phạm duy was more pitiful rather then being blamed

        phạm duy 
   was more pitiful rather than being blamed 
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                                                             phạm duy [i.e. phạm duy cẩn 1921- saigon 2013]
                                                                                  (photo: internet)

    Musician Phạm Duy was more pitiful rather than being blamed.  His floating life though himiliate, human and vicissitudes.  He lived irreponsibility and had only one position ambition that is to compose the valuable music.
    His spokes was the same as poet Tú Xương (like 'A teacher, a girl, a bitch').  From 50 years ago, no one considered him as a 'precious people'.  They loved him because he offered them many immortal songs, and go with them on a long road of their lives together, 'cried laughed with the fate of the country'.
     He was never a tool od communism.  In 5 years under the anti- French Resistance, he had never wrote a song hailed a leader of communism, which only hailed the heroes martyrs against invasion.  When the fox tall poked until he dropped them to come back the city.
     He was never a tool of dictatorship.  In 25 years of living in national policy, he never made a song of worship leader does.  The song 'rural development' are all produced by one author servants rather than by a professional music to caress the loneliness of several million people into exile.  
    The 'return home' his only inpiry to his personal reputation, there is no sgni-ficant impact to the anti-communist spirit of the masses.  There is nobody else
'national reconciliation' with VC [Việt Cộng] because Phạm Duy was repatriated, Reconciliation would never occur, in other words, only when the passive reconciliation communism dissolved completely.
     Also, only the force of the masses in the country are capable of dissolving them. Then rolls up too concerned about the strategic 'national reconciliation' of them.  It died shortly after birth.  Grilled should share a hatred Vc giancing down then rinse in the musician as Phạm Duy, from Cong Phung Khánh Ly, Lệ Thu, Chế Linh etc.  There is something 'reluctantly' in the back of them.  (as noted above.)
    Furthermore, they do noy bring home dollars to help more foreign currency for VC (as some merchants and traveling who enjoy the theater) but also to burn of some their foreign currency. (territorial compensation in dollars.) By sympathetic to them (sympathy does not mean promoting other people return) as long as they just friendly people, just sing for people to hear the songs that we accept and do not mumble, cattle violation to the anti-communist spirit.  

    The reasons people love musician Phạm Duy's song

     1/ He is a musician admired by millions of Vietnamese people from the younger generation to the older generation, from budget-minded to the intellingtsia, from wartime to peacetime, from communism to liberation, from dictatorship to a democratic government, from domestic to overseas.
     2/ Sympathies of the masses for his every complex.  Many commended. many blame.  Many had recently criticized compliment.  Many have criticized this commendation. Many people before this dawn compliment Vietnam Communist faction, after half a century of hatred he now bribed him as bait for the guise of 'national reconciliation'.
     Liberals, over half a century, ..., now abandoned him because they think he was bribed ennemy.
    These demonstrated that (merit- blame, love-hate, bribe- abandonrment) are commonplace.  People are not random (but ulterior reasons) atributed to him.  He did not deliberately caused.  Entrance spokeman clumsy and his indulgent lifestyle plays an important role in their judgment.
     3/ But his works, from folk songs, love songs, military 'ca', 'ca' director, pediatric cases, etc had a unique value: bring sleeping supply gamut of ethnic harmony and inspiring lyric of folk song.
     4/ Musical poems is a great skill.  The media has listed him in every 'witels' of this music.  Although popular poem verbatum (as of Huy Thuong) or just grab the poet (as 'Flute Tiantai '[Thiên Thai] of poet Thế Lữ) he also make poetry added value.  
     5/ Personal like he has a flew blemishes.  He lived under the loose sexual plaeasure, despite the consequences (as in Julie Quang and Khánh Ngọc matter) makes disdain and moral opponents exploited.

                                                   JULIE Quang 
                                                                                 (photo: internet)

     6/ The love of poeple, love the country, love the water of his works are very visible. A false love can not do is make love songs, love 'Hoài Hương', jerichow, ON Central, Mother Gio Linh, Remember, The Wounded, Husband Wife 'Quê', 'Quê' Baby, Return date, Path 'Cái Quan', Mother Vietnam., etc ...

     The compliments
      (...)

     The Deery

     These words belittling him blossomed in 2 periods.

     1/ The first period from 1950 to 2015 

     When he left the City of Resistance, VC has criticized him as a reactionary.
     Of course he could not refuse to meet communism leaders paved the way for his return, just not worth complaining if he wanted to see some communist leaders were friends with him in the war against France.  He is very easygoing and carefree in the meet old friends, jazz or just memories of old jokes, do not talk about politics.  Nothing to