From “Boy arrives in Canada for life-saving surgery“:
Hoang Son Pham was abandoned by his parents at the age of three because of a facial hemangioma, a benign tumour of blood vessels. Over the next seven years, the tumour continued to grow, causing difficulty with everyday tasks such as eating.
You can find more updates on the boy as well as donation information at Children’s Bridge Foundation. Big up to Kate Maslen!
50 Cent’s new joint featuring Justin Timberlake sounds more like pornography than techology.
With “Mot Minh,” Huong Giang closed out Paris By Night 88: Duong Ve Que Huong, Thuy Nga’s third musical tribute to Lam Phuong. The song is a perfect ending piece for a man whose songs, such as “Tinh Bo Vo,” “Phut Cuoi,” and “Duong Ve Viet Nam” (my personal favorite), captured millions of Vietnamese souls, yet whose life is still lonesome after two major wrecked relationships. The first one caused him to hide out in Paris, but the romantic city inspired him to pen his painful experiences like “Say” and “Lam.” While in Paris, he met his second lover who motivated him to write tuneful ballads like “Bai Tango Cho Em” and “Mua Thu Yeu Duong.” He moved back to the States, however, after the relationship ended and then caught a stroke a few years later. Since the incident, which paralyzed him, he could no longer able to pick up the guitar. Even if he cannot compose any new songs, what he has giving us are way more than what we could ask for, particularly listening to his songs again on PBN 88. It’s been a while since I was able to sit through and enjoy the entire Thuy Nga’s double DVDs without falling asleep or having to hit the fast-forward button, especially the live performances.
Clean, simple and elegant Web site speaks for the hotel.
Hy Zaret who’s responsible for the lyrics of the infamous “Unchained Melody” died on July 3 at 99.
Who would have expected that Ha Tran, an artist with attitude and passion, winds up being a moneymaking shtick for Thuy Nga Production? Her new album, Tinh Ca Qua The Ky, is a typical, Thuy Nga-stamped mediocre: old songs dressed up in new lifeless arrangements. It takes eleven cuts into the album to finds something she would record on her own.
With her lovely voice and versatile range, she only needs a simple guitar-picking to refresh a ballad, which I was hoping for in the cover of “Dung Xa Em Dem Nay.” Instead the flashy, poppy production takes the human spirit right out of Duc Huy’s signature piece. The arrangement gets sloppier on the translated “Nhung Con Duong Tinh Yeu.” The shrieking trumpet creeps up out of nowhere. “Bésame Mucho” sneaks up on the break. Her wordless singing sounds as if she’s exorcising the demons. (“This house is clear.”)
It is understandable that Tinh Ca Qua The Ky brings her back to earth after having gone way too far into space with Communication ’06, but why a century? She must be really confused.
Yes, I only had half of a juicy burger last night. Somebody is putting my fat ass on a diet. Somehow I have been craving for burgers lately. Nothing beats having a home-style burger, sipping some whiskey on the rock, and listening to the King of Swing doing his thang at the Carnegie Hall. Can’t wait to grill up another banging burger tonight. I am taking the whole joint this time. Here’s my new eating motto: Eat reckless, die ageless.
From the Q&A of Savage Love in the Village Voice:
I’m a straight girl in my early twenties and I’ve only had one sex partner. Sex was great, and only occasionally did I have to take the guy’s dick and redirect him to the “better” vagina.
Fantabulous!
The Jiggaton mixtape, mash-ups of Jay-Z’s hits and reggae grooves, has some nice cuts for the club including “Mi Amor” and “99 Problems.” The problem isn’t the bitch but the beat, which recycles throughout the album. Unless you have no problem grinding to the same rhythm, the joint gets boring pretty fast.