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2005-11-07
You belong to me
You Belong To Me
Wade JasonSee the pyramids around the Nile
Watch the sunrise from a tropic isle
Just remember darlin all the while,
You belong to me.See the market place in old Angeer
Send me photographs and souveniers,
Just remember when a dream appears,
You belong to me.And I'll be so alone without you,
Maybe you'll be lonesome too.
Fly the ocean in a silver plane,
See the jungle when it's wet with rain.
Just remember til you're home again
You belong to me.Oh I'll be so alone without you,
Maybe you'll be lonesome too.
Fly the ocean in a silver plane,
See the jungle when it's wet with rain.
Just remember til you're home again
You belong to me. -
2005-11-06
Berlin Phioharmonic
POLY THEATRE, PEKINGSa 5. Nov 2005 19:30 UhrBerliner PhilharmonikerSir Simon Rattle DIRIGENTJoseph Haydn Symphonie Nr. 86 D-Dur
Thomas Adès Asyla op. 17
Richard Strauss Ein Heldenleben op. 40.Symphonic Poem "Ein Heldenleben"(A Hero's Life)1, the hero and the world
2, the hero's adversaries
3, the hero's beloved
4, the hero's works of battle
5, the hero's works of peace
6, the hero retires from the worldRichard StraussBorn in Munich, June 11, 1864; died in Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Bavaria, September 8, 1949.Strauss conceived Don Quixote and Ein Heldenleben (A Hero's Life) as companion pieces. He wrote in his diary on April 16, 1897, “Symphonic poem Held und Welt (Hero and World) begins to take shape; as satyr-play (that is, as comic pendant])to accompany it—Don Quichote.” By summer 1898 Held und Welt had become Ein Heldenleben: “I am composing a largish tone poem entitled Ein Heldenleben, admittedly without a funeral march, but yet in E-flat (references to Beethoven’s Eroica Symphony), with lots of horns, which are always a yardstick of heroism.”Both Don Quixote and Ein Heldenleben represent Strauss’s preoccupation with the heroic, which, with his own brand of illustrative genius, is tinged with irony and a healthy dose of skepticism—far removed from the heroism of Beethoven or Tchaikovsky. Ein Heldenleben was completed in December 1898, and first performed shortly thereafter in Frankfurt-am-Main on March 3, 1899, with the composer conducting the enormous orchestral forces the work requires.That Strauss himself was the hero depicted in Ein Heldenleben has brought forth equal amounts of criticism for his egomania and defense of his music and its aims. Of its autobiographical aspect Strauss quipped, “Only partly true. I didn’t engage in battles.” Nor for that matter was his wish for a peaceful retirement from the world ever fulfilled. Strauss did say that his portrayal of the heroine was a better introduction to his wife Pauline than any amount of handshaking. He left no written program or indications in the score detailing the episodes he depicted. Close friends and commentators, however, provided descriptions claiming the composer’s approval.Though the work is played without interruption—except for a dramatic pause at the end of the first section—it can be divided into six sections that roughly follow an enormous sonata form. The first section, corresponding to the first theme in a sonata form, provides a character study of the hero. Its opening idea is one of the most imposing themes in the orchestral literature, sweeping over three-and-a-half octaves. The second section, the transition in a sonata scheme, depicts the artist’s adversaries and critics—sardonic woodwind passages and grumbling phrases in the tubas in “rule-breaking” parallel fifths. The hero’s theme appears meditatively, but soon turns courageous.The third section—a sonata-form second theme—portrays the hero’s beloved (Strauss’s wife) in all her moods. For this Strauss wrote one of the greatest and most taxing violin solos in the repertoire, littered with performance directions such as “hypocritically languishing,” “frivolously,” “tenderly, somewhat sentimentally,” “in high spirits,” “very sharply,” “playfully,” “amiably,” “suddenly calm again and very affectionate,” and “fast and naggingly.” It develops into a passionate love duet, ingeniously entwined with the hero’s theme. Three off-stage trumpets call him to war with his adversaries.The “battle scene” shocked audiences and critics in the early years with its aggressive “modernism.” Strauss incorporates all the themes in a contrapuntal tour de force, that we come to hear as the development section. The hero and his love emerge victorious, at which point the hero’s theme is proclaimed by the orchestra