9.4.2003/15:26

謝Anna提問，這兩天一直在聽Eminem，聽完什麼也寫不出。想來想去都不明白，愈聽愈糊塗。我甚至不喜歡他，不喜歡他的演繹方法，不喜歡他販賣的那種態度。可是我還在聽，不停地。彷彿感覺到十七歲的憤怒，那種對於一個成年人來說太強烈的憤怒。十七歲的我跟三十歲的Eminem竟然同聲同氣，自己也實在無法說明，唯有再一次借用別人的話： "A quick examination of his lyrics shocked me to the bones -- I was not quite prepared to be met with something so confessional, so completely soul-baring. The intensity of hurt and anger found in songs like "Cleaning Out My Closet" rivals Sylvia Plath's "Daddy". If they lack sophisticated literary allegories, they are made up by compulsive beats of rhythm that promise to drill the words into your skull, and are delivered with such fervor that at times it feels like you can only submit to the torrent of words." - K @ Kiss & Tell 大概是這種錐心鑽骨的intensity把我催眠。