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Book Reviews Non-Fiction

Marketing Metaphoria by Gerald Zaltman and Linsay Zaltman – A Book for the Marketers and More

I beat the book by arriving at the conclusion that “Marketing Metaphoria” has a much wider application way before I’ve reached the final chapter.  Marketers who wish to reveal the minds of the consumers will certainly find this book useful (Which marketer doesn’t wish that?).  Even if you don’t work directly in the line of marketing, you may benefit from being aware of the key deep metaphors that exist in almost every aspect of our lives.  The book quotes a few case studies in the final chapter to illustrate just that.  I will add one potential application out of my own experience later in this review.

In your line of work, you may at some point in time need to solicit opinions like some of my previous projects – be it as a survey that your team has developed for a market research project or a set of probing questions prepared for a focus group discussion.  The question remains: How do you know if the responses to these questions reveal what the sample audience really think and not what you deem important?  To add an extra level of challenge, your sample audience may not really mean what they say.  How can then you go beyond the metaphors appear at the surface (from what they say) and reveal something deep from within (of what they think)?

This book “Marketing Metaphoria” is a crystallization of hundreds of market research projects across more than thirty countries and it has a simple structure.  The first two chapters build a business case on why recognizing deep metaphors is important.  The subsequent seven chapters are dedicated to the seven key deep metaphors that are common to us.  And the final chapter puts all these metaphors at work through real life examples that go beyond marketing.  Due to the difference in the authors’ background, each chapter has a good mix of academic theories as well as real life case studies.  In a sense, the theories do not appear dry and they do reinforce and substantiate the examples quoted.

Before I get into the how, let’s take a quick look at what deep metaphors are.

Deep metaphors, simply put, are unconscious viewing lenses that structure what we think, hear, say, and do.  And the authors Gerald and Linsay Zaltman created the term Metaphoria that refers to ‘a place where our basic views of the world are formed’.  It is because metaphors transcend our nationality, ethnicity, language, and other differences we may have, understanding how to reveal individual deep metaphors can be a powerful tool.  Applying this skill to marketing, for instance, can help the managers in the areas of market segmentation, advertising, product design, new product ideas, and product positioning.

In the book, the authors present seven deep metaphors that account for about 70% of the cases they have encountered.  These metaphors are: balance, transformation, journey, container, connection, resource, and control.  I won’t describe these metaphors in details.  Instead, I have placed a link at the end of this review for further reading.  What I’ll do here is to give you an illustration on, say, the container deep metaphor.

When we think of containers, we may think of two functions: keeping things in and keeping things out, and they are pervasive.  Believe it or not, this metaphor is deeply rooted in us.  Think ‘from womb to tomb’, we travel from one container to another.  I wonder if anyone can remember one of the old advertisements from Coke (here is the YouTube video).  The theme was “have a Coke and a smile”.  Back then, Coke was described as ‘a container of positive emotions that flow into yet another container’.

How about freedom from a repressive container?  If you take a look at the image on the right taken from the Harley-Davidson website, a lone motorcyclist on an open road invokes the unique American symbol for freedom.  The motorcycle dissolves restrictive containers in life granting its rider the ability to express freely.

“Marketing Metaphoria” addresses each key deep metaphor in a similar fashion: highlighting the various facets on both the application of the positive and the negative sides of the deep metaphor supported by theories, illustrated by examples.

I must admit that this book does not elaborate too much on how to reveal the deep metaphors from the sample audience.  It does mention one technique of asking the participants of the market research to bring along eight images that they think are relevant to the topic.  The interviewer will on the spot scan in the images and create a single picture using an image editing software as the participants talk through it.  Deep metaphors are identified this way.  Perhaps it is the same technique that they have been doing for these hundreds of market research projects.  “Marketing Metaphoria” does not necessarily replace the existing methodology you have already been practicing, in my opinion; it does equipe you with the essential tools to formulate the questions and interpret the responses from the sample audience.