to signal the recapitulation.But the ensuing section, “the hero’s works of peace,” is more than a recapitulation—Strauss makes an ingenious collage with multiple quotations from his own earlier works: Don Juan, Also sprach Zarathustra, Don Quixote, Tod und Verklärung, Till Eulenspiegel, the music drama Guntram (for whose failure Strauss never forgave the world), Macbeth, and the songs “Befreit” and “Traum durch die Dämmerung.” One of the critics interrupts twice but is banished by the hero. Parallels with Don Quixote become especially close here as Don Quixote is also assailed by dissonant barbs from critics. Like Don Quixote, the hero of Ein Heldenleben hero considers retiring as a shepherd, as the musical references to Don Quixote make clear.In the last section (coda) the hero retires from the world to the country—the English horn plays a rustic melody. Angry memories disturb his mood, but the solo violin soothes him again; clearly the hero has found peace at the end. This section contains some of Strauss’s most luminous and ecstatic orchestral writing. Though Strauss’s instrumental forces for the work are massive—as extensive as for Zarathustra—he always uses them without muddiness and with utmost effect.—©Jane Vial Jaffe -
2005-11-04
Mahler No.2 Symphony “Resurrection”
THE NIGHT OF GREAT SYMPHONY-Mahler Symphony No.2
19:30 Nov.2nd 2005,The Forbidden City Concert Hall
Philharmonic of the Nations & Beijing Symphony OrchestraMovement 1
We stand by the coffin of a person well loved.His whole life,his struggles,his passions,his sufferings and his accomplishments on earth once more for the last time pass before us. And now, in this solemn and deeply stirring moment,when the confusions and distractions of everyday life are lifted like a hood from our eyes,a voice of awe-inspiring solemnity chills our heart--a voice that,blinded by the mirage of everyday life,we usually ignore:"What next? What is life and what is death? Why did you live? Why did you suffer? Is it all nothing but a huge,frightful joke? Will we live on eternally? Do our life and death have a meaning?" We must answer these questions in some way if we are to go on living-indeed,if we are to go on dying!
Movement 2
A memory,a ray of sunlight,pure and cloudless,out of the departed's life. You must surely have had the experience of burying someone dear to you,and then,perhaps,on the way back,some long forgotten hour of shared happiness suddenly rose before your inner eye,sending,as it were, a sunbeam into your soul-not overcast by any shadow-and you almost forgot what had juse taken place.
Movement 3
When you awaken from that blissful dream and are forced to return to this tangled life of ours,it may easily happen that this this surge of life ceaselessly in motion,never resting,never comprehensible,suddenly seems eerie,like the billowing
dancing figures in a brightly lit ballroom that gaze into from outside in the dark,and from a distance so great that you can no longer hear the music. Then the turning and twisting movement of the couples seems senseless.You must imagine that,to one who has lost his identity and his happiness,the world looks like this-distorted and crazy,as if reflected in a concave mirror.Life then becomes meaningless.Utter disgust for every form of existence and evolution seizes him in an iron grip,and he cries out in a scream of anguish.Movement 4
The moving voice of naive faith sounds in our ears,"I am from God and will return to God. The dear God will give me a light,will light me to eternal blessed life!"
Movement 5
Once more we must confront terrifying questions, The movement starts with the same dreadful scream of anguish that ended the scherzo.The voice of the Callar is heard.The end of every living thing has come,the Last Judgment is at hand,and the horror of the Day of Days has come upon us.The earth trembles;the Last Trump sounds;the graves burst open;all the creatures struggle out of the ground,moaning and trembling,Now they march in a mighty procession: rich and poor,peasants and kings,the whole church with bishops and popes. All have the same fear,all cry and tremble alike because, in the eyes of God,there are no just men.The cry for mercy and forgiveness sounds fearful in our ears. The wailing becomes gradually more terrible.Our senses desert us;all consciousness dies as the Eternal Judge approaches. The trumpets of the Apocalypse ring out. Finally,after all have left their empty graves and the earth lies silent and deserted,there comes only the long-drawn note of the bird of death.Even it finally dies.
