Lyrics Written by Charles Aznavour and Herbert Kretzmer
She may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
Maybe my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a Heaven or a Hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell....
She, who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She maybe the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows in the past
That I remember 'till the day I die
She maybe the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I care for through the rough and ready years
Me, I'll take the laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is
She....She
Oh, she....
Wednesday 23 July 2008
Sunday 20 July 2008
Ranting and Raving
1) Summer camp.
Well that is enough to rant and rave about straight away! Getting up early every single morning is taking its tole but think i am slowly getting use to it. At least it gets me up early and i don't waste the day.
2) Picking out art activities that you know you are bad at.
Origami has always been one of my pets hates but i refuse to admit i'm that bad at it! Always up for a challenge, i thought i would roll it out once again. How can i be shown up by a bunch of 10 year olds? Seriously, how could i go wrong? How wrong could i be! It all started off so well with delicate folds and detailed instructions. What a high! I'm teaching Origami and it is going well.... What's that? A double-back-folded-reverse cross over? How did i miss that one? What on earth? Wait kids, bear with me here, i can do this, wait for it! Sit down, i can do this! Teacher? Doesn't it mean this? Everyone in the class is able to perform this intricate fold with ease whilst mine goes to pot. My seahorse now looked like something that could be mistaken for Michael Jackson's nose. Put them in the bin kids, this is just not working is it? Humiliated, i left class to spend the next hour trying to master the damn seahorse on my own. Failed misserably! To hell with you Origami!!
3) Gas Prices.
When i arrived in Taiwan i could feel up my scooters tank for less than NT$100. Now, it costs me at least NT$170. Damn oil prices!!
4) Talking to myself?
Am i going mad? Maybe this is the consequence of living on my own, but still.... Its not healthy, stop it!
Rant over! Feeling much better now :-)
Well that is enough to rant and rave about straight away! Getting up early every single morning is taking its tole but think i am slowly getting use to it. At least it gets me up early and i don't waste the day.
2) Picking out art activities that you know you are bad at.
Origami has always been one of my pets hates but i refuse to admit i'm that bad at it! Always up for a challenge, i thought i would roll it out once again. How can i be shown up by a bunch of 10 year olds? Seriously, how could i go wrong? How wrong could i be! It all started off so well with delicate folds and detailed instructions. What a high! I'm teaching Origami and it is going well.... What's that? A double-back-folded-reverse cross over? How did i miss that one? What on earth? Wait kids, bear with me here, i can do this, wait for it! Sit down, i can do this! Teacher? Doesn't it mean this? Everyone in the class is able to perform this intricate fold with ease whilst mine goes to pot. My seahorse now looked like something that could be mistaken for Michael Jackson's nose. Put them in the bin kids, this is just not working is it? Humiliated, i left class to spend the next hour trying to master the damn seahorse on my own. Failed misserably! To hell with you Origami!!
3) Gas Prices.
When i arrived in Taiwan i could feel up my scooters tank for less than NT$100. Now, it costs me at least NT$170. Damn oil prices!!
4) Talking to myself?
Am i going mad? Maybe this is the consequence of living on my own, but still.... Its not healthy, stop it!
Rant over! Feeling much better now :-)
Wednesday 16 July 2008
Sir Ian Mckellen
An acclaimed Shakespearean actor, and known worldwide for his role as Gandalf, Sir Ian Mckellen is one of the greatest talents Britain has ever produced. Yet it would appear that this British institution has been subjected to death threats throughout his life simply due to the fact that he is gay.
To me he is such a role model; professional and not afraid to ever speak his mind. Coming out live on radio in the 1980's when being gay was still a 'big deal', he has been a committed advocate and campaigner of equal rights. Why anyone would even consider killing such a guy simply due to the fact that he likes guys is beyond me. The only reassuring part is that he says the death threats have subsided.
This is the twenty-first century people, stop being so single-minded! To your integrity and perseverance under such duress i salute you Sir Ian.
Tuesday 15 July 2008
Friday 11 July 2008
Duffy: Rockferry
This beautifully constructed album, the debut offering from Welsh singer Duffy, is the most appealing of the young soul sirens encroaching upon the music scene at present. Suggestions that this album is just a sixties pastiche are quite frankly ornery. The title track does, admittedly, sound like a lost transmission that took decades to get through; yet these songs are effective and stunning. Set to some wonderful orchestral settings and some exquisite underplayed guitar work this awesome wall of sound is truly stunning. However, it is Duffy's amazing voice which makes the songs so satisfying to listen to. She has the ability to be top of her game if the her next few albums are as well crafted as this one. A cracker of a debut!
Saturday 5 July 2008
All-you-can-drink antics!
One thing about Taichung, which is miss, is the fact that when you go out, most places are all-you-can-drink. Such a feature is rather rare in Taipei but as i found out last, night, they actually do exist. The place to be for such a feat appears to be Zhong Xiao Dong Hua. After meeting my new friend, Lester, we walked around trying to find the best place. The first stop was a place underground. We decided no, firstly going underground to enter a place always spell trouble from my experience, and secondly, the place looked like a complete dive! The second place looked more like an escort bar which always puts the fear of God into me! So, we finally decided on a place called Match.
We had great fun there, the place was nice and the company was great. We talked for ages and drank ourselves senseless. Nice to meet someone who can drink as much as i can and to talk to so freely about things.
Unfortunately we drank a bit too much but i had no choice but to sober up and look after Lester who passed out, almost unconcious, on the floor. The lesson learnt is not to abuse the generous offer of all-you-can-drink. Due to a complete screw up an otherwise great night was ruined! I had to meet him the next day to return all his stuff, plus shoes! Long story! Anyway, glad everything is fine now. Lesson learnt!
We had great fun there, the place was nice and the company was great. We talked for ages and drank ourselves senseless. Nice to meet someone who can drink as much as i can and to talk to so freely about things.
Unfortunately we drank a bit too much but i had no choice but to sober up and look after Lester who passed out, almost unconcious, on the floor. The lesson learnt is not to abuse the generous offer of all-you-can-drink. Due to a complete screw up an otherwise great night was ruined! I had to meet him the next day to return all his stuff, plus shoes! Long story! Anyway, glad everything is fine now. Lesson learnt!
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