Compact Disc
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It’s Sunday. Jamming Sunday. Singer-musician-owner of Van’s Unforgettable was kidding, after a round of live and unrehearsed performances that we should just play a commercially released CD since we at times failed at recalling certain lyrics. He had a point. The age of automation and atomization is here. Each of us, with headset and in private…
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While waiting for my next appointment, I heard a man whistle. He carried a tune while being oblivious to outsiders. Maybe he just try to pass the time in between classes. Maybe we should whistle too. We are all passing the time. Some of us are doing time. Stephen Hawking wishes he could hear his own…
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Instead of “I woke up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comes to me…” like Paul McCartney, I woke up to strange sounds these days: peddlers who use “low tech” au parleur (bull horn) mounted on bicycles or tri-cycles (selling boot-legged CD‘s). In fact, it was my first time got chased by pleasant sound from…
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He is the man. My man. Summer night 40 some years ago, he practiced his guitar on the roof behind my house (like a line in Your Song). Today he is still playing, whistling and singing. On previous trips, I watched him perform along with two other members in an outdoor cafe. Slowly, it winded…
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Pink Floyd is rushing their digitally remastered CD box set for back2school season. Its last. End of an era. “The Wall” is coming down and we “don’t need no education”. Just download it. News for free. Music for free. Phone calls for free. Even when you ask the butcher for a cheaper cut of meat, that…
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As soon as I got a copy of Financial Crisis Inquiry Commission Report from Amazon, I put it away, for closure. We got similar “reports” such as the Pentagon Papers, the 9/11 Commission Report etc…just for record keeping There have been many levels of coping with this financial tsunami: million-dollar homes selling for half-price, giant…
Thang Nguyen 555 