我还可以说些什么，亲爱的Blonde Redhead

无论是Misery Is a Butterfly，还是23，我听到的时候都不嫌迟。在这两张唱片里所感受的情绪，都很饱满，没有任何一丝空隙让我插进自己的情绪。那么这一张Melody Of Certain Damaged Lemons，却又让我找到见缝插针的陋习，痛苦也好，尖躁也好，孤独也好，麻痹也好，统统涌上心头。我听Blonde Redhead的歌，始终能在听见的第一个音符后便无法自拔地沉进去。但那又怎样呢，这不代表我能对他们的音乐有多了解。我不了解他们在2000年时发生的事情，那属于他们的初期，沉寂4年的前一刻，改变自我在别人眼里的音乐风格，商议着重新起步，或许极为艰难。他们从这以后的每张唱片，也许逐渐妥协与萎缩，却也不会落败。因为，听了他们的三张唱片，我仍可以说，亲爱的Blonde Redhead。除了喜爱，我再没有别的剩余感觉。

她是一个日本女人，英文发音如此不标准，声线过于沙哑，每次停顿都有所迟疑，但她唱的每一个字，都很漂亮。即使一些情绪很多余很矫情很不切实际，但谁人没有情绪。当我听着它而挖掘起它们时，我兴奋地沉溺，而当我关闭它重新回到现实，我仍能够继续麻木不仁。而她的声音在我想要找到的时候，永久在。音乐是这么好的东西。世间万物，无能比拟。

而这首For The Damaged，是这场喜爱再度被诱发的根源。即使有些情绪的不断重复让我想死的心又有了。

Maybe again he will be alone
Guess were equally damaged
Find your name do it all the same equally
Signal when you cant breathe no more

Say you were me then you could see the view
Youll know we are equally damaged
Dont be a fool make it easier
Youll learn to say when
Signal if you cant say no more

Dont cross your finger
Sundays will never change
They keep on coming
Youll be a freak
And ill keep you company Maybe again he will be alone
Guess were equally damaged
Find your name do it all the same equally
Signal when you cant breathe no more

Say you were me then you could see the view
Youll know we are equally damaged
Dont be a fool make it easier
Youll learn to say when
Signal if you cant say no more

Dont cross your finger
Sundays will never change
They keep on coming
Youll be a freak
And ill keep you company