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**kevintran** · 2012-01-01, 06:56 AM

哈！我們這裡還沒過年，很高興今年家人們都很平安。也希望各位網友們也平安幸福的過了一年！

自從30年前聽到柴可夫斯基的鋼琴三重奏（帕爾曼，巴倫波音，和Lynn Harrel），鋼琴三重奏一直是我很喜歡的演奏方式。我常常感覺到，很多音樂家的管弦樂曲是寫給別人聽的；而他們寫的室內樂是和朋友同樂或是像寫日記一樣在舒發一些很個人，很內省的心情。當然，也許我的音響系統比較遜，重播大型管弦樂的震撼力遠不如重播室內樂那麼傳神

昨晚聽這張鋼琴三重奏

試聽在這裡 http://www.stsd99.com/music/tri331161-01.mp3 和 http://www.stsd99.com/music/tri331161-07.mp3
Arensky，林牡斯基，和拉哈曼尼諾夫的作品。優美的旋律（Rimsky－Korsakov和拉哈曼尼諾夫！不可能有不優的旋律的啦！），傳神的錄音（在我那個不怎麼樣的系統上，也能很容易的表現出三個樂器的相對位置，合理的形體），聽著作曲家們慢慢地訴說他們的心情。說真的，聽音樂不就是圖個這個感覺嗎？:)

**Mell** · 2012-01-02, 01:06 AM

我還是喜歡煙火般的立即樂 :)

聽個在學時很喜歡的歌"職業暴力"

錄音室版

歲月不留人版

泣!!

**kevintran** · 2012-01-02, 01:55 AM

感謝Mell大，這首Profession of Violence也是念大學時很喜歡的一首UFO的曲子。雖然沒有Michael Schenker的吉他，但是這還是一首好歌。另一首我很喜歡的UFO慢歌, 回贈Mell大:)

Belladonna

**Mell** · 2012-01-06, 12:52 AM

Marillion Script for a jester's tear

Lyrics:

So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts
One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play
Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday

I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
Too much, too soon, too far to go, too late to play, the game is over
The game is over

So here I am once more in the playground of the broken heart
I'm losing on the swings, losing on the roundabouts, the game is over, over
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
I'm losing on the swings, losing on the roundabouts, the game is over
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play
The game is over

I act the role in classic style of a martyr carved with twisted smile
To bleed the lyric for this song to write the rites to right my wrongs
An epitaph to a broken dream to exorcise this silent scream
A scream that's borne from sorrow

I never did write that love song, the words just never seemed to flow
Now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection
And examine the shadows on the other side of the morning
And examine the shadows on the other side of mourning
Promised wedding now a wake

The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry
Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why?
As you grow up and leave the playground
Where you kissed your prince and found your frog
Remember the jester that showed you tears, the script for tears

So I'll hold our peace forever when you wear your bridal gown
In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens' song
Has gone solo in the game, I've gone solo in the game
But the game is over
Can you still say you love me

**Mell** · 2012-01-06, 01:05 AM

Van der Graaf Generator's album "H to He, Who Am the Only One"

Lyrics:
There's a house with no door and I'm living there
at nights it gets so cold
and the days are hard to bear inside.
There's a house with no roof, so the rain creeps in,
falling through my head as I try to think out time.
I don't know you, you say you know me,
that may be so,
there's so much that I am unsure of...
You call my name, but it sounds unreal,
I forget how I feel, my body's rejecting the cure.

There's a house with no bell, but then nobody calls;
I sometimes find it hard to tell
if any are alive at all outside.
There's a house with no sound; yes, it's quiet there
there's not much point in words
if there's no-one to share in time.
I've learned my lines, I know them so well,
I am ready to tell
whoever will finally come in
Of the line in my mind that's cold in the night,
it doesn't seem right
when there's that little dark figure running
Won't somebody help me?

There's a house with no door
and there's no living there:
one day it became a wall...
well I didn't really care at the time.
There's a house with no light,
all the windows are sealed,
overtaxed and strained now nothing is revealed but time
I don't know you, you say you know me,
that may be so,
there's so much that I am unsure of...
You call my name, but it sounds unreal,
I forget how I feel,
my body's rejecting the cure...
Won't somebody help me?