾時，夢想就會慢慢褪色。這是暗示我們的社會是個大池塘嗎?我看頂多是一湖死水，攪也攪不動。呼...洩氣......當我聽到心的跳動，感受到她的力度，才驚覺自己仍然活著......太好了......

殘酷的現實

想唔想知咩係現實?
想唔想知咩係天國?
大家齊齊黎玩呢個小小聲既小遊戲啦!




遊戲作者:

why why tell me why
you're so 仆街

祝 安康

音樂之死

Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "This’ll be the day that I die.
This’ll be the day that I die."

msn到處都是玫瑰花。他們說台灣有位才女去世，於是放上玫瑰以示永遠懷念云云。我不知道她是何許人，也不知道她幹過什麼使人覺得她的辭世是一種遺憾，所以一直以來也置身事外。我不是沒同情心的怪獸，廿多歲就與世長辭的確很可惜；七十年代有三Ｊ-- Janis Jopin、Jim Morrison和Jimi Hendrix，三位都英年早逝，死因是服用過量藥物。Youth died of Overdose。

相比起黎，許ｘｘ的死是否較符合世人的道德？其實死可以用道德批評嗎？死有重於泰山，到底如何才是重於泰山的死呢？是死法的分別？轟轟烈烈的死，像馬丁路德金被射死，和平的追求者被最暴力的方式結束生命、像Kurt Cobain堅持自己的信念：It's better to burn out than to fade away, I hate myself and I wanna die，一槍轟掉自己的腦袋、像U2的Bono，為了第三世界的利益，即使被威脅也無懼站在台上搖滾、或像莫札特，急病去死，臨死時還說，自己的嘴唇邊有死亡的味道（The taste of death is upon my lips...I feel something, that is not of this earth.）？

我覺得不是死法的分別就能帶給個人重於泰山的死。那頂多是更富戲劇性罷了。如果今天下年4時15分，我嗑著４條煙，像滾石的Brian Jones般跳進泳池淹死自己，也不見得很英雄。

身上維繫著愈多其他人的「心」，他的死，就愈重於泰山了吧？

死又是什麼？有一晚我以為自己死了，明明好端端的坐著，卻覺得自己不斷往下沉、沒有盡頭。有一晚我突然看到生命的痕跡，自此之後就更加怕死了。死，如果是一遍虛無的話，多麼可怕。永生呢？有人說很可怕，會悶到抽筋。其實如果有生命力，或對生命的熱誠是源源不絕的話，永生又有咩好怕？咁，如果只有我一個人永生呢？沒有同伴，我還會有生命力嗎？

音樂也曾經死了。1959年2月3日，一架飛機墜毀，機上三位美國搖滾音樂家－－Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens同 J.P. "The Big Bopper" Richardson一齊byebye. 1980年12月8日，John Lennon於曼克頓被射殺。我經常遺憾自己太遲出世，錯過了flower power，黑人權利運動，punk 的反建制和DIY精神，布拉格之春.....全部都無緣參加......但...假如我在1980年收到Lennon過身的消息,我能否承受...?可能整個人都垮掉了，像以為自己死了的那一夜一樣。


有套劇集叫American Pie，唔知講乜。有首歌叫American Pie，係我仲未被搖滾fucked up既時候，大頭仔介紹既，講既就係音樂死亡既日子：２月３日 . The day the Music died.

American Pie -- Don Mclean



A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.

I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ’n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin’,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."

Songbird

Songbird既chord一定係G,Dsus4/F#,Em7!!!
就算我冇睇過live都好肯定!!嘿嘿嘿，睇住喇:
G (320033)
Dsus4/F#(2X0233)
Em7(022033)
尾指同無名指由頭到尾都係fret3，呢種懶到出汁既chord，先係oasis風格！
冇可能係Em，唔駛拗。