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Từ bao chiều trong tái tê rã rời hoang phế
Đổi thay từ giây phút nào
Ngẩn ngơ cõi lòng tôi thét gào
Niềm đau dài hơn nỗi vui bao ngày cho nhau

Dù năm tháng đổi thay người hỡi
Những ngọt ngào vẫn mãi trong nhau
Bàn tay vẫn tìm nhau trìu mến
Và ta sẽ mãi yêu cho dẫu mai này về đâu

Longer than there’ve been fishes in the ocean
Higher than any bird ever flew
Longer than there’ve been stars up in the heavens
I’ve been in love with you.

to this:

Cause we belong together now, yeah
Forever united here somehow, yeah
You got a piece of me
And honestly,
My life would suck without you.

The man’s got balls, big balls. An archetypical of a great artist, he never shies away from being different and constantly reinvents his style.

He’s sung every genre imaginable.

He’s played with “nhac Trinh.”

He’s crossed over to “nhac sen.”

He’s even tried “cai luong.”

And in a bolder move, he’s incorporated homosexuality into his music videos.

I have never seen such bravery being displayed in any Vietnamese entertainer. Love him or hate him, one must respect the man’s artistry and ability to stay on top of his game after all these years.

I just find it funny how Vietnamese productions so loosely throw around the terms “best of” and “greatest hits.”

A singer can drop 2 albums in his career and his third release will be a greatest hits.

A few of the worst vocalists in music like Luu Bich and Bao Han have the balls to release “best of” albums as if they are some kind of music legends.

Give me a break. And stop wasting my hard drive space, because I’d still download it just to complete my collection.*

*Disclaimer: The above statement is not an admission of music piracy. It should be construed as a poorly executed humor from an overworked pharmacist.

But it seriously grosses me out whenever I see 2 adult males, standing about a foot apart, looking directly at each other while singing the most intimate lyrics.

I just can’t imagine myself singing “mười năm cách biệt, mười năm thương nhớ thấy thương nhau phút này” while staring into another boy’s eyes.

I guess that’s why I’m a pharmacist and not a professional singer. Whenever I stare at another male’s eyes, it’s either to tell him he’s out of refills or that I will not fill his Oxycontin script written by an ER doctor from Canada.

Listening to Quynh Vi’s solo debut Vui Sau Trai Tim Buon is like getting head from a blow up doll. She just can’t quite get you there, leaving you desperately wanting the real thing. In “Yeu Khong Hoi Tiec,” her vacuous delivery makes you long for Minh Tuyet’s passion. In “Xin Thoi Gian Ngung Troi,” she barely puts her mouth around it, while Thien Kim would probably swallow it whole. She performs like an amateur in the techno inflected “Huong Thom Diu Ky.” By the time the last note in the terribly harmonized “Du Tinh Suong Khoi” falls, you just wanna bitch slap the screaming idiot and throw her to the dogs. After all, her plastic vocal is as gratifying as a blow up doll.