Miss You, Ma

As I forced myself to shove down a plate full of nothing but macaroni and cheese for lunch yesterday, I missed my mom and her home meal with a hand-squeezed glass of orange juice. She has been staying at my sister’s house for almost a month to continue her dental issues, and I have nothing to look forward to for lunch. When she was here, I can’t wait to twelve o’clock to go home. I didn’t pick an apartment closed to the school for nothing. Mom probably is having way too much fun with the grandkids that she’s forgetting her little boy. I’ve been checking on her to see if she has made her appointment and she keeps blaming on the dentist for the delay. Good excuse, ma!

Ballin’

I’ve been rocking my neck to Ngoc Khue’s “Trai Lang Toi” all morning. The beat is so hot that it would blow Jim Jones’s “We Fly High” out of the club. Pump this joint in the spots I am sure boys and girls would bounce with it.

Enjoy Being Lazy

My late night routine for the past few days has been munching banh bia (can’t get enough of that durian flavor), sipping hot tea, watching Xa Dieu Anh Hung Truyen (Legend of Condor Heroes), and drifting off to sleep.

I also had a savory bowl of bun rieu last night. Someone must have read what I wrote yesterday.

Something to Remember

Although the snow has melted and the sun has shined, Poughkeepsie is still a place where, “Pho nui cao pho nui day suong / Pho nui cay xanh troi thap that buon,” just like what Pham Duy has described in his lovely “Con Chut Gi De Nho.” Plenty of time I feel like Poughkeepsie is not a place for me. I need to be surrounded by my Vietnamese community so I could have a bowl of Pho, a dish of rice or a loaf of bread whenever I crave for one. What I truly miss are just the simple greetings between the Vietnamese folks. Somehow hearing my own language warms up my heart. Although Poughkeepsie has none of that, “May ma co em doi con de thuong.” When Nguyen Khang pours his heart out on, “Xin cam on thanh pho co em / Xin cam on mot mai toc mem,” I definitely feel that shit. Thanks Khang, I owe you a cig for that.

Name That Tune

“Mambozart” is literally a Mozart’s “Symphony No. 40” arranged in a Cuban’s mambo style. With that in mind, I am sure those classical heads could figure out what “Afrolise” and “Carmen Cubana” supposed to be. Classic Meets Cuba, a joint between the Klazz Brothers (German musicians) and Cuba Percussion, is a classical album I don’t mind listening to even though they have taken the dead music out of its original context. My favorite resuscitations are the soothing, grooving rendition of Monti’s “Czardas” and the brief but hypnotic “Flight of the Bumble Bee” from Rimsky-Korsakov. I once spinned this album to an eighty-year-old man (who plays some classical piano, but remembers all the tunes by heart) and he was not humming to the classical melody, but also jamming to the beat and naming all the pieces’ title. I was like, “Damn, I hope I’ll still be that sharp when I reach that age or if I’ll reach that age.”

My Baby’s Back

While I was away, Auto Elegance (recommended by dealer and charged like dealer) put my baby back into her original condition. With two grants, which were over what Geico had estimated, dropped, I felt like I was driving off with a brand new baby. She was clean and polished in and out. Elegance sure lives up to its name.

Vietnamese New Year Concert

Even though I was not planning on attending the Vietnamese New Year (Mung Xuan Dinh Hoi) concert in Virginia, I hopped along at the last minute after seeing Nguyen Khang and Ngoc Ha on the poster. The show hosted by Trinh Hoi and Nguyen Cao Ky Duyen with performers including Y Lan, Vu Khanh, Cardin, Manh Dinh, Bang Tam, Hong Dao, and Quang Minh, and supported by “de nhat” band Phung Quan.

Y Lan kicked off the show with Pham Duy’s “Gai Xuan” to give the audience a vibe of New Year. She then covered Trinh Cong Son’s “Nang Thuy Tinh” in a pseudo-blues style. At the break the keyboardist played the imitating saxophone keys that sounded perfect for a memorial service. It was so bad that Y Lan had to cut right back to the song to illuminate the keyboard-sax solo. In Vu Khanh’s performance of “Co Lang Gieng,” I lost count of how many times the band sped up and slowed down the tempos to catch his singing. It was also the first time I heard Trinh Cong Son’s “Nho Mua Thu Ha Noi” played in a cha-cha beat. During a bathroom break, I heard a perfect comment from a guy who said in Vietnamese that the band played one direction while Vu Khanh sang in another.

After Cardin, Manh Dinh and Bang Tam performances, Ky Duyen complimented how well done the band had played. Sure, to accompany Manh Dinh and Bang Tam, all they needed to do was playing that robotic bolero repetitively. I am not sure if Ky Duyen meant what she said or it was part of her job to say what she had to say, but it sure hurts her credibility every time she comments on something deafly like that.

At least Nguyen Khang and Ngoc Ha didn’t let me down. Nguyen Khang performed two songs. He did quite nicely with Vu Thanh An’s “Anh Den Tham Em Dem 30” with his authoritative voice. If the band could swing up his rendition of “Falling in Love with You,” it would have been refreshing to hear. When Ngoc Ha was speaking, she was shaking and nervous, but when she sang Pham Duy’s “Tinh Hoai Huong” and Pho Duc Phuong’s “Ho Tren Nui,” she was in full command. Even the band was surprisingly good when backing up her powerful vocals on “Ho Tren Nui”; therefore, they deserved her recognition for “climbing the mountain” with her.

Too bad I couldn’t stay for the second half of the show, but Nguyen Khang’s performance of “Anh Den Tham Em Dem 30” and Ngoc Ha’s presentation of “Ho Tren Nui” were worth the price of the common-class ticket.