perhaps love

ive been thinking much about jacky cheung's concert
and about the reenactments from perhaps love

this brief segment of the concert has signifcant value to me

i owe it this

this musical told the story of 3 artists
who only sought beautiful things in life
and the greatest beauty of all -

love

they fought and battled for this beauty
the aggression and desperation began
the beauty of love diminished
the innocence defiled

love became an unspeakable unfathomable tragic

it started with a naive love between two people
this sweet bitter love story soon faded
such mishap adversely leads to another man's fortune
he finds her, he loves her
he possesses her

and wants to conquer all of her

she loved him back
but also loved her past
unable to detangle herself from the past
and unable to give her all to the present

she wanted to move forward

but couldnt help to look backward

they each become a part of the triangle

the three corners could never meet , could never connect

would never be complete ...

... perhaps, love

*from the producer & director of comrades, almost a love story*

lil lam

another weekend day

i stand alone

january 2007 - i slept through life

february 2007 - i continued sleeping

march 2007 - i awoke from my slumber in haze

april 2007 - i smiled some

may 2007 - i found solitude

june 2007 - i reflected

july 2007 - i turned 24

august 2007 - i smiled a little more

september 2007 - i was ready to go home

october 2007 - i found some strength

november 2007 - i found some motivation

december 2007 - i'm ready to stand alone

some people can't be replaced, and some memories can't be taken away.

they call it growing pains....
but i've tread the paths, endured the pain, and left my marks...

they call it emotional baggage..
i call it history in the making...
and in this book of history....

i crawled, dragged my feet, but finally learned to walk.

It's taken this long, but I'm ready for 2008 - to finally stand alone.

image borrowed from yoshitomo nara

2007 was fair, but 2008 will be gre8t! (with an 8)

a song to end the year

an ode to life & music by justin lo

hl

12.31.07

2:52 am

jacky says...

there's a price to pay to growing up

growth is a long difficult process

growing up, you will experience happiness and then sadness

or sadness and then happiness

and this will continue to alternate and fluctuate throughout your entire life

2003 was the worst year of jacky's life and career as he bid farewell to two of his friends

then came 2005, the best year of his life

as he was blessed with a daughter

lessons dont come easy

thats the price to pay for growing up

you just have to live through the sadness

and look foward to the happiness

*above was summarized from the concert with a twist of the lam*

jacky rocked the house.

he kicked off the concert with a couple of fast songs and dances

and this continued throughout the concert,

he sang a few of his more known classics

and he finished the concert with reenactments from perhaps love

my favorite song?

i still think you were the best

i believe in music;

i believe it can drive you to tears...

if you believe in music....

if you believe in music....

... then you'll believe that it can move you to tears ....

few singers and few songs have that power over me

jacky cheung is one of them.

everytime he throws a world tour, im determined to go;

but not determined enough that i never end up going.

accurately speaking, not courageous enough.

jacky's music strings together the pages of a big chapter in my life.

December 23 Sunday @ 8pm
Caesars Palace

I've got no where to run.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghlrZy-eznI&feature=related

5:21 am

I sat 3 hours in traffic from San Diego to Los Angeles yesterday to interview him at the press conference.

The drive was frustrating, but his charm and genuineness, made it worth it.

I sat 4 hours in traffic again today to the USC Galen Center to see him perform.

The sincerity of his songs and the power of his voice made it worth it.

Wakin's music soothed my mind while I was growing up. As an adult, his music continues to do so. It's 5:21 in the morning and I'm still sitting here replaying every scene from yesterday and today.

It has been so long since I listened to some of the songs performed tonight. It felt like Wakin was singing our history, bringing us to the past, and reciting to us our stories. Every song stirred up an old feeling, a familar emotion. Every song was attached to a unique feeling, a unique moment, and only Wakin could bring us to reliving it.

In memory of Wakin's 20th anniversary - I shook his hand and gave him a hug.

Thanks for an incredible interview and experience.

