Journal 3. The Fool

My love band "Warpaint" has released their new album The Fool on October 1th. I hate myself for noticing the news so slow that I can't download and listen to it at the first moment.
Two hours before, I was browsing the White Rabbit Recored's FB pages, then I found that they post a song by Warpaint which I have never listened before. As I read the content closely, I realized that it was the new song from their brand new album. I can't hide my joyful mood for I　love their last album Exquisite Corpse very much.
For me, Warpaint is the symbol of "woman power", their music is strong and intense, or even violent. They are good at creating the atmosphere of mystery. Sometimes they just give me a sense that they are fairies living in the deepest woods but always hiding their faces under a wolf mask.


I listened to their music for almost a whole year, and I think the main reason that I love them so much is because they all are girls! And each of them were very talent. One of their favorite trick was to "switch place". Like they all can sing and play guitar. So for every different song they can change vocal or have two singers.
Now I'm going to post the first song of The Fool here. It is called "Undertow".
It's powerful and shocked. and I think it's good for heart-breaking people.

Journal 02.3 Dance.

I have two sad stories to tell. One is from a movie I saw today in our picture book class. In the beginning of the movie, a mother asked Max (her son) to tell a story, so Max answered “There are lots of building. Some of them are tall, and some of them are just common buildings. And there are Vampires either. One of Vampire was very eager to destroy the tallest building. So he started to fight. He conquered the tallest building, but he also started to cry loudly. Other vampires asked him
“Why are you crying?”
“I broke all my teeth!” say the crying vampire.
“But they are all your temporary teeth.”
“No. they are my grown-up teeth.”
Other vampires didn’t say a single word anymore because they understand that a vampire could not be a vampire anymore if he doesn’t have teeth. And they finally left him behind. And the sounds of cry never stop.”
The movie was based on a story called “Where the Wild Things are”, which was illustrated by Maurice Sendak. Though I didn’t see the last part of the movie( I fell asleep haha), I do love the background music. Maybe I’ll start looking for its soundtrack later on.
I heard the other sad story from my lover. A sad story he has post on his Facebook page before. “There is a kind of bird which doesn’t have legs in the world. So it can only keep flying in the sky without taking rest on the ground. It can’t land on the ground so whenever it feels tired; it only can rest in the wind. For this kind of bird, it has the only chance to land on the ground. A chance that coming with its death.”
The story was actually coming from the movie “Days of Being Wild (阿飛正傳)”, which directed by the famous Wang-Kar-Wai. And the touching and sad story was the lines from Leslie Will. For my lover, he told me that this was the part he loved best in the movie.
Though I feel sorry for these two stories, the process of rethink sad stories reminds me of the other “happy story” called “Honey Pie” (it is very easy for us to think the upside when pondering things deeply, right?). I can barely remember the plot of “Honey Pie” expect for scenes like bears dancing hand in hand happily in the forest. The story was from the book All God's Children Can Dancn by Haruki Murakami. And he also wrote the other book called Dance, Dance, Dance. I especially love the word “dance”, so let me name this journal entry “Dance”.

Journal 02.2 My Plants Are Dead.

Lately, Blonde Redhead’s significance in my heart has increase violently. They served as romanticists who influenced me greatly on both emotional and mental degree.

On the night of October 2th, with their coming to Lagacy (a huge concert hall in Huashan1914 Creative park), we got higher and higher. Their music was the most sensational kind that I’ve ever heard. I would like use words like sticky, moist, heavy, warm, tender but and a little bit squeamish to describe their music. Kazu (the vocal) was extremely beautiful and charming. It was very proper to define her as the goddess in dream pop. On the concert I met two foreign girls, and they told me the story between Kazu and the other two male band member. Kazu came from Japan with the mystery of eastern world, Amedeo and Simone Pace (twins) were born in Milan, Italy, and grew up in Montreal. After twins moving to Boston and study in New York, they met Kazu. On their journey of music, Kazu married one of them, and they made Blonde Redhead as sweet as their love story.

Actually we did a little trick, or you can say “an adventure”, just to get closer to Kazu. My lover leaded us passing through a huge crowd. We did “cut in a line” when we got into the hall. But we got the best view.I just wanted to say Blonde Redhead really sparked my life after listening to their new-releasing album Penny Sparkle and the concert on 10/2.

My lover sent me a bouquet of white campanulaceae and made his confession to me on that particular night. Now, the show has already ended for almost half a month, and the white campanulaceae also withered away. And from all of BR’s song, I especially love the one which is called “My Plants Are Dead”. and here is the video for all of you.

Journal 02.1 Yes.

Yes, yes. You are extremely right. I am in love. I am loved by someone special recently. I involved into the relationship deeply. And because of the changing relationship (which comes very fast and unexpectedly), I decided to change my journal writing strategy. My life changed a lot. Hence, from now on I will cut each my journals into many little entries since I have too many things to tell. And I would not tell everything in detail for two reasons. One is because of course I want to keep some of my private secrets, and besides, in my heart I always feel that if you tell some beautiful things in very detail ( like you tear it apart and analyze it thoroughly), it won’t be beautiful anymore. Maybe that is why sometimes we have to keep so many things in secret diary. That’s why we have secrets, that’s the charms of mystery.

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once in a minute

twice in a moment

but not even once in a thousand years