8mile的音乐

“废人们都在忙些什么？” 这只是一个在雨后潮湿夜晚南方城市中的人遥想着华北平原的自言自语。他正在为毫无意义的文本填充一个又一个的字符。却感觉自己已无法再为喜爱的东西再写下一个字。写满的一页纸依旧是空的，塞满日程的一天也是空的，甚至每一天也是空的。 “唱片完成之时，空地已经被耸立的高楼填满。我们渴望这张塞了很多东西的唱片还能留下空地的丝缕感觉，这样的话，所有听到的人，就有可能并肩站在一起。” 于是他微笑着看着唱片扉页的这句话，他感觉自己最不需要的就是填满，他质疑喜爱本身。他怀疑自己从未喜爱过那些东西，或者根本就没有喜爱只有欲望。他质疑美好的东西，他不相信还有美好的音乐，他觉得那只是可有可无的点缀，他麻木得不需要缓冲就能着陆于岩石。他在南方的小城想像着那个从未见到的北方城市，他只知道那里跟绝大多数中国的城市一样有着人民商场、人民公园、人民路之类的地名，于是他感觉自己跟他们开始一样，开始变成和他们一样的人，他想杀死他们杀死自己，杀死那些一模一样的人，那些在石家庄或广州的人，但他却要偏执地想象着在华北平原上的那群年轻人有着和自己一样的想法，他无能地猜度他人的生活，与自己无关的人。 可是，他依旧不知道废人们在忙些什么？

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我记得一个叫的ANSON电台欧西音乐主持人曾经说过,有个人的声音他可以有像LIAM那样超级磁性的,也可以有像THE VERVE里边主唱RICHARD的那样超级性感的...大家知道说的是谁吧！ 这样的声音无需过多的形容： 就贴一首我最爱的歌的歌词吧： Traffic We all face the same way, Still it takes all day I take a look to my left, Pick out the worst and the best She paints her lip, greasy and thick Another mirror stare And she's going where? Another office affair, to kill an unborn scare You talk dirty to a priest, it makes you human at least Is she running away, to start a brand new day? Or she's going home, why's she driving alone? Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's got to be, somewhere She's got a body in the boot? Or just bags of food? Those are models legs, but are they women's, are they men's? She shouts down the phone, she missed a payment on the loan She's go to be above the rest, keeping up with the best Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's got to be, somewhere Waits tables for a crook? You wrote a hardback book You teach kids how to read, sell your body on the street And nurse without a job, another up town snob But have I got you all wrong, one look and you were gone Is anyone going anywhere? Is anyone going anywhere? Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's got to be, somewhere 只是一种慵懒的英伦小忧郁~ 却令我着迷

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