Little Oslo is an extremely well put together blog/website of a Chinese (possibly from HK?) in Norway. Don’t miss out his music reviews and diary. I found his blog while browsing for opinions on recent HK music awards. Site written in English and Traditional Chinese.

當你以為失去一件東西，而你又已經接受了這個事實，即使它仍近在眼前，你也可能視而不見。

Today, I found a ring,
A ring that was but lost for three months.
A ring that sat quietly in the coins tray, where I keep all my loose change and keys.
A ring that have left unnoticed, even though I dig into the tray everyday to find coins, tokens and keys.

Today, it is found.
The iron ring that made me responsible as a engineering grad.
The iron ring that costs me four years and several hundred grands.
And may be, I should steer myself towards this profession in my vision again,
For it has been lost since months ago.

有沒有想過，為什麼每次提起惡夢這詞時，往往都是指一些在現實中發生了的事，如「…我是不是發了場惡夢…」或 "What a nightmare…"　大都是用於不幸事情發生以後用的言詞。夢，不竟是虛幻的，不實的，加上了惡字，就變真實。又如「物」，明明是死的，加上了「怪」，頓時活起來！

幾乎從來都不記得任何夢的我，上一次發惡夢還是十歲左右的小伙子，現在剩在記憶中的夢境只有一間掛滿頭髗的屠房，一個個肉檔用的大鐵勾，大概是用來做人肉义燒包吧，但當時的我被嚇醒後，好幾天都睡不了。昨天，我也做了一個，而腦袋又罕有的記了下來的夢，雖不是甚麼惡夢，但絕對是怪夢！故事有點長，所以還是用英文敍述…( The following is the dream I had last night, very weird, and don’t expect any "logical flow" in it…)

After dad locked his store at the end of the day, I walk with dad to his car. Since dad’s legs had been swollen for a while, I offered to piggy-back him. I ended up walking him with his arms over my shoulders, when we got onto the platform of a subway station (don’t ask me why there is a sudden scene change).

After a while, we arrived at Finch station. There were two escalators, one leading upwards, the other obviously, down. I suggested taking the one that goes down, which leads to another train platform. Meanwhile, my mom and Maurice… (oh, Mau, I can’t explain why you were in my dream, but you were there, so don’t ask) already took the other escalator up. So after some calling and hide-and-seek, the four of us (dad, mom, Mau and I) all met at the lower platform. Mau said, "I got something to do, I gotta run…" (this is quite typical in real life too, he always seems to have excuses ).

At this lower platform, a elevator was waiting for us. By the way, this elevator looked like one in the real TTC subway station, with glass on all sides that you can look through. We entered, the door closed. A woman tried to catch the same elevator, but she was too late.

The elevator started descending, to level 4, and it kept going. At this point, I realised we didn’t press any button. So I quickly pressed "4"- the elevator now switched direction and went up. It passed level 4 - without stopping , to level 2 (the level which we were entered the elevator on) and the waiting woman was no longer there. The elevator didn’t stop - it rocketed up to level 6 and then plummeted right back down passing level 2, and 4, all the way to the bottom, somewhat crash-landed. (I am sure you are confused, but apparently the levels are labelled from top to bottom as: "6, 2, 4, CC" ).

The door eventually decided to open. It was dark, somewhat smelly, almost like those staircases in multi-level parking lots. I saw a woman, a black woman, around 35 years old, with a semi-Afro hairstyle. As if released from a trapped mine, I shouted,"Hey, what floor is this? Are we still at Eaton Centre?" (Why the heck did I ask that? , don’t ask me.)

She replied, respectively,"You are on level CC (don’t ask, and yes, this is Eaton Centre".
"How do I get back to the ground level?"
"Take those stairs over there." She disappeared.

Now there were two sets of stairs, one on our left, the other right in front of us, both seems to lead upwards. A little girl (imagine a girl dressed in pajamas hugging a cuddly teddy, now you can imaging her age) appeared (don’t ask~). She started screaming and crying ,"no…" as my mom and dad approached the stairs directly in front. We nevertheless took those flights up, only to discover ourselves at the little girl’s home. In its living room sat a grandma in a rocking chair, doing what all grandmas do: knitting. The staricase spiraled up to an upper floor, where I saw a pasture with several grazing cattles. What’s strange was that the pasture was afloat, about two storeys above me, and slowly drifting away. A roped tied between the house and and the edge of the pasture to prevent it from drifting too far, much like a ship to its quay. There I saw my brother and sister, and I asked, "How do you like the music player?" My sister, whose was wearing the headphones, answered" It’s really nice, very easy to use…"

<THE END–>

‘cos it is 8:26a.m. when I woke up and I am late for work!

O, I think we can turn this into a movie. Well, just because even Willy Wonka can hit the screens, this can easily do (no offense to Wonka)!!

係時候聽Eason話：「總之，聽多d歌…」，惡補一下。

尋日同今日睇咗二個几鐘既叱咤頒獎典禮，有好多攞奬既歌聽都未聽過﹝例如《情非首爾 》、《男子組》同《天才與白痴》﹞，新人又有大半都唔知乜水，自覺有點落伍。好似Krusty、謝安琪、方大同，仲有張繼聰，全部都好陌生，而今年唯一一隻聽過陳奕迅既新歌《夕陽無限好》，高調地幫Eason掃足全場大奬，風頭一時無兩，拍得住上年的《愛與誠》。但最高興係麥浚龍既《雌雄同體》都入叱咤歌，証明佢已經擺脫咗佢「淨係靠老豆」既負面形象，應該開始有運行吧！最失望…方力申既《ABC君》咁hit都冇奬。最surprise：乜Twins仲有唱歌？我好耐都冇聽過了！側田同衛蘭兩個都係兩個字名，英文名又J字頭，兩個都近年尾崛起，唔通咁樣就會有新力軍金奬？ Janice 仲有個sister叫Jill﹝衛詩﹞，兩個字名加J字頭，留意住實冇走寶，哈哈。

睇到男女歌手奬，全無驚喜，唔睇都知得三個男有資格爭﹝Eason、Hacken、 Leo Ku﹞，同時又只得三個女的有機會，當中hocc已算是最出乎意表了。叱咤一向善於煽情，上年上台一個喊一個，但係今年有點遜色，喊包反而男多女少，新人多舊人少。可能一向既喊包要開始端起前輩款，謝詞明顯修飾過，又或者佢地既競爭冇新人咁大，十拿九穩，所以心理一早準備好。

點都好，叱咤頒獎點睇都比起新城既「派奬」較為有代表性。等等，仲有月中勁歌十大，我會拭目以待。

後記： 新group Soler夠台型；Janice聲甜；而林海峰首《男子組》具綽頭，夠搶耳。