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Chim My  //  “But the most significant derivation from the meaning of as ‘water’ is the concept of people who have gathered near a body of water to grow rice for one another, and founding a stable community, sharing rain and drought, plenty and famine, peace and war: from ‘water,’ its basic meaning, has come to designate ‘the homeland, the country, the nation.’ It is in this ultimate acception that the monosyllable nước reverberates throught the deepest and farthest recesses of the Vietnamese collective unconscious and stirs there the most potent feelings. The nation’s fateful course, marked by ups and downs, is figuratively rendered as a ‘tide of water’ (vận nước) with its ebb and flow. The highest virtue demanded of a Vietnamese is that he or she ‘love the nước‘ (yêu nước).” –Huynh Sanh Thong (no relation)

Aug 24 / 8:55am

Home Sweet Home

http://www.buzzfeed.com/mjs538/15-billboards-that-dont-belong-next-to-each-other


Shattuck and Alcatraz on the edge where Berkeley and Oakland meet. 

And I know the nearest Mickey D's: down Telegraph Ave, next to Hoopers Chocolates, those Korean BBQ joints, a stones throw away from Bakesale Betty.

Blessed be the child who eats, why-ay, why-ay-ay...
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Aug 23 / 4:22am

Dengue Fever is the Best Living Band

I miss many things about living back in San Francisco: Mexican food, buying pizza by the slice, the smell of bookstores, good ole' Americana ice cream (none of that New Zealand bs they have here) and live music (please no more French rappers or British DJs who play that awfully depressing dystopian sack of rubbish Dubstep - it's almost as bad as Chris Daughtry macho emo rock: 5 o' clock shadows and barbed wire tattoos).

Yes, the one thing I sorely miss about living back in San Francisco is krunking out at Dengue Fever concerts. I absolutely ruv Dengue Fever with a passion best explained by the sores and blisters on my feet post concert. The breadth of my music knowledge lies with hiphop naturally, so I cannot claim this as the best Psychedelic rock or anything as specific as such: what I can say is, as a glorified animal with ears and nerves, it's locomotive.

Listening to the catalogue and more importantly, seeing the band play live, I am imbued with the sense, deep down for Dengue Fever, its all about the music preceding them as its more important than getting this into the Top 40 rotation (as nice as that would be), its music that can...well, since I can't think of a softer word...empower.

When I used to perform, I loved it because it made me feel good and (hopefully) made others feel good. That was the reason I created the art that I did: to make it so I felt comfortable in my own skin, and hell, if I shared it, hopefully somebody else felt comfortable in their own skin, and simple as that, life became a bit more bearable. But oh boy, it's hard and stressful to be an effective artist, to remain relevant without falling into the pits of desperation, doing whatever you could to keep up your status (reference Dancing with the Stars), so I wanted out, which is partly my reason for leaving - the fame was addicting but the means to get to that end, well, "'Give me the fortune, keep the fame,' said my man Louis."

What Sleepwalking Through The Mekong shows is that Dengue Fever's music isn't imposing itself on Cambodians (like how American Top 40 always feel like an invasion with its auto-tuned sensibility...I do still appreciate the hard-kicking drums of Rihanna very much), because well, most of Dengue Fever's catalogue are actually covers of old school Cambodiana and the Dengue Fever sound, in terms of its original material, is informed by the music and spirit of that bygone 60's era (...funny thing because if Cambodians weren't introduced to Californian surf rock, the sound wouldn't exist so I can't bag on Top 40 too much now).

I know, this is my long-winded way of saying I heart Dengue Fever, I'm not saying Dengue Fever is out to save the world - just, wouldn't it be cool entertaining this thought that, the statement Dengue Fever is making with their music is, here was this sound from Cambodia, which was influenced by Californian surf rock, which we'll borrow back to make it known and cool again because, if this remains in the dusty crates, we'd be doing the citizens of the world the disservice of keeping this from them. We'll take this music, bring it back to Phnom Penh so the older generation can wig out to it in swaying reminisce, so the youngins can toss away their Hannah Montana CDs and go, hey, Khmer rocks - hence I rock.

