Archive for July 27th, 2010
田原，新迷幻
最近聽的是田原的個人專輯。已經多久沒有沒聽到負載著意境的音樂。音樂不只是歌，不是一些旋律歌詞拉雜在一起的東西，而是你能從中聽到連棉的音樂感、抽象的氣氛和意境。田原的歌便有這種一致感，你感覺到曲詞編監各個部份不是工廠的各個冰冷組件，而是有血有肉的有機體。
從主打及開首的《她和她的房間》已蔓延著的黑暗音樂感，左右聲道穿插著田原刻意拉扯的唱嗓，顯得十分陰鬱鬼魅。如《I see you》、《Who am I to whom》等等，那昏沉迷途的音色就像Massive Attack的《teardrop》的孩子。這麼有格調的迷幻美感，竟非來自英倫，而是產自內地。
田原的聲音或高或降，是女孩的聲音也是女人的聲音。那些色調灰暗的電吉他、合成器打造的浩翰宇宙，完全將專輯中其他類型的歌曲比下去。放在專輯最後的《Nuclear Angel》短短兩分幾鐘，旋律和唱腔真是美得悽涼，連著鋼琴的間奏，聽上去是甜膩，內裡卻是非常悲涼的情緒。Live版的鋼琴伴奏便是強化了這種音樂印象。
在田原的博客上看到她說，這張拉拖了七八年的新專輯收到不少負面評價，謂：
「新專輯出來了，看到的、聽到的最多是質疑。如果說心情不被此影響，肯定是扯的。許多人說聲音變了，許多人說不如第一張，許多人說很造作，許多人說很膩歪，許多人說很噁心……恩，我都接受。」
真離譜，這麼好聽的歌，不叫座也應該叫好。連一向吹捧獨立音樂的文藝青年們也頗有惡評‥‥‥好歌沒有好報，我接受唔到囉。
田原(2010)
田原
廠牌：東樂
- 01 她和她的房間 √
- 02 I see you √
- 03 Another Yesterday
- 04 拼圖遊戲
- 05 Locked in the moon √
- 06 放聲再見
- 07 Who am I to whom √
- 08 Jelly
- 09 花
- 10 Nuclear Angel √
- 11 Nuclear Angel (Hidden track) √
Path of creating
I am not good at writing about my stuff. I was used to spit my emotion by writing when I was a teenage boy. Although I have lost the ability to do so. Several novels have been written in months, which are longer than my previous works. It’s hard to say anything about them. In fact when you are writing something, you have to admit it there is something, some kind of message, you want to spread through the story. My messages have been put in it also, and nothing much to say about them outside the novel. Yet, the hard time I have experienced is worth talking.
Lately I have been wandering in the chinese culture. I guess my cultural origin is not chinese at all but adopted from western culture since I read a lot of western fictions in my childhood. Nevertheless I have become quite political and intellectual lately. Historical stuff is interesting to me now. The lately transition is been somewhat shown on the fictions I have done. My fictions now are not about my emotion anymore but some individual topics. Recently my topic is about China, as you can see quite a lot of works set on eastern background have been done.
Writing long fiction is like struggle with a great illness, a high fever. In the progress your brain is full of ideas about it even you are eating or shitting. Whether you like it or not, it’s just the way it is. It feels exhausted. The activity undoubtedly hurts my health. Unfortunately I am not a heathy guy as I always have been. I am quite feeble from over-writing therefore I am going to stop my writing activities, sign for that. Fortunately, my spiritual core is rechargeable. I am going to seek some new Inspirations.
works of 2010