This book, though is an easy read on its own, may require much effort to internalize and apply to your line of work.  Those who are already in the fields of marketing or cognitive science may find it a breeze to read.  In a mere 256 pages (hardcover), it is packed with lots of valuable ideas covering a wide spectrum of industries.  These ideas, I can imagine, are good for those who have a passion to understand what the consumers or sample audience want in a deeper level rather than asking the questions that they deem important.

The last bit of this review is really what I can personally apply based on the new ideas I have acquired from this book.  From my more than a decade of experience in both external and internal consulting work, I often am involved in projects that bring forth change to the organization.  The context is not important here – be it as technology, process, strategy, or others – what is important is: I am here to change the way you work whether you like it or not.

The reality is, seldom people like change.  So project usually puts in a change management piece of work that includes a communication plan amongst others to help transitioning the affected parties into the new way of working.  The number one question from the potentially unhappy crowd would be: How does this going to benefit me?

That’s where internal (or external if you are the hired consultant) project branding and marketing comes into the picture.  Some organizations create project logos, posters, and so on to communicate the change.  The challenge is usually what kind of common message would resonance with the people on the ground who will be affected.

The best time to answer this question is in fact going back to the beginning of the project when the people on the ground are interviewed during the requirement or information gathering activity.  Reveal their pain points using deep metaphors and when the time comes (usually at the middle or towards the end of the project depending on the scale of the project), create a common message that the people on the ground can relate.  In fact, by understanding what their pain points are in the forms of deep metaphors at the early stage of the project may even steer the project in a positive way.

In the closing chapter of “Market Metaphoria”, the authors highlight other applications such as resolving political and personal conflicts amongst others using deep metaphors.  Marketers would treasure this book.  I believe the rest would too and be able to relate.  After all, who is not a consumer in our modern world?

Gerald Zaltman is an emeritus professor at the Harvard Business School, and has served on the Advisory Board of Harvard’s “Mind, Brain and Behavior Initiative.” Lindsay Zaltman is managing director at Olson Zaltman Associates. They are the authors of Marketing Metaphoria: What Deep Metaphors Reveal About the Minds of Consumers (Harvard Business Press; May 2008).

ISBN: 978-1-4221-2115-3

Related Link: Seven Giants – Deep Metaphors

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Action & Thriller Movie Reviews

The Incredible Hulk – Reload

It’s been a crazy time at work these days so I wanted some solid entertainment.  For the lack of choices, I proposed watching “The Incredible Hulk” to my Movie Review Squad and unanimously, both TK and Cynthia loved my choice because of Edward Norton.

Edward Norton as the Hulk?!  What happens to my Hector of Troy?!

OK, I will get to that in just a moment.  I must admit that I am not really a big fan of the concept of Hulk.  However, I am a big fan of Edward Norton and Liv Taylor (the casting of Arwen of LOTR was another surprise to me).

It is hard not to compare “The Incredible Hulk” with “Iron Man”.  Both are recent superhero films that contain a battle between two relatively huge mechanical beings in “Iron Man” and two equally huge greenish blob of beings in “The Incredible Hulk”.  I would say although Edward Norton is a brilliant actor, Robert Downey Jr. has put more heart into the story.  And it is hard not to compare this film with “The Hulk” (2003) as well.  Let’s not debate if Ang Lee has done a better job or the French director Louis Leterrier has because it is a matter of a personal preference between art and entertainment.  I personally would think Eric Bana (Hector of Troy) has put more angst into the character.  After all, we are not suppose to make the Hulk angry, are we?

In a way, “The Incredible Hulk” has two parts to it: the drama and the computer generated coupled with motion captured actions.  The drama may not be as memorable as I wish it to be but I love those special effects with a capital L.  So realistic, so full of energy.  Is it just me as I feel that the Hulk is a bit smaller than the previous film.  Now, those stretchable pants make sense.  Also, one scene did remind me of the film “King Kong”.  Perhaps the metaphor of “the beast within a man and the one true love who is able to tame it” is a popular one.

Again, like “Iron Man”, “The Incredible Hulk” comes with a bunch of in-film advertisements.  The one I recognize and can remember are: Norton 360 (how appropriate), SanDisk, Panasonic Lumix camera (I think), and Cynthia picked up the Givenchy cosmetics. Some advertisements I question the relevancy to the plot.  After the show, Cynthia has the urge to buy some Givenchy products.  Uh-huh … I think that works in some sense.

