Jay Chou
Okay, I must admit I don't listen to a lot of Jay Chou as his singing style always reminds me of frying beans: the beans jump around the wok without much goal and purpose.
So imagine how surprised I was to tune in to one of his songs today and realise with a start that I could understand what the man was saying.
Perhaps I am too tired and am having one of those moments where my brain decodes anything thrown at it.
Guys, is that an achievement or what? Not saying I hate Jay Chou or anything. I just assumed that the guy had an abstract way of singing that is only comprehensible to me under the influence of alcohol.
Anyhow the song is Dao Xiang.
For a minute there that I listened to it I thought to myself: this is IT. This is the moment where I get my hyperness back. But I guess I be needin' more of those Jay Chou songs, bartender.
So imagine how surprised I was to tune in to one of his songs today and realise with a start that I could understand what the man was saying.
Perhaps I am too tired and am having one of those moments where my brain decodes anything thrown at it.
Guys, is that an achievement or what? Not saying I hate Jay Chou or anything. I just assumed that the guy had an abstract way of singing that is only comprehensible to me under the influence of alcohol.
Anyhow the song is Dao Xiang.
For a minute there that I listened to it I thought to myself: this is IT. This is the moment where I get my hyperness back. But I guess I be needin' more of those Jay Chou songs, bartender.
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