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  • A male-fish swimming on Mars in my last life, then down to Earth 30 years ago, in Mainland, China. Now I am a interior designer helping places stand out from the ordinary...also running a little concept bar in soho, hong kong, called "joyce is not here". Why? because I send my spirit flying around to get more inspirations...love, friends, music, art, travel...so many things keep me here, and mom is always the one who supports me. Not sure when god will send me back to where I am from, but the memory of this world, is a great one! (www.joycebakerdesign.com)

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May 10, 2008

永存的旋律-Return To Forever

我望著他的眼Hands_2

我看到了悲傷

那不是一雙快樂的目光...感覺,在那個又是迷亂的夜晚,點點滴滴刺痛著我的心...單薄的褲管裏,我想像著那同樣是

單薄的身軀。

但僅僅是身軀,精神,無比的強大。

他強大的,可以化腐朽予神奇

他強大的,可以創造音樂的奇跡

他強大的,将激情在内心燃燒,為旋律。

記得你說,你年紀大了,你還告訴我,你沒有什麽錢。

但我想說,你有旋律,是你最美麗的東西。

就是在這個夜晚,同每一個一樣的夜晚,我常常懷著一種悲觀的情緒,去把我自己身陷於對美妙音樂的癡迷裏,所謂悲觀,因爲我無法肯定明天,明天是否仍擁有音樂,或是明天我是否在音樂中死去。我蒼涼的計劃著我的葬禮,會訂上100箱我拜訪過的Wine domaine in Provence的紅酒,空氣中彌漫著清脆的乾草味道,之後,我躺在那裏,閉上眼睛,靜靜的聽著全部我生命裏所愛的音樂。

也就是在這個夜晚,我看到了你的眼睛,及眼睛裏的悲傷,我還看到了火,我不知那是被靈性所激活的火,還是生命終不肯放棄的,但那分明是火。

不肯放棄,我從沒放棄,我知道你也沒有,儘管我們是那麽的遙遠,我在網上,找不到再多的關於你的敍述,但我分明看到了那一抹執著。也許,這是風格,是唯一可以讓我動容,又與我深深連接在一起的:

風格!

我不知道在香港,還有多少人,在這裡不去賺錢,而來靜靜的欣賞純音樂,我不知還有多少人,會控制不住的隨音樂搖擺。人們會在乎100元包一杯飲料的入場費,會在乎那多出的40元錢,付給我們無價的音樂家。

那天賴之音,來自他們!

那撫平傷口的觸摸,來自他們!

那無論是和諧還是撞擊,來自他們!

那無疆界的梵音,來自他們!

我就想,爲何你不走?去探訪亞馬遜河谷的湍流,去呼吸西西里島的日落,帶著屬於你的7個旋律,還有記憶,一瓶86年的Bordeaux的紅酒,無數佳作由你手指滑落,融在溫濕的初夏的夜氣裏...

於是此刻,我閉上眼睛,開始想著旋律,那世界上屬於你的最美麗的東西...Untitled

I looked at his eyes and I saw sadness there.

They were not a pair of happy eyes, the feeling, on that foggy night, deeply pierced my heart…

I looked at those pants, the material was very thin, I imagined that inside would be the same thin:

Body…

But that was only his body…his spirit, is so strong…

He is strong, making miracles happen

He is strong, creating music

He is strong, writing the melody, with passion from his heart…

You told me, that you are getting old…you also told me that you don’t have much money…

But I want to tell you, that you have a melody and that is the most beautiful thing you have…

Then tonight…as with all other similar nights here in Fresco, I am here with a feeling of pessimism and wanting to sink myself into such great music…why pessimistic, because I am not sure that I will be able to listen to them tomorrow, or I might die wallowing in such a lovely melody…

Feeling the melancholy deep within, I am planning my funeral, I will order 100 cases of wine from the winery I visited in Provence…the smell of fresh and dry grass flowing through the garden… I will lie there and close my eyes…it will be a very quiet night and I will enjoy all the music I’ve loved in my life, with no disturbances….

And on that same night, I saw your eyes, and the sadness in your eyes…

I also saw the fire. I am not sure if fire was for inspiration, or the fire means never give up, but there was definitely there…

Never give up!

I’ve never given up and I know that you haven’t. Even if there is a 1000 miles distance between you and me, even if I can’t find enough information about you from the web, I can feel the willful force from that!

Perhaps, I’ll call it “STYLE”, and that will be the only thing can touch me and connect me with you:

Our Styles!

My friend, I don’t really know how many people in Hong Kong will stop making money and come here purely for music. I really don’t know how many people will move their bodies with the beat of the music…

People will care about a HK$ 100 cover charge that comes with one standard drink…People care about that extra HK$40, for our priceless musicians…

But, the sound of heaven, is from them!

The soothing melody to comfort your pain, is from them!

The contrast and the compromise, is from them!

The boundless music, is from them!!!

So I was there thinking…why you don’t leave? Why don’t you visit the fast flows of the Amazon Valley? Why don’t you breath the sunset of the island of Sicily?

Why don’t you leave, carrying your 7 music notes, your memories, a bottle of 86’ Bordeaux…then many amazing works will fall from your fingers, they will melt into the humid night air of this summer…

At this moment, I am closing my eyes, and starting to think about the melody, the most beautiful things that you have in this world!

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