HL

6 months later

after 6 months of soul rejuvenation, i feel alive again.

the eyes that could not open to see any sort of beauty is peering again.

life is placed right before me, and im gonna live it.

lust & caution

lust, caution

so beautiful is love to see, yet impossible to hold

hl

october 2007

music that moves -

... emil chau ....

see email chau live in SF & LA

his voice was music to my ears for a long length of time during childhood and adoloscense. music then flowed into my ears like a stream of joy. after college, i stopped listening to music altogether.


music became broken chords, each key and pitch, ignited a different emotion - and each emotion triggered a series of memories like one shuffling through flashcards.

i had forgotten the sheer existence of his music in my life until coming across a poster in LA. November 9, 2007 @ 8:30pm on USC grounds, Emil Chau will be performing. Come and join me in the orchestras for a night to remember.

it was one of the wong kar wai's movies, ashes of time, that one of the characters uttered these words, the more you want to forget, the more you remember.

me in san diego

10.01.07 @ 3:33am , and lovin' it

hl

it starts with a "B"

the first blog ever posted on lam it! concerned toys...toys and more boxes of toyz....


i cant emphasize enough what money can buy - happiness ...
... and what toys can do - happiness ...


whether it be momentary or not; shit - live the moment, enjoy and embrace every emotions creeping and crawling up and down your spine.


happiness comes simplest for me - of all the B words, you never thought it could be this could you ... be@rbrick




hl

confessions of a lam

confessions of a lam

so i finally uploaded a photo for my user profile.
and nonetheless its yoshitomo nara's work i settled on.
perhaps the inexplicable is best explained through sketches of pissed little kids.

fighting it says. right at birth your are fighting to suckle to stay alive, when death meets, you are again fighting - only this time to take the next breath, praying its not your last.

more than half of your life you will be fighting - for what is rightfully yours,

wrongfully yours, or never meant to be yours.

the days approaching the big 24 is dreadful.
for one, since childhood ive deemed 4 as my ominous digit.
having nearly reached a quarter of a century, i look back on my trail and my footsteps, and cannot name one big accomplishment. the only conversation you can reel out of me with or without the effect of alcohol pertains only to life - the if's and what if's, why and how of life.

im still a kid trying to see the world - some days in my shell, some days out.

i got on a rollercoaster ride with no destination.
it won't stop for you to get off let alone catch your breath.
similarly, the world wont stop rotating because you're stumped.
you've just gotta breathe it in and embrace it.

like alot of things - i dont know what it means to be 24.
but i hope it takes me somewhere.

lil lam
taoyuan, taiwan
07/01/07
2:08am

ice cream burrito

for $1.50usd you get this to die for burrito ice cream.

its a thin layer of chinese tortilla, some shredded seaweed, and fresh carved peanuts wrapped with 2 scoops of ice cream (taro and strawberry flavors).

the flavor ? not as sapid as a haggen diaz but
im tellin ya - only taiwan can pull this kinda stuff off

hl

never settle for less

check out the specs on this black beauty

it should be going for $999USD body & kit

mine mine mine

hopefully before the dragon boat festival this week

this new wave of three fourths photograhy pioneered by olympus brings to you

a prosumer camera fully equipped with digital magic which

nontheless includes live preview options - its just to die for

toss it into your carts as it hits the shelves

hl

i fell in love ...

two weeks ago with this ....

Canon EOS 400D Digital Rebel XTi

Thats right - the rebel redefining photography -

soon to be in my hands.

stay tuned.

the beauty of life

The crime of suicide lies in its disregard for the feelings of those whom we leave behind.

E. M. Forster (1879-1970)

myoden tokyo

4.7.07 - myoden tokyo

look around you -

amid the distractions, there's tranquility

it just starts from within

no expections, no disappointments.

hl

mountain fuji april 2007

富士山下

good evening from taiwan

good evening from the land of formosa.

puni - sweet & chewy on the outside, killer sour inside.
robitussin w. a honey filling at 59tpe a box (divide amt by 33 for usd)

a solo dinner @ 8:30pm 3.14.07; the bag includes a sushi box, strawberry mentos, and green tea with no sugar & lemon soda w. vita C to heal the illness

midnight snack after a stroll at the local 24 hr market & an unfilling sushi dinner - 3.14.07 at 1:30am. tian bu la - a bowl of vegies and tofu splashed with a slight pink colored sweet and sour sauce. ruo wan - a chewy flour pocketing a tiny meat ball in the center also splashed w pink sauce.

this is lil lam signing out on 3.15.07 @ 7:25pm from taoyuan city, taiwan

mountain fuji

i am beginning to believe all the greatest wonders in life are not meant for keeps -

mountain fuji

something to ponder ~

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,

Thus much let me avow-

You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream;

Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day,

In a vision, or in none,

Is it therefore the less gone?

All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore,

And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand-

How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep,

While I weep- while I weep!

O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp?

O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave?

Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?

- a dream within a dream Edgar Allan Poe

another reminiscing

sipping a grande latte and nibbling on an expresso brownie on a sunday night and a familar feeling overcomes me triggering the portrait of one of my more memorable birthdays ....