Unlike “Iron Man”, the stealer scene is not being put after the end credits.  And there is a high possibility that the Hulk will be featured in the upcoming film “The Avengers”.

Cynthia and TK both enjoyed the film.  I still miss my Hector of Troy.  But that’s all good to have different opinions within the squad.  Certainly this reloaded version has more lively scripts and a more likeable green monster.

And it is meaner and angrier than Shrek.

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Experience Sharing

The Cycle of Learning and Sharing: Why Be a Caterpillar When You Can be a Butterfly? – My First V-blog (Prelude) Episode 3

I love to learn; I love finding something new to learn; more so, I love to share what I’ve learned.

In my upcoming video blog, I talk about one memorable childhood moment I had with my dad.  I thought I only had one.  But I was wrong.  There are more.

We bred butterflies, inside a glass container.  A container of a pair of Japanese dolls – one of my parents’ wedding gifts.  Once in a while, my dad would bring home a caterpillar found at the rooftop of the cinema he worked at.  And we would see how a caterpillar turned into a pupa, and finally a beautiful butterfly.  My sister and I would take turn to carry this divine being and see how its wings grew, dried and hardened, and it would attempt to fly away.  Initially reluctant to leave our hands, we would see this pretty butterfly that not too long ago was a tiny caterpillar took one brave leap of faith, carried by the wind, out from our 7th storey apartment, and disappeared right in front of our eyes.  Where did it go?  My sister and I would ask our dad, ask each other, ask ourselves.

Where did it go?

If I could travel back in time, I would have imagined our little baby butterfly grows up, turns into eggs that hatch into millions of fresh green plump caterpillars, and time stops.  All of a sudden, when time resumes, these beings magically transform into millions of butterflies.  And the cycle continues.

Articles say that caterpillars are like eating machines.  They eat and eat and that hunger, that relentless primal hunger reminds me of how our brains work when we are small.  Our brains like sponges that soak up everything around us.  We absorb knowledge, stimulated by all that is new.  We read, we listen, we watch.

We learn as the caterpillars eat.

How many of you stop right there?  You read a book, you return it to the bookshelf.  You take an exam, you move on.  How much do you get out of this reading, listening, and watching?

I cannot recall when I have started to obsess about internalizing what I learned and to find someone to share the newly acquired knowledge or idea with.  It is exhilarating.  In sharing I force myself to question what I’ve absorbed.  While sharing opens my eyes to how other may apply the knowledge.  And I think, the learning process is as simple as step one, two, three: absorb, internalize, and share.  For that two extra steps, just a little bit of extra effort, I get much more than what I used to.

That vision of a flying butterfly turning into eggs that in turn transform into millions of butterfly prompts me to imagine that learning is a cycle on its own.  We learn (i.e. absorb, internalize, and share), we experience, and we re-learn.  One wise man once told me that experience is the opposite of examination; we take the test before the lesson.

So true.

As I write this blog entry, using my wireless phone, I can’t help but to be taken back to the days when I was with my family in Hong Kong, looking at the butterfly took flight.  So brave it was; so happy we were; so beautiful the nature.

Next time when you learn something new, stop for a moment and ask yourself one question: why be a caterpillar when you can be a butterfly?

Notes: (1) Some of you were curious if I created or drew the recent black-and-white pictures by myself.  Yes I did and I enjoy doing that.  (2) This entry was written entirely using my wireless phone while waiting for Cynthia to finish her work.  Hence the different writing style.  (3) Happy Father’s Day.

My 1st v-Blog Mini-Series:

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J Pop Music Reviews

Mai Kuraki (倉木麻衣) – One Life – Quite Possibly Her Spiciest Piece of Work

I made a promise to myself that I will contribute my thought on Mai Kuraki’s 7th album to the online community back in March this year.  Her albums don’t come cheap.  The RRP are S$72 (USD 52) and S$52 (USD 38) after discount.  And you can’t pick a random Japanese album to sample in HMV.  So what I usually do in situations like this is to take out my wireless phone and Google the albums, at HMV.  Reviews written in English are not common.  In desperate times, I would perform an online translation of the Japanese pages and learn more about the album.  After all, it is a rather heavy investment.

