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I admit, Miss Saigon is not my favorite musical. Or was. Now it is!

Following people who don't tweet for half a year was a good choice afterall.

We haz snow... and series!

 

   Finally, the winter arrived here and I'm sure I will hate it by the mid-March. Few new series started, few ended, some went on a hiatus. And since none of Fall/Winter Kdramas were doing it for me, I naturally went back to the pond I crawled from in the first place. 

Handful of taiwanese music

   I wrote on Twitter once that I happened to create an account on Spotify out of boredom. This way, I got access to millions of songs and albums absolutely for free. I'm abusing Vivaldi and whole Decca, yes, that's true, but in my ventures to world playlists, I discovered few other artists I could discover months later. 

There is something nice in the ability to listen to Top 100 from Peru or Taiwan.

Speaking of the latter...

Let's sing the 2013 off!

   Oh well, not every year may be the fountain of new music springing from the depths of the world (and internets). 2013 was not that year.

World went crazy for Miley Tongus' racy video which for me was just a plain attempt coming from an attentionwh*re, thankfully Gangnam Style stopped being played in every damn radio station all over the globe, million new bands debuted and EXO had their ball-of-fur comeback.

The First Stalker

   During my latest research in the topic of connection between plants and blood, I came across a nice legend, explaining how the race of Stalkers was born. Don't let me be misunderstood, the ancient Greeks gave us philosophy (blergh) and art (yey!). But they also left some humongous baggage of weird archetypes and complexes (Oedipus, enyone?). This website gives the legend of The First Stalker in the best narrative form I found, so I'll quote it here.

Music Once Again

   Goddamit, the OST for Thor 2 is so so booooring! But Brian Tyler was never my favorite score composer anyway, so it's not like I'm disappointed or anything.

And you know, when even Ryan Gosling scolds you for not writing more often, it means something's not right. Ekhem, back to music and NO Jjong today. Let's commemorate this with one minute of silence.

November Music

   I have not been a great blogger recently. Those who know me, are aware I even abandonned Twitter (what seems like an impossible task, but...) to focus on reading and writing. I read a lot and I wrote a lot, of course, but not a half of it had anything in common with my PhD course. I was listening to music, though. Like, a lot. 

That doesn't mean I was out of touch of everything Korean, no. You know I cannot leave voices for a long time, so no, Jonghyeon and others (*cough cough*) were my companions the past few weeks and I'm updated. However, this post is about the music I mean to introduce to everyone, cause I know few people bother to check my constant scrobbling.

11 AM teaser

   Should I say - FINALLY! It's been over a year and a half of waiting. And full teaser is now out (the previous one, shorter, was released some days ago).

Sci-fi about time travel. I'm always iffy about such things, since time travel motif is full of loopholes (nomen omen) and it's hard to avoid mistakes and paradoxes, but... WHO CARES??

On The Radio

   I missed listening to the radio so I tuned in (online) and began discovering and rediscovering some great music. Few of those tunes and songs I present here. I bet majority of those are known to you, but maybe this will trigger your memory and you'll set on a journey of your own.

You Surely Can't Be Serious!

I am serious. And don't call me Shirley.  So I'm back, disinterested in currently airing Kdramas as never before. After having a blast this past Spring, nothing actually caught my attention, not when Under The Dome started and got into me. Yes, I do have Cruel Palace to finish, waiting for two dramas, but not excited about one (medical, brr. Oh, Jihun, the things I'm willing to do for you!). 

Will probably be back to blogging, but real life is somewhat so persistent, it gives me no time to do anything much. Well, this and my innate striving to not do what I should knowing exactly what I'm doing. Or not... well, you got the point.