Not only to feel comfortable being yourself, being proud of your heritage, your mother tongue - to own it, love the hell out of it, to walk around everyday feeling like a million dong - to quite simply, rock.

That said - Dengue Fever, please come back to Cambodia and do a country-wide tour. I will be there krunk and center, ready willing and able to do whatever your guitars tell me to do.
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Jul 11 / 6:02am

My First (of many) tattoos from Saigon Ink

It has begun.

Ever since my Nam tat (which I got in Bangkok for $100), I've been ever so pining for another one. Initially, I wanted to get California on my left leg, but I ran out of money because I spent it all on roti.

Saigon Ink is located at 26 Tran Hung Dao St., D. 1, HCM city. Great service! (Note: not open on Mondays, open from 10-8pm usually). They were very welcoming, accommodating, cheerful. We used Microsoft Word to get the Olde English font I wanted.

This is a quote from a friend's brother. It cost 1.000.000 VND for about 1.5 hours of work.

I wanted to get a stanza of one of my friend's poems (8 lines or so) - and they were charging 2.000.000 VND for that. I'll just wait for San Francisco in that case.


More tats to come as soon as I finish the designs.

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Jul 3 / 8:46am

First Thoughts

There is no think twice with you
There is only cheap wine Crack the bottle if the opener can’t be found
We’ll pick the glass out of our skin and lips in the morning

Come here

Let’s be irresponsible

Let’s practice geometry

Nice

Ifs left at the door

Say nothing

Keep breathing

Slow and steady
like contagious tempo
sauntering into our bones
Divine osmosis I say

Let go
because if you want hold

Well…

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Jun 29 / 10:47pm
"And it's impossible to tell
How important someone was
And what she might have missed out on
And how she might have changed it all
And how you might have changed it all for her
And how she might have changed it all
And how she might have changed it all for you

And did I, did I
And did I, did I
And did I, did I
And did I, did I
And did I, did I
And did I, did I
And did I, did I
And did I, did I miss out on you?"

(inspired by) Feist's "Intuition"
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Jun 28 / 10:25am

Hanoi and Back in 4 Days

               
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Mar 26 / 2:34am

Vietnamese Joke of the Day #246

What did Obama's mom say to him when she needs him to take out the trash?


Bỏ Rác Obama.

(Thanks Andre)

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Mar 15 / 8:50am

Wish I Was There

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Mar 15 / 8:42am

New city, new home, new job, new food, old dog...and new drink

Lately, I've been cleaning out the closet, so to speak - organizing my books, folding my clothes in a fashion Rachel Ray would respect - gettin' it together, tightenin' the belt, drawin' up a Bath and Body Works bubble bath with some Herbal Essences Chamomile scented with Lemon Iced Tea up in this and worrying about mano e mano, straight me doin' me, FEEL?!

In case you've been wonderin', I've been - to channel Ellington - sentimental, just what happens wherever one may be, whether a million miles from home or in the comfort of your pop's living room; the mind is truly your only best airline.

Coupled with an imitation can of Pringles am I happenstancedly blessed with the wonderball known as Yeo's Grass Jelly drink.

Like biting into an Egg McMuffin, like listening to an old Boyz II Men single, like dancing the Tootsie Roll,  I've rediscovered this gem, which has, to channel Dion, everything coming back to me now, being that I grew up with this drink, chugging this with every Cam Huong meal, sipping it like that purple stuff while checking my Upper Deck packs for holograms.

Unfortunately, can't find it everywhere. I obama that I can find it at many more places because the best birthday present would be cases of this liquid heaven. Wink.

And, uh, don't trust everything you read on wiki please:

"Grass jelly drinks are also very popular amongst Vietnamese women; they are believed to enhance fertility, this is caused by the high levels of estrogen contained in the grass's root."

I reckon growing up drinking this stuff + growing up in Berkeley can explain quite a lot about me.

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Mar 11 / 9:02am

Heaven in a Bag

Fresh Thai Iced Tea in 4 Movements.

Off of Khao San Road, Bangkok, Thailand.

       
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