I do agree with the online community that Mai Kuraki’s voice is sensual, and that works well with her R&B / Pop genre.  I do however find it difficult to tell if she plays her limitation to her advantage.  Mai Kuraki has a feather light voice, which is good to communicate emotion.  But her voice does at times sound out of breath.  It has become rather obvious when I viewed one of her live performances on one DVD of mine.

Her first four albums are commercial success.  Unfortunately I don’t own them.  What I do own is her compilation album “Wish You the Best” (2004), which is just as good I reckon, and her subsequent albums – “Fuse of Love” (2005), “Diamond Wave” (2006), and “One Life” (2008).  I think Mai Kuraki sings better in her recent work.  But her earlier work has better melodic hooks, and hence the success.

So, what about “One Life”?  I certainly put it above the rather forgettable “Diamond Wave” and for those who already love “Fuse of Love”, “One Life” is certainly not a disappointment.  In fact, “One Life” is quite possibly her spiciest piece of work.  The opening track “One Life” is an upbeat memorable R&B song, accompanied by interesting musical tracks.  “I Like It Like That” is a good follow-up.  More groovy, less edgy.  For those who like ballads, “Silence Love ~open my heart~” is a decent effort.

I am an oddball and my personal favorites could be quite different from what fans prefer.  I like “Everything” because of the hook, the variation of the bridges, and the music arrangement.  “Season of Love” has a similar feel and it is well harmonized by male vocals.  An emotional piece of work.  “Wonderland” comes with a simple beat and some pretty unusual melody and timing.  There is one part that I constantly ask myself: How did she sing that?!  Very soulful.  And I like the upbeat pop song “Be with U”.  A fun piece and I think the hook lies in the percussion arrangement.

You may like her interpretation of the English song “Over the Rainbow”.  But I think no one can sing that better than Katharine McPhee.

In terms of technique and being soulful in the genre of R&B, I would still vote for Utada Hikaru.  Having said that, it is always good to have varieties in life and Mai Kuraki does have a decent number of well crafted songs to offer. 

Below is her single “One Life”.  The video kind of sucks.  Probably working on low budget.  You may also wish to check out the ballad “Season of Love”.

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Diary

My Harvest at the Great Singapore Sales (So Far)

Call me whatever you like but I simply love the teal color flower petal lookalike tiny thingies that produce beautiful sound.  When I took them out of the box, Cynthia went oooorrhh sooo cute …  and at that moment, I know, girls love that design too.  In fact, I think girls love this design this color more than men do.  Then why did I buy them?

Don’t ask, don’t think too deep.

Not sure why, these days my shopping decisions are largely based on aesthetic values.  Like that pair of pointy shoes.  I looked at those lines, the shape, and I was in love.  Besides, I am no long a size 9 but a 7.  The salesgirl told me that it was due to the cutting.  Now imagine how a girl would feel when the dress size drops by two.  Cynthia calls me a Peter Pan or an elf.  Call me whatever you like but I simply love those pointy shoes …

Except, they were not that entirely comfortable to wear.  Far from that, it was pretty painful to wear.  I used muscles that I didn’t know they existed before.  How do girls walk with shoes like these?  Fortunately these pointy shoes of mine are not high-heeled.  And after a week, I walk like a pro, with these pointy shoes.

And no, contrary to the myths I have heard from some of my friends, I don’t topple and I don’t find it hard to walk up the stairs.

I think I am a hybrid shopper, a type AB.  I do shop with prioritized objectives in mind and I do take forever to make a decision.  You can’t really blame me deriving joy from getting a good bargain and to leave no ground uncovered, no items untested.

You may not have realized this: Imagine you want to buy a pair of speakers for your iPod or computer, most shops have speakers on display powered up, ready for demonstration except for the source of music.  The sales persons more often than not would scramble to look for something to play.

