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by Laura Branigan
Gloria, you’re always on the run now
Running after somebody, you gotta get him somehow
I think you’ve got to slow down before you start to blow it
I think you’re headed for a breakdown, so be careful not to show it
You really don’t remember, was it something that he said?
Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?
Gloria, don’t you think you’re fallin’?
If everybody wants you, why isn’t anybody callin’?
You don’t have to answer
Leave them hangin’ on the line, oh-oh-oh, calling Gloria
Gloria (Gloria), I think they got your number (Gloria)
I think they got the alias (Gloria) that you’ve been living under (Gloria)
But you really don’t remember, was it something that they said?
Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha, Gloria, how’s it gonna go down?
Will you meet him on the main line, or will you catch him on the rebound?
Will you marry for the money, take a lover in the afternoon?
Feel your innocence slipping away, don’t believe it’s comin’ back soon
And you really don’t remember, was it something that he said?
Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?
Gloria, don’t you think you’re fallin’?
If everybody wants you, why isn’t anybody callin’?
You don’t have to answer
Leave them hangin’ on the line, oh-oh-oh, calling Gloria
Gloria (Gloria), I think they got your number (Gloria)
I think they got the alias (Gloria) that you’ve been living under (Gloria)
But you really don’t remember, was it something that they said?
Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?
(Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)
(Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria) … [fade out]
by Patti Smith
Jesus died for somebodys sins but not mine
Meltin in a pot of thieves
Wild card up my sleeve
Thick heart of stone
My sins my own
They belong to me, me
People say beware!
But I dont care
The words are just
Rules and regulations to me, me
I-i walk in a room, you know I look so proud
Im movin in this here atmosphere, well, anythings allowed
And I go to this here party and I just get bored
Until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing
Humpin on the parking meter, leanin on the parking meter
Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine
And I got this crazy feeling and then Im gonna ah-ah make her mine
Ooh Ill put my spell on her
Here she comes
Walkin down the street
Here she comes
Comin through my door
Here she comes
Crawlin up my stair
Here she comes
Waltzin through the hall
In a pretty red dress
And oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine
And I got this crazy feeling that Im gonna ah-ah make her mine
And then I hear this knockin on my door
Hear this knockin on my door
And I look up into the big tower clock
And say, oh my God heres midnight!
And my baby is walkin through the door
Leanin on my couch she whispers to me and I take the big plunge
And oh, she was so good and oh, she was so fine
And Im gonna tell the world that I just ah-ah made her mine
And I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name
She whispered to me, she told me her name
And her name is, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is g-l-o-r-i-a
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria
I was at the stadium
There were twenty thousand girls called their names out to me
Marie and ruth but to tell you the truth
I didnt hear them I didnt see
I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock
And I heard those bells chimin in my heart
Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong.
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong
Counting the time, then you came to my room
And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge
And oh. you were so good, oh, you were so fine
And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine
Make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria,
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria
And the tower bells chime, ding dong they chime
Theyre singing, jesus died for somebodys sins but not mine.
Gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a,
Gloria g-l-o-r-i-a, g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria,
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria,
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria .
By the Doors
Yeah, right.
Did you hear about my baby? she come around,
She come round here, the head to the ground?
Come round here just about midnight,
She makes me feel so good, make me feel all right.
She come round my street, now
She come to my house and
Knock upon my door
Climbing up my stairs, one, two
[unwriteable improvisation]
Come on baby
Here she is in my room, oh boy
Hey whats your name?
How old are you?
Whered you go to school?
Aha, yeah
Aha, yeah
Ah, ah yeah, ah yeah
Oh haa, mmm
Well, now that we know each other a little bit better,
Why dont you come over here
Make me feel all right!
Gloria, gloria
Gloria, gloria
Gloria, gloria
All night, all day
All right, okey, yey!
(gloria, gloria)
You were my queen and I was your fool,
Riding home after school.
You took me home
To your house.
Your fathers at work,
Your mamas out shopping around.
Check me into your room.
Show me your thing.
Whyd you do it baby?
Getting softer, slow it down
Softer, get it down
Now you show me your thing.
Wrap your legs around my neck,
Wrap your arms around my feet, yeah
Wrap your hair around my skin.
Im gonna huh, right, ok, yeah.
Its getting harder, its getting too darn fast
Its getting harder
All right!
Come on, now, lets get it on.
Too late, too late, too late,
Too late, too late, too late,
Cant stop, wow!
Make me feel all right!
Gloria, gloria
Gloria, gloria
All night, all day
All right, okey, yey!
Gloria, gloria
Keep the whole thing going, baby!
All right!
All right!
