I miss you, Hedwig.

I think, no doubt, I belong to rock n roll.

If I were born in the 60s, I would cry out my love in Woodstock; if in 70s, you know I would definitely look as glamorous as I can. You probably would not understand how much your story rocked my world, and I didn’t realized it either until lately.

Awkwardly while I am trying to document something at this moment with my tears streaming down, I lost all the words. When you dedicate your whole to love, to life and to rock’n'rollers, can I dare to say I feel connected thoroughly to you? I was trembling listening to Lauper covered your “Midnight Radio”, and she’s really doing more than alright.

Can we hold on to each other tonight? Can you see my hands up?

When Daft Punk goes a cappella, could Kanye West be “strongest”?

Needless to say, we all know how talented Kanye West is. As a mutli-platinum Hip-Hop producer, rapper, songwriter and an artist, he has proved himself more than adequate and confident to what he is doing. Each time his refreshing take-on of old stuff always rocks the world, from big band sparkling classic “Diamonds Are Forever” to the latest groovy remake of Daft Punk’s anchor piece “Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger”. Even Daft Punk themselves showed up on the stage of Grammy with him, what more can you say?

Nevertheless, what I am trying to get to here is not about Kanye West, it’s about THE SONG. Can you imagine to perform this dancy tune through A Cappella? Yes, people already did that before Kanye West made it into a synth rap mega hit. I was on my break of finishing my homework and accidentally found this on YouTube. Suddenly I had difficulty to figure out my preference between single mastermind or group power.

Always, to look life in the face

Luc senses a hole in his life.

It bothers him for weeks. He thinks that it results from a drastically paralyzing daily routine which can not be carried on properly. He used to be a punctual student, wake up at 7 and be on time at school at 9. Although he knows learning another foreign language is not his priority, he still tries to enjoy it, and maybe somehow he does. To be with classmates, to be praised by the teachers, to utilise his talent in communication, and to impress everyone how rapidly he can catch up the phrases and grammars give him the pleasure. However, all the routine has the same fatal factor which would be generated by itself inevitably, boredom, not to mention this is not obligatory routine but a chosen one.

Additionally, this moment in his life, for Luc, is not crystal clear. Leaving his country to a strange place to settle down with merely a vague vision of what he might want or try to do and all these restrictions a foreign place could bring, language barrier, culture difference, racism, and self-esteem issue, he finally realizes it is more difficult to be yourself right here right now. As if one looks at the foggy sight with scratched dirty goggles, not promising at all.

Is it the place and timing? They say it tops the third place of highest suicide rate on this planet. It still snows in March, which is more considered to be so called spring time. It is not really depressing to him. It just lasts too long, like his own blear condition. He knows it would be too passive to sit and wait for a breakthrough point, but he feels there is nothing he can actually progress.

He senses a hole in his life, when he looks it in the face.

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