Fear not, with my wonderful wireless phone, all I have to do is to jack in the speaker cable and voilà!  Music on demand.  Since by now, I must have listened to that song by YUI for like 5,000 times (I ain’t joking), it has become my yardstick to determine which speaker model is the best.

And I picked the best looking one in the end (see picture above).

When I told my buddy Robert Let’s Go PC Show, his first response was It’ll be Too Crowded Let’s Not Do It.  I said Fine, I’ll Go There First and We’ll Meet for Lunch An Hour Later.  As the doors of the exhibition hall opened at noon sharp, OK, there was a crowd.  But same place, years ago when Cynthia and I watched Avril Lavigne’s concert, it was a whole lot more crowded than this.

Once in a blue moon, you get yourself into some surreal situations and suddenly, whatever you hear sounds really strange.

Somewhere inside the PC Show exhibition hall, one pair of earphones, close to S$700.  My.  Jaw.  Dropped.  This girl at the Shure booth was very keen to show me what she has got.  “You’ve got to try these,” she smiled.  I looked at the earphones dangling in front of her, for lack of a better word, chest.  I have no idea why she was wearing the most expensive earphones over her neck.  Hesitated for a bit, I gave it a go.   Unplugging my Sennheiser earphones from my wireless phone, I was all ready to be blown away.

“Is this your first time?” she asked.  I presumed she referred to the first time wearing the Shure earphones.  “You’ve got to go from behind,” she demonstrated as she was trying to help me with it.  But it just couldn’t get in.  “Yours is a bit small.  It keeps slipping out,” she giggled.

Huh?  “Let me do it,” I said.  And it went in OK, the other side as well.

The sound is pretty good.  But S$700 for that is kind of out of this world.

So what did I buy at the PC Show?  Well, I supported our local industry and bought something from Creative.  Back in the office when I showed one friend of mine what I was going to get, he was shocked at how fast I made my decision out of so many models Creative have offered.  He probed deeper into my wisdom and I said …

“Look!  It says, ‘Hear your enemies before they find you’.  And I want just that.”

I love making decisions when the marketing jargon and killer designs have taken care of them all.  And I am looking forward to my next round of shopping.

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Coincidence Diary

The Coincidental Encounters and the Incidental Chain of Events That Leads to This – My First V-blog (Prelude) Episode 2

I don’t want to sound too much like a rip off from Haruki Murakami’s short story “Chance Traveler” but I too have my share of coincidental encounters to share.  Totally random of course but interestingly, these coincidences happened in the span of three consecutive days.  And outside this three-day window, puff, my days have become as ordinary as they have always been no matter how hard I observe.

What are the odds to meet the same person in the morning queuing just one spot in front of you at your favorite coffee joint two days in a roll?  And the queue was otherwise empty, just you and him.  And if you think that I always have the same timing every morning, I don’t.  I have not seen him since then.

How about the same colleague whom enters a lift with you when you head out for lunch, both of you have your own lunch plan, and you see her taking the same lift with you when you are done with your lunch?  In my case, I wasn’t even observing the lunch hours.  And apparently, neither was she.

One morning at ten, I was at the lift lobby and with me was the cleaning lady who was done with the day.  We chatted and I learned that she starts work at six every morning.  The following morning at ten twenty, I was at the same lift lobby, patiently waiting for a lift, and with me, the same cleaning lady.  She was late because there was more trash to attend to.  This time, I learned that after she has finished with the cleaning work at our office, she heads over to another office.  And she lamented that we only pay her S$350 a month for that 4 hours of work a day.

All these lift encounters can’t beat this particular one.  I often carry with me a cup of freshly brewed coffee to work every morning.  The lift was crowded and at one floor, the door opened.  Just when it was about to close, one guy from behind jerked into action and pushed through the crowd as he dashed towards the closing door.  He knocked onto me and I spilt the hot coffee onto a huge fellow in front of me.  How embarrassing!  But it was not as embarrassing as meeting the same huge fellow in the same lift the next morning with me holding another cup of hot coffee.  I so wanted to dig a hole and hide inside.

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While the above encounters that happened in the span of three consecutive days may sound random, the incidental chain of events that leads to my wanting to create a video blog is all but.

