In the August issue of BN Magazine, which could be read online at their Web site, Michelle Man gets up close and personal with an Vietnamese-French adult entertainer in “Katsumi: From Schoolgirl to Pornstar” (p.120). When Man asked, “What does sex mean to you?” Katsumi replied, “Sex is like food for me. It feeds me, it gives me pleasure, it’s always the discovery of new tastes, good or bad…” Is it just me or only pornstar thinks that sex is like food? Don’t give me wrong, I love sex. But if I have a choice between raw oysters and the punannies, I am going for the seafood. Shit, I might consider the second choice if it is spiced up with hot sauce, but I ain’t eating it raw, baby. How the fuck do you discover new tastes from sex? His saugage is a bit salty? How disgusting is that?

The site I use at least ten times a day gets a new facelift as well as web-standards treatment. Nice!

Soul Wax sure is groovy, to the point where I am getting dizzy. At least I don’t feel so bad for keeping this site down to the minimal.

Hoang Ngoc Tuan plays “Trong Com” (Drum Rice), a well-known folks tune, with his intricate guitar-picking. What striking is how he’s “Vietnamizing” (his own word) the western instrument to get the traditional sound. Check out the short clip in which Hoang Ngoc Tuan strums and talks about his musical vision.

Feelin’ the flavorful beat and the savory guitar riffs from Jimi Hendrix’s “May This Be Love.” Dig the lyrics too:

Some people say day-dreaming’s
for all the lazy minded fools
with nothing else to do.

So let them laugh, laugh at me,
so just as long as I have you
to see me through,
I have nothing to lose ‘long as I have you.

Quang Ly’s “Nu Hon Goi Gio” gets me everytime. I have linked to the tune before, but still loving the poetry lyrics from Hien Vy:

Moi em mong do la do nhu mo
Cho anh nho gio hon vao la vao moi em
Hon em anh mong tinh nong
Nho con gio thoang hon vao toc em.

Mad props to Hoang Viet Khanh for turning this gorgeous poem into a wonderful song.

I must admit that I have been listening to Quang Dung’s new version of Dieu Huong’s “Vi Do La Em” more than my main man Tuan Ngoc. The little intro he does in the begining accompained by the romantical piano is just irresistible. Quang Dung has followed the pop rule. If he could get the girls to come, the boys will follow. Damn you, pimp!

De roi tu do ta yeu em khong ngai ngan
De roi tu do trong buoc chan nghe gan hon
Mot ngay lai den trai tim ta dai cuong
Roi tung chieu len mang noi buon vo bien

Not too many positive feedbacks on my previous layout, so I am changing the design again. Back to white, of course.

Update: Damn! Very strong reaction. Thank you all for the feedbacks. I am taking off the girlie/gay pattern for now. I’ll work on my own design later.

Do Tu Dong, a teacher who cajoles his way into a student’s pants by offering a higher grade, is caught on audio (Vietnamese only). What a damn shame!

Thuy Van, the hotcake we all drooled over on Nguyen Hung’s Da Vu Quoc Te, is dropping her debut album, No Le Mot Cuoc Tinh. Not sure if she can sing better than shake her ass, but she can be my slave anytime. You can watch her interview (part 1, part 2, and part 3) at VNCR.

Want some contemporary jazz? Check out Hidden Land from Béla Fleck & the Flecktones. The music is way out there. Lead by a virtuosic banjoist, the group brings an unusual easthetic to the world of jazz with the fuse of bluegrass, rock, and world music. Hidden Land may not speak to jazz purist, but it is a damn fine work from the playful interactions to colorful intonations to skillful improvisations.

Sonny Rollins’ The Complete Prestige Recordings is the 7-CD set showcasing Rollins’ street, hard-bop style. He has a big, bold, and beautiful tone on the tenor saxophone, and his thematic improvisation is both imaginative and elaborative.

I am still working my way into Bill Evans’ 12-disc The Complete Riverside Recordings. I have a thing for jazz piano, and Evans is one of my favorites. So far, the trio is amazing. Evans has an exceptional sense of jazz harmony as well as a sensational lyrical individuality.

Instruction on how to pack up your suitcase from Kobe Tai who you may have seen on “Executions On Butt Row” (whatever that is). Honestly, I have never seen Kobe in action.