A dead shot: Wilhelm Furtwangler -------Myth of Darkness
The rolling stones, Led zeppelin, Mott The Hoople, Humble Pie, Ted Nugent & The Amboy Dukes, New york dolls, Johnny thunders, T-rex, David Bowie, MC5, Deep Purple, Jefferson airplane, The velvet underground, The doors,The who, Mick Ronson, Steve Took, Jim hendrix, Leon Russell, Frank zappa, Joe Cocker, The Kinks, Cream, Ravi Shankar, George Harrison, Quicksilver Messenger Service, The Creation, John Cipollina, Atomic Rooster, Grand Funk Railroad, Black Sabbath, Can, Traffic, Ten Years After, Manfred Mann, Country Joe & the Fish, Grateful Dead, Buffalo Springfield, Blue Cheer, Montrose, Foghat, Hawkwind, Big Brother & The Holding Company, Candy lo,
在去市区的路上起初一切正常,国防部的墙上挂着老式苏联米格战斗机,火车顶上站满了人,三轮车在马路上肆意穿梭,我忽视了这是一个世界上人口密度最大,最贫穷的国家,也忽视了George Harrison在歌中唱到 Bangla Desh, Bangla Desh Where so many people are dying fast And it sure looks like a mess I've never seen such distress Now won't you lend your hand and understand
Such a great disaster - I don't understand But it sure looks like a mess I've never known such distress Now please don't turn away, I want to hear you say Relieve the people of Bangla Desh Relieve Bangla Desh
我在达卡老城区下了车,在黑暗中爬上宾馆顶楼的房间,坐在沙发上的人们上下打量着我,眼神将要把我穿透,我钻进自己的房间,头顶的吊扇蒸发着我的汗水,噪音无时无刻都回旋在我耳边,捡起门外塞进的卡片——“Southasian massage with lady bang”,这他妈不是伊斯兰国家吗!我在床头坐了很久,一刹那,回忆几乎把我击倒,第一夜我在半睡半醒中度过。
cox's bazar,我躺在沙滩上睡觉,醒来后围观的人群已经遮挡住太阳,他们像看动物一样看着我,研究着我的中南海,我给他们发了一圈,我之前一天百般周折来到这里,在靠近海岸的旅馆住下,等我之前认识的音乐家朋友,他来孟加拉比我早一个月,这一个月他都呆在St Martin’s island,孟加拉最南端的一个小岛,种种原因我没有能抵达这个岛,只能躺在这里等他,翻看到书上的一段话,Cox’s bazaar, welcome to beach life, Bangladeshi style, the usual question, “why have you come here?” doesn’t get asked because the answer is obvious-you’ve come to be at the seaside.
我对这个朋友的印象停留在Rishikesh日出的时候必然起床,之后在浴室里面冲凉水澡,之前必须卷根粗的,一边冲澡一边抽,烟还不湿,之后会听到从浴室传出的哭声,没有为什么…….离开的时候我只在他的本子上写了“musician,hashish and tears from bathroom,you’ll down with ganges.”朋友如期而至,依然背着他的Didgeridoo,精神状态好很多,我们在海鲜市场得到新鲜的鱿鱼,海虾,贝类…….之后用我的小电锅煮汤,佐料配料只有陪淩榨菜,就着孟加拉威士忌,那种浓烈的怪味我永远也忘不了…….之后醉醺醺的两个人走上最少5公里,来到城外海滩边的山上,他给我演奏他的曲目,我给他看我养的两只小海龟在沙堆上赛跑…….之后是死一般的寂静,眼神深深陷进孟加拉湾,我盼望着远处的乌云快点飘到我的头顶,来浇灭这空谷的寂静。几天后我的机票快要到期了,我要回达卡,在公车站他告诉我他还要回小岛呆上一段时间,最后的对话是他劝我把两只小海龟带上飞机……..我知道此别以后将永远见不到他。
之后你将离开这里,不知道你的下一站在哪里,小岛?特别行政区?西洋? 不管你在哪里,我都摸着你的脑袋站在你旁边。你引导我想起了喀什到乌鲁木齐的love of slow train. 我也将出趟远门,去哪里?一切随性,直到远的找不到回家的路基。
Hello passenger, You give me love, and make me lazy, then, you make me sad in all the day. Hello acushla, I give you love, and make me positivity, then, you keep my side inall my life.