I don’t get to have lunch with my good buddy Choong Yoong often.  We both know about it though we both deny it.  We meet once a year, usually due to some last minute arrangements.  It is just the way how we operate, I guess.  Every time we meet, I am always delighted by the variety of topics he has.  Mostly out of the world kind of ideas or news or theories or gossips, it is hard not to be enchanted by this precious lunch appointment that rarely occurs.  So out of the blue, I suggested that he should set up a podcast and I will be his faithful subscriber.  He laughed and told me that he has tried making an episode, and that was hard.  He then turned to me and said: You should have your own podcast instead!  I asked why and he pointed out that I have a dynamic voice to keep the audience interested (or something like that since that event happened quite a while ago).

Podcast and me, you have got to the kidding right?

But ideas are strange little fellows.  They stick to your head and refuse to go away.  And I parked this little idea in my head for months.

Another idea comes from the limitation I feel about blogging.  Don’t get me wrong.  Blogging is great; it is spontaneous; and I can write about anything and everything to my heart content.  Almost.  Except the invisible word count restriction that hangs on my neck all the time.  I have to try very hard to keep my blog entries within 500 to 1,000 word count.  Occasionally I hit 1,500 words and I have to remind myself not to do that often for I do treasure my own little crowd of online readers.  It is said that an average adult reads prose text at 250 to 300 words per minute.  In that sense, perhaps even a 500 words entry is still too much for the my precious audience to take.

And because of that, I have got another idea – to have a series of blog entries with a related theme and a time table to adhere to.  I often wonder what the online readers would feel if there is a sense of anticipation, like a TV series.  And even if this little experiment doesn’t take off, I would have published a 10,000 words entry that is broken down into ten little pieces.

Finally, I have always fantasized with the idea of making a little video using 100% original materials.  Can this be done?  How far can I stretch myself?  Connecting all these three little ideas prompts me wanting to just do it.

So, do it I shall.  A v-blog it will be.

My 1st v-Blog Mini-Series:

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Book Reviews Fiction

Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman by Haruki Murakami – Surreal and Beautifully Written Short Stories

I would be lying to say that I wasn’t stopped by this rather sexy book cover (which later found out that it is rather relevant to the leading story).  But there are plenty of sexy book covers out there to grab attention.  I liked the book title but was not familiar with the author’s name.  I am naturally attracted to foreign writers but shall I invest my time to read an unfamiliar author’s work and to broaden my exposure when my personal reading preference flavors depth than breadth?  I flipped the book open and started reading it, inside a library.

“To put it in the simplest possible terms, I find writing novels a challenge, writing short stories a joy.  If writing novels is like planting a forest, then writing short stories is more like planting a garden.  The two processes complement each other, creating a complete landscape that I treasure.  The green foliage of the trees casts a pleasant shade over the earth, and the wind rustles the leaves, which are sometimes dyed a brilliant gold.  Meanwhile, in the garden, buds appear on flowers, and colourful petals attract bees and butterflies, reminding us of the subtle transition from one season to the next.” – Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman, vii.

I love to write and I couldn’t agree with him more.  I have attempted to write both novels and short stories and I often find myself torn between the two.  Why?  Haruki Murakami couldn’t have said it better.

I personally enjoy reading short stories; not used to in the beginning but I have grown accustomed to, and now fall in love with.  On that count, I simply cannot, for instance, get enough of Italo Calvino’s work – an Italian author who wrote lots of great short stories.

“Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman” is a collection of short stories written in the period of 1981 to 2005.  And they are translated from Japanese by Philip Gabriel and Jay Rubin.  I can’t really pinpoint a common theme across all these 25 stories (334 pages, hardcover).  All I can say is that Haruki Murakami has a keen sense of observation at the most minute detail.  You can actually see the story as you read it.  And Haruki Murakami’s stories are mostly surreal, at times metaphoric.  I sense that some stories are inspired by certain bizarre news that most people disregard.  Some stories are written using himself as the main character so I gather that these stories relate to people in his real life and are told with a certain dose of imagination.  Some supposedly fictional characters read almost like the author himself with a changed name.  Some fictional characters are, I believe, purely fictional.