What happens now is far from expected. Everything has ceased to exist. The gentle sound of a chorus of saints and heavenly hosts is then heard. Soft and simple,the words gently swell up: "Rise again,yes,rise again thou wilt! Then the glory of God comes into sight. A wondrous light strikes us to the heart. All is quiet and blissful. Lo and behold:there is no judgement,no sinners,no just men,no great and no small;there is no punishment and no reward. "A feeling of overwhelming love fills us with blissful knowledge and illuminates our existence. -
2005-11-02
YOU
As sure as I believe there's a heaven above,
I know there's something much more,
something even non-believers can believe in.
I believe in love.
Without true love we just exist.
Until you find the love you've missed you're nothing.
When you walk let your heart lead the way
and you'll find love any day. -
2005-11-01
the most...
没吃午饭。
下午三点，饿的要死。
没时间出去买东西吃。
忽然间，
女同事送来水果一堆。
没什么原因地。
她是习惯性地关心我了。
又一次在关键时刻挽救了我。
吃。
一边吃一边想，世界上你TM最爱谁？
居然是同事
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2005-10-31
one principle:do not complain
和朋友聊起他曾在BLOG里面提到的人，没想到的是，他说：你知道吗，XX其实很天真。
在BLOG里，XX是那么...............
说吃惊也不算，谁没有dark side呢。
我惟一吃惊的是，原来我的朋友，也是个不愿抱怨的人。
我们都宽恕了生活，和神达成了和解。
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2005-10-31
the pics took in Bei Hai Park
给朋友看在北海公园拍的照片。
朋友很客气，说了不少，但我总结了一下，他的感觉基本只有一个：你穿的真可怕。
但是人家不这么说，
“you do not look fat and, you are not (fat）.just you choose the wrong dress.”
(it seems that i choose all my dresses in all my life all wrong.
damn it.)人家不说你的那套衣服扔了吧，人家讲：
“you try to be "casual and sporty"....but the result not well 100% as you imaginie.”
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2005-10-30
北海公园的婚纱照
yesterday，和LA来的朋友在后海吃了饭，一起去北海公园走走。
天气非常好，clear blue sky.
但是朋友说，“小时候的天，那才叫瓦蓝瓦蓝的，蓝的看不到底。”
我记得。
下午的北海公园很详和，仍然有人扎堆跳20年前的集体舞，或者唱歌，朋友说：北京够包容，什么形态都有。
走过很多次北海公园，仍然高兴。
如果我以为一个地方好，我会去很多次。
快走到南门的时候，天有些趋向黑的迹象（北京现在天黑的真早，六点不到，就基本全黑了。过分。）但发现这个时候这个角度看白塔，非常漂亮。
可惜相机没电了。
看到一对新人在拍婚纱照，从背影看，非常美。
新郎是个老外，新娘是中国人。
朋友走到正面去看，说，新郎很漂亮，新娘有点老。
还有点胖。
（赚了赚了
自南京条约以来，首次胜利了）但夕阳下两个人的背影，真漂亮。
朋友说，你走近看看吧，你还有机会这样呢。
（对啊还不只一次呢
）朋友说，希望你看了这样的场面，能对婚姻更有信心。
我非常感动。
很少有人说婚姻的好话了。
大家都在抱怨。包括我。
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2005-10-28
TRY TO BE OUT TO BE IN
周五的晚上工作到10：30。
这就是光棍的好处了。
想工作到几点就几点。
工作烦，家很省心吗？
和工作相比，家可能更是一种不可控制的幸福。
什么都好，有啥要啥吧。将就是福。
幸福的关键是，抱残守缺。
幸福的局外人，不错。
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2005-10-27
do you like "Mr. big"?
I said "no" ,and she ,my friend, a little surprised.
I said i am not the kind of creature who wants the moon.
If i am aware of any distance,then, there will be more distances.
And i think man should not talk like this:
"Carrie: Does this mean we're seeing each other again? Officially?
Big: I don't know what officially mean.
Carrie: For real
Big: Every moment of my life is real baby.