Aaaaah
by U2
I try to sing this song
I…I try to stand up
But I can’t find my feet
I try, I try to speak up
But only in you I’m complete
Gloria…in te domine
Gloria…exultate
Gloria…Gloria
Oh Lord, loosen my lips
I try to sing this song
I…I try to get in
But I can’t find the door
The door is open
You’re standing there
You let me in
Gloria…in te domine
Gloria…exultate
Oh Lord, if I had anything
Anything at all
I’d give it to you
I’d give it to you
Gloria…Gloria…
by Vivadi
Working Vangi 說:
http://www.timeout.com.hk/art/features/12588/hong-kong-new-trend.html
大怪獸 說:
你作為藝術家
大怪獸 說:
諗住下一步點發展呀，方韻G
Working Vangi 說:
um….我想試下走明星藝術家既路線
大怪獸 說:
明星–藝術家定係好出名o既藝術家呀
Working Vangi 說:
明星
Working Vangi 說:
既然，補習都有天王
大怪獸 說:
可唔可以透露下一件作品o既內容
Working Vangi 說:
無內容嫁
大怪獸 說:
咁效果呢
Working Vangi 說:
好似關尚智之前玩過既新人王咁囉
大怪獸 說:
好，期待你o既新作
好呀
Working Vangi 說:
但我係咪答得唔夠認真呀？
Working Vangi 說:
要唔要revise呀？
Working Vangi 說:
我係artist唻嫁
Working Vangi 說:
講野要好小心嫁喎！！
大怪獸 說:
你覺得同場其他作品點呀
Working Vangi 說:
um…其實我一直都好忙，未有時間睇
大怪獸 說:
咁忙緊咩？新作？
Working Vangi 說:
um….暫時都未有新作
Working Vangi 說:
因為工作太忙
大怪獸 說:
方唔方便透露一下份工點忙法
Working Vangi 說:
um….暫時唔方便透露住
Working Vangi 說:
希望快d有新作可以畀大家睇啦
大怪獸 說:
咁睇黎真係好忙……
大怪獸 說:
那你覺得藝術有甚麼用呢
Working Vangi 說:
um…呢d問題我唔會答住
大怪獸 說:
你響呢三年學院的經驗入邊有乜得著呢
Working Vangi 說:
我覺得，香港既藝術教育好需要補習老師
大怪獸 說:
嗯……真係發人深省呀下
Working Vangi 說:
真o既?!
大怪獸 說:
好，問返作品o既野
大怪獸 說:
係。
返去作品o個度
其實有乜野促使你去做今次呢件作品呢
而創作呢件作品o既難度又響邊呢
Working Vangi 說:
um…其實我做作品既傾向／關注既重點係宜家既社會同藝術作品既關係
大怪獸 說:
嗯…創作過程中最難o既係邊度呢
Working Vangi 說:
最難係…其實認真睇件作品，佢既內容係幾嚴謹既
大怪獸 說:
咁最易o既呢
Working Vangi 說:
um…丫，仲有展示方面
Working Vangi 說:
其實都遇倒好大困難
大怪獸 說:
唔通係掛上去o個陣
Working Vangi 說:
um….因為我件作品既性質，唔係咁容易有機會可以好似今次咁擺
大怪獸 說:
點解呢
Working Vangi 說:
因為我件作品係需要响展覧既時候附屬其他作品咁擺既
Working Vangi 說:
並唔係所有策展人／藝術家可以接受倒
大怪獸 說:
有試過被策展單位審查嗎
Working Vangi 說:
無
大怪獸 說:
件作品最易做o既部份係邊度
Working Vangi 說:
就係掛上去果下囉
Working Vangi 說:
又唔洗落釘
大怪獸 說:
真係「一掛即可」呀！
大怪獸 說:
原來藝術可以咁方便！
多謝你接受訪問~
Opening Refreshment之一的綿花啫喱糖，非常Martin Parr。
上星期六到了浸大視覺藝術系在牛棚的展覽，由導師蔡仞姿統籌、李鴻輝客策展，參展的都是視覺藝術系同學的作品。中間有一個嘉賓對作品發表評論的環節，記得較深刻的，是嘉賓給玻璃燈膽的評語：「用玻璃吹燈膽可以，但不用在Artist Statement裡說自己怎樣喜歡燈膽、燈膽像徵甚麼、對自己或者對全人類有甚麼意義之類的……」中啊 ，很準確，但這些評語只能給學生，只會在教學的場合才出現。對著一些拿自己藝術品來說教（在對談的場合裡說：我的作品想讓人自我反思，尋找真我、要人思考人和自然的關係、思考消費的意義……之類。）的藝術家們，聽者只可以點頭，然後想辦法轉話題，以上的評語，絕不可能出現。在此我們要抗拒將問題壓縮成代溝的問題，應當進一步堅持，無論前輩還是後輩，藝術家如此在講解自己的（現代主義雕塑，舉個例）作品時候，真是讓人非常難受；不是說不可以講這些，但若果作者親口說自己的作品如何能夠讓觀眾深刻反思，不就等如在賣花讚花香嘛……
方韻芝的《藝術，一掛即可》點出了之前的文章所提到的現像：藝術的神聖越來越受到商業機制的侵蝕，一方面文化（藝術）商業化；商業也在文化（藝術）化。藝術空間不能再靠崇高極美藝術品去填充之，反而要用奇怪而不恰當的物品，將它提升至崇高的地位，來顯示不落俗套的藝術空間還是存在的：那件物品所在的空間就是藝術空間。這位快要吊頸的年輕藝術家（Young Artist Ready to Hang）採取了一個頗有當代左派風格的策略：吊高黎賣，駁你唔買；希望物非所值的價錢將藝術品脫離商業流通，然後價錢的昂貴——因為根本貴到沒有人會買的地步——成就作品的概念。諷刺的是，沒有不設「實際」的價錢，就不能支持只是存在於文字屬面的概念。我們從前有莫測高深的藝術品，現在有方便易懂，一掛即可，但價錢莫測高深的藝術。
今日走過桂地街，不會想到那裡曾經大水浸。
聲音清脆。隱約聽到「PEP!」的一聲。
令人想起某件行為藝術作品 ，作品中藝術家不斷撞向牆壁。
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