In short, there are no ordinary stories when told by Haruki Murakami, even those with plots that do not resolve into any dramatic ending.

Out of these 25 stories, some leave a deeper impression than others.  The four and a half pages long short story “A Perfect Day for Kangaroos”, for instance, is one of my favorites.  The author wrote about a man bringing his girlfriend who wanted to see a baby kangaroo to visit a zoo.  “Man-Eating Cats” started with a piece of news reporting on an old woman who died in her apartment and the hungry cats locked inside had nothing to eat but to feed on the dead body .  The story itself is nothing gross to that extend but a good metaphor that links the main character with an, perhaps, imaginary lover?  The story “Firefly” is a beautiful love story of perpetual waiting while “Chance Traveller” is an emotional story between the two estranged siblings.  “The Kidney-Shaped Stone That Moves Every Day” is a carefully crafted story that is told within a story and the last chapter “A Shinagawa Monkey” exposes our very own psychological subconciousness and identity with the help of a … talking monkey that steals name tags.

The opening chapter “Blind Willows, Sleeping Woman” may as well be a representative piece of work from the book with the same title – a statement of what Haruki Murakami’s unique style is all about, at least for this book.

Certainly, I intend to follow the rabbit hole and dig deep into what Haruki Murakami has to offer.  To end this review, I found this rather interesting dialogue between the main character – an author – and a subject of his affection.

“Writers don’t have any talents to offer.  A pianist could play you a tune.  A painter could draw you a sketch.  A magician could perform a trick or two.  There’s not much a writer can do.” – Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman, 293.

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Announcement Whacky Thoughts

A New, Shall I Say, Mini-Series and I’m Still Not Sure About It – My First V-blog (Prelude) Episode 1

Ideas are peculiar little tangibly intangibles.  They are not as abstract as dreams like you want to marry a perfect guy (or girl) when you grow up or that Lamborghini you must have; wanting to be a rock star or to save the world.  Ideas on the other hand are more tangible than that.  It could be as simple as wanting to date this particular person whom you’ve met at a concert, to shop for a car, to learn how to play a musical instrument, or simply signing up for a beauty contest and hopefully be an ambassador of world peace.

So on and so forth.

Ideas are tangible because they are something you can action upon.  Like right now, right here.  Ideas are alive and can be planted in our heads; they grow and some are hard to be obliviated.  Think of it as metamorphosis – you have to kill an idea or an idea will turn into a series of actions whether you like it or not.

And because it is so easy to kill an idea – I murdered gazillion of them since I was a toddler – and I am notorious in sitting on ideas or taking forever to finish what I have started (like taking 3 years to complete that Bangkok video), I have decided that if I go public at even the crystallization stage, an idea may be materialized into something tangible.  Pretty much like how a virgin vow works.  Not a 100% guarantee, but it is much better than just a feeble idea.

So I have decided to create a video blog, with 100% original materials.  That is, from storyboarding to scriptwriting, from pictures of the primitive animation to the even more primitive soundtrack.  And I intend to roll the end credits with a sample of one of my refurbished songs.

Sounds exciting?  Since I have already put in 72 hours on this video blog and I am – keeping my fingers crossed – 20% from completing it, I have even come out with the following timetable.  What’s entertainment without a sense of anticipation after all?

My 1st v-Blog Mini-Series:

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If the Birthday Girl Wants Made of Honour, the Birthday Girl Gets Made of Honour

Couple of weeks ago, my friendly boss dropped by my workplace – like he always does in an intraday manner to go through a checklist of 101 items with me – and he talked about “Made of Honour” instead.  He even gave a two thumbs up on that movie.  That was scary.  Was I being Googled and he learned that I love watching movies?

Perhaps not.  Hopefully not.

This week has been an eventful week for me, or rather for Cynthia and I.  Besides the one thing that now is not a good time to share (I will, I promise), my work has been action packed (though I still managed to keep it within 9 to 5, thank god for that) and Cynthia has just started working in a new environment so I needed to hunt for another precious parking lot within CBD.  The good news is that my good old friend RC passes me his tenant lot because he has decided not to drive a few years ago.  The not so good news?  Well, the car park at Prudential Tower is probably the most scary car park I have seen in Singapore.  RC joked that I shall practice my Tokyo Drift technique at those tight corners and curves.