I can tell you one thing, I sure did miss you, officially.Carrie: Did you cry?
Big: No, but I did listen to a hell of a lot of Sinatra."
What a kind of dialog.......
pathetic.
If i am Carrie, maybe i will ask Big like that "do you know that my intelligence quotient is above140?"
yes,"The reason why Big so charming is he always knew what proper word to say,anywhere, anytime."
yes,"Big always know how to make women smile and never put himself to the position he didn't want to be."
but when comes to the question of "so strong so uncontrollable and so self-centred", intelligence, some unrelenting intelligence,emerges.
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2005-10-23
Heroic Rendezvous
每次去上海和香港都要买一件这个牌子的衣服，非常喜欢。衣服非常孩子气，但不会太孩子气，价钱也不孩子气。
想起在上海的时候Lisa 请我去Shanghai Moon Restaurant,在新锦江、花园一带，斜对着锦江迪生。那里曾经是我们一度常出没的地方。
餐厅很怀旧，我爱吃上海菜。
走在淮海路上，想起以前上下班一个人每天走过这条街，那时几乎每一家店有什么都熟悉，每天买很多很多，包装都来不及拆。
多空虚。
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2005-10-21
回北京的飞机上
从耳机里偶然听到Frank Sinatra 的My Way,
忽然间，很愚蠢地震动了。
这首歌写的好，地球人都知道了。
谁都以为这首歌是写给他/她自己的，突然间，我也以为了。
而且是很强烈地震动了。
也许是我们不断地长大，不断地面对、认识和反省自己。
My Way
Written by: Paul Anka, Claude Francois, Gilles Thibault, Jacques Revaux Arranger: Don CostaAnd now, the end is here
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I traveled each and ev'ry highway
And more, much more than this, I did it my wayRegrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this, I did it my wayYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my wayI've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way,
"Oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way"For what is a woman, what has she got?
If not herself, then she has naught
To say the things she truly feels and not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way!Yes, it was my way
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2005-10-18
出差到上海
觉的还是上海人民喜欢我，因为我符合他们的小要求。
他们喜欢名牌，我有。
每次我穿上名牌，他们就觉的我是个名牌的人。
我也喜欢整那些无聊的东西在身上，因为反正闲着也是闲着，心灵（如果有的话）长年空虚着呢。
如果恰好有人看着我高兴，倒是无意予了人尊重，也是好事。
我在广州不行，穿GUCCI，有一次，走在街上别人没说什么，自己羞愧万分，太不协调了。
对上海我是很有感情的，和广州的一样多（将来对北京的不知道是什么样，可能更热乎些）。上海人其实不错，相处好了，会发现他们是很守规矩的公民，对人是有真感情的。
深夜的虹桥机场显得有些残旧，我想起十几年前数次在这个当时上海惟一的机场起降的情形，所谓往事历历，但均一去杳然。“我们便是这样活着。”
我离开上海的时候，所有上海的朋友均表惋惜，他们是为了我好，那是肯定的，从他们言语表情的缝隙里，我知道他们想说什么，他们疑惑我为什么选择了二流的人生。可惜我根本就不在乎流（定坚），或者是，在最愚蠢的时候，我还是知道自己在干什么。
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2005-10-18
张艺谋真谦虚
吃饭。总得说点什么吧。敬酒。
“我是你的FANS.”我诚心诚意地讲。
张艺谋比我还诚心，“我是新浪的FANS.我每天看新浪。”
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2005-10-15
女友突然说要离婚
最受打击的竟然是我，伤心之下，长咳不起。
当初看着他们恋爱，那么开心。
后来看着他们成家，生孩子，那么不容易。
一个乐哈哈的漂亮故娘，被生活改变了。
不知为什么，没羡慕过结婚的人。也不同情。
在家躺了一天，上网，听Rachmaninov No.3,躺累了举哑铃，发呆。
离就离吧，勉强无幸福。
我是不会劝人的，连安慰的话都不会说，朋友问我意见，我竟然讲：“离婚很普通啊，人生最坏的，还没来呢。”
这是什么话。
放下电话的时候，我第一次对女友说：“我爱你呢。”
猪胖故猪在
小心肉滑
