Everyone Has A Caterpillar Chair
Wenxiang SUN
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In the spring days, but 50 years ago, Jack Kerouac published On the Road. Half a century has passed, I am still troubled by a simple decision to follow Roger Waters to Hong Kong, to get myself drunk in his music for one more night. Last night, I stood on a long chair of Shanghai Stage, stretched out my arms with shaking fingers, and bowed again and again to Roger Waters three meters away in front of me, with the girl by my side constantly mumbling: if my life can be reloaded, I would choose to devote to this 63 old guy on stage.
But I am not in Hong Kong listening to Roger. I am in Shenyang, thousands of miles to the north of it, hearing the tune of our own female singer: concurred by you in such a way, drinking the poison that you had hidden…
Roger Waters was born in 1943. We were born in the 70s, we don’t face family issues, drug matters or war questions like Rogers. All of our troubles are related with sub – sub-decent life, sub-wealth, sub-health, and sub-freedom. Besides, I have sub-melancholy.
Ever since I became a member of the World Youth Association four years ago, every year I would get some invitation from Europe, e.g. to watch aurora borealis in Lapland, to tan under the Sicily sunshine, or to dream of a lady on the Lorelei rock. For life long decades, I surely have some of the world to go over, some youth to overspend.
I am dreaming of a life that allows me free to go anywhere. But the distance between reality and freedom is as far as my shabby apartment in Quyang and the 420.5 meter tall "Gold Luxuriance Building" far away in my view. Freedom would be a piece of cake if I were son or daddy of Bill Gates. In order to survive, to keep my job, I have to play Taiji with my boss. One of the most frequently used methods of communication is that I would tell my boss: “A man like me who has to depend on draining his feeling must go out and see the world, or I will turn out a dry well or a poor kiln…”
But I saw only two characters from poker-like expression of my boss: No Way!
Of course, I am not like Henry Miller who thought that he had been bearing the most miserable suffering of the world. In this world, much more people are thriving for life harder than me. After Von Hessen, the coach of Bielefeld had left his position yesterday, the number of unemployed Bundesliga coach has mounted to 7. Needless to say, in front of the brutal reality, contract is easy to go up in smoke, like the sound of word “Paper” pronouncing in German – “Papier”.
When I was at the Roger Waters concert, I received a short mobile message from Xiaozhou Zhang. Xiaozhou is a famous Chinese music commentator living in the south of China. He pled me to get high for him when I saw the luminary of Pink Floyd. I assume it must be the hardest task to find another man like him who would sing Mama, Let’s Get High Together.
I recall the time when I was still in primary school. All boys and girls were asked to talk about ideal. Someone uttered scientist another mentioned astronaut, I told my teacher that I wish to become a rock and roll singer. But back to present and reality, my boss would never allow me rock and roll. He would say: you either forget about rock and roll, or get out of here!
Everyone has a caterpillar chair, but mine can not be brought into the 21st century.
【2007-2-22】| 作者:孙文祥
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