Bruise Me Bruce, The Rock N Roll Way

Picture from Amazon

Over the weekend, went to do a little music shopping.
Bought BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN’s
“Born To Run” 30th Anniversary Edition.
A 3-Disc Set -
- One Audio CD (a remaster of “Born To Run”)
- One 90 mins Documentary DVD (on the album “Born To Run”,
plus rare clips)
- One 2 hours Concert DVD (‘live’ London 1975)

Picture from Amazon

Seeing it displayed prominently on the rack,
(OK, the ‘summer sale’ rack),
I assumed this year is its 30th year.
(I was wrong)
Did a quick check on google, and I realised
it would be the 32nd year this Saturday, August 25!

Woah!

So I spent Sunday listening the CD & watching the documentary
(& the rare concert clips).

Man, eye opener, ear opener, brain opener, heart opener,
& yes, had my mouth opened too.

You see, I called myself a product from Generation Lost,
I love Rock N Roll but only learn the true spirit in recent years…
and so, having spent Sunday with The Boss,
hearing, watching, feeling his passion (& intensity),
his energy, his talent, his soul, his honesty,
and more passion, help found me missings !

Now, I am still left with the Concert DVD to watch,
but it would be so timely for me to do it this Saturday,
32 years on rocking to 32 years back, an experience I can’t wait!
So go listen some BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN on this special day.

Let’s all hail to Rock N Roll !

Here’s a youtube video featuring the London performance of
the song “BORN TO RUN” at the 1975 “BORN TO RUN Tour”



Also check out this rare & raw video featuring
a 1978 ‘live’ performance of the song.

“BORN TO RUN” (also title of) Bruce Springsteen's third album,
was a breakthrough hit and launched his career in the
U.S. & around the World.

The album's reputation has not suffered over time.
Rolling Stone’s 2003 list (most current list)
ranked “BORN TO RUN” at number 18 of
the greatest 500 albums of all time.

*Information from - wikipedia

I'm really happy, had a great great great day.

My alter-ego holding my prized possession

While I paid for my John Lennon CD & DVD ,
I suddenly remembered my brother telling me about seeing a
promo poster for The Cure Concert 2007 in this same store a
couple of weeks ago.

So I asked the girl at the counter -
if they have any poster of The Cure that they can give me.
The girl looked confused, asked her colleague,2 of them
mumbled a bit, and disappeared into the storeroom.
A few minutes later, they emerged out with a half-A3 hard-back
promo poster of The Cure Concert 2007 !

Oh, on top of the promo poster, I am also the lucky owner of a couple

of promo postcards of The Cure, when I stumbled upon them before
my meeting earlier today.

I think tonight I will smile my way to bed while counting down
Cure for Fine City .

I'm really happy, had a great great day

My alter-ego holding my copies of the music & film.

I found the Music Soundtrack CD and the Movie DVD
of the documentary " The U.S. VS. John Lennon "
at a music store and I bought both !

Just a few weeks back,
I was complaining about the film not making to this part
of the world. Now that it's finally here in DVD, even better!
Will be listening to the CD tomorrow.
Will be watching the DVD this weekend.

Can't wait!

(Not heard about the film? Let me lead you )

Evolution of Personal Portable Music Players

As far as I can remember,
my first encounter with a portable media player
was when I was small,
young and small.

I didn't own one,
my folks couldn't afford one,
but you would hear one
somewhere 'singing' to everyone
on every other crowded public bus.

To be accurate,
it was far from 'singing',
it was what I called 'zschzing',
cause that was what it exactly sounds like,
coming out from a transistor radio -
zipping in & out of the frequency,
with the DJ, and some bands, then it cut to Mr Darkie Man.

As I grew a little older,
the 'zschzing' was hardly there,
instead were the buttons flipping 'tack tack',
as the players were now taking casettes.

Quickly, as time moves on,
when headphones take on,
anywhere outside your head,
the only sound was dead.

It was around the same time,
when I finally owned my first prize,
my very own Walkman player,
which I learn painting using only ears.

Soon the paintings I did became than life larger,
as the bass, treble and eq things,
keep getting louder & better.

As I grew taller,
and of course much older,
I got my second gift when it was about to leave,
this times it plays flat round things called CD,
which now makes my paintings go shiny.

Years have passed,
another new form surpassed,
this time it comes in quite tiny,
called itself MP3.

Out buried many bulky players,
replaced were flat white posers,
few thousand musicians on the go,
all for the sake of every busy urban joe.

Slowly disconnected from the outside world,
as more artists resigned to retreat into dream world,
the giants have now invented a new form,
which conveniently plants into your phones.

Now you can zip from dream to reality,
first you hear the DJ, and some bands,
then you talk to Mr Insurance Man.

All sound good till you listen for good,
somehow the sound was not as good,
with earphones ditched, it tuned up loud & rude.
The sound is now thin, like in a can of tin,
back comes the constant 'zschzing',
everywhere annoying,
every living thing.


And that's my recollection of
The Evolution of Personal Portable Music Players.