Tag: Headphones please

I don’t strut, I don’t stand. I don’t run, I don’t Walk. These days, I skip.

Rising temperatures burnt the last winter away. Bodies are moving faster and slower, back and forth. In the air one second and grounded the next. I am still asking myself what magic the sound of music is.

I have been told that over time, it is possible you forget how to skip. How to leap for a tiny bit. It is truly a tragedy. Whether it be for the reaction to a song, to happiness or out of sheer boredom, a skip can help to elevate the moment, quite literally.

When researching is tragedy, I have come across several people that try their hardest to remember, but fail. Their bodies are not able to reproduce the outburst. Maybe it is their minds that inhibit it. Maybe they have been taught to stop skipping. Who is in charge of this censorship?

Stand up, rise up. Follow along with me and just for a moment, be active, be silly. Skip at a strange time to fight against this societal self-censorship! Skip at the supermarket, skip in a meeting, skip into class, skip to your table reservation. What the hell, skip at a funeral. For all we know, the deceased would have needed a skip.

As for now, see you next time. In the street. Being strange, skipping. Keep being weird.

Festivities, celebration!

It is that time of the year again, the time that randomly has been chosen to bring light into our winter. Well, if you are lucky to live in a place where it is warm during these months, feel blessed. It is a time to sit back, relax, breathe and unwind. At least that’s how it should be. If it is not, don’t worry! Papa Shanghai has got you covered with this very special weekly review for Christmas 2022! So just leave wherever you are and find a spot with yourself or your loved one. Maybe it’s just you, maybe with your partner in crime, maybe with your pet. But for sure, I’ll be here, preaching, hot from the Wok of my mind. Here we go!

You did a lot, how much, only you can know. You have rewarded yourself, punished yourself as well. Loved and lived, cried and slept. Oh what a rollercoaster it has been. Sometimes I am thinking about myself, floating above my physical form. Isn’t it funny how we look? Don’t take yourself so seriously, we are just fleshy buildings that roam this planet!

I know that you are there, reading this. I hope you are cozy. Tug yourself in, hug yourself! Hug your partner in crime or your pet. Hug a grandma, most of them deserve it! Embrace life for a moment, see how you breathe and read and react. Think of me writing this, connecting us just now! Isn’t it funny how we act?

I know that this time period is busy so I don’t want to take up too much space in your plans. First of all, I would like to thank you for reading. Second, I hope that reading gave you pleasure or a chuckle. I will be here for some time, rest assured! So let’s do something fun together. Ready? Do it as long as you have time. Maybe use some headphones or blast it through the speakers, your choice!

So you see this link here? That’s where music is stored. But not just any music. It’s a tune we will remotely dance to, together! Ready? Grab your whoever is there, or just hug yourself and feel the music. Feel it in your toes, your fingers and your hair. Truly, listen. I wish you a happy festive period. See you soon. Love

As the Sundays of the endless rice steamer we call life seem to drag along week for week, I have decided to review what happened. It is a mental exercise of sorts, maybe I will even include pictures. You seem to like them, it is no wonder newspapers are dying out and you consume the latest happenings in a form of a six second video. It is the low-shelf milk rice of quality content. So after all, should I indulge in this shindig? I guess you and me both have to see.

This week, the review will be short as papashanghai.com has just launched. Fitting to the occasion, I will try to attach some songs. You can listen to them or not, but I always find that life gets more bearable when you have a soundtrack. Maybe you can even stand up and dance, wouldn’t that be crazy?