Very funny.

Fortunately, by now I can go up and down of the Tower with one eye closed.  In fact, an entertainment I genuinely look forward to every day.

And Friday was Cynthia’s birthday too.  How amazing!  Since my credit card has intercepted hers during her first purchase at the Great Singapore Sales just a few days ago, the birthday gift is settled.  Hooray!  I know she has been talking about “Made of Honour” a while back, “Made of Honour” it is then.

When the main actor first appeared on the big screen, I whispered to Cynthia, “Who is this guy?!”.  “He is Patrick Dempsey,” Cynthia replied.  “What damp sea?” I inquired as the name didn’t ring a bell.  “The movie ‘Enchanted’?” she replied.

Ah … OK, I still couldn’t remember.  When the main actress (Michelle Monaghan) appeared, I whispered, “I know this girl!”  “Who is she?” Cynthia’s turn to ask me.  “I don’t know,” I said and I continued, “but I remember seeing her on TV.”

OK,  I may not have seen her on TV.  But she does have that TV soap opera kind of look and indeed she was involved in the TV series “Boston Public” as I found out later.  In fact, Patrick Dempsey is also from a TV series, “Grey’s Anatomy”.

In fact, the second main actor has also acted in a TV series that I love – a HDO Original Series.  When the Scottish actor actor Kevin McKidd first appeared, I nearly screamed, “I know this guy!”  Cynthia replied knowing that I didn’t really know who this guy was, “Ya, the ‘Rome’ guy”.

I don’t think I have laughed so hard this year.  OK, it’s not about the story and we all know about that.  I would probably forget the whole story before this weekend ends.  However, with such an eventful week, a good laughter is all I need right now.  I will definitely catch this movie again on cable to have a good laugh about it.  Not sure if some sexual references would be censored though.

Perhaps not.  Hopefully not.

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Jamming Session

Montages of Our Home Jamming Session (15/5)

Looks like our search for a drummer who will practice and perform live gigs with our band continues.  My old friend in KL has just opened a brand new lingerie shop and she has invited our band for the official launch, with media coverage!  All I have to do is to compose a new set of songs – something sexy I guess? – practice them with the band, memorize the songs, and to figure out what to do with the drum track … in this couple of months’ time.

Fun time.

Who is who in these images – white shirt dude is the guitarist Jason, white shirt chick is the bassist Cynthia, red shirt hottie is our Singapore band manager Selrol (a.k.a. Jason’s wife), and the blue shirt schmuck is me.

I can always trust Selrol to be our band archivist, our very own band journalist to document our journey.  Just in case we become famous in X number of years’ time, we can readily publish a photo book titled: Who are the Real Candies in “No Eye Candy”?  (note: our band is called “No Eye Candy”)

This time, Selrol brought along a darn cute orange color Polaroid instant camera (see the picture at the bottom).  And this yummy cute little thingie produces crisp clear vibrant color photos (see the montage above) that cost S$1 per shot.  Totally worth it if you were to ask me.

The jamming session happened couple of weeks ago.  On the day itself, our drummer Chip couldn’t make it.  So we cancelled our studio booking and headed to my own home studio instead.  Jason bought a Les Paul guitar on that day and we were keen to take it for a test drive.  We love the sound.  What can I say?  Mine is a Les Paul too.

So I met our drummer Chip a few days ago for lunch and he shared with me some of the challenges he has in prioritizing his life, especially now that he has a new baby.  Deep inside, of course I was hoping to be able to take our band into the next level since we have been practicing our original songs for years.  But I can totally understand where he is coming from.  Maybe the timing is not right for us yet.  Maybe with Chip, we have to work on less time intensive home bound activities such as recording – something he can pick up the guitar for 20 minutes and continue another day like he said.

This is the time when I keep thinking of what Randy Pausch once said in his “Last Lecture”: Brick walls are there for a reason: they let us prove how badly we want things.

And the hunt for a live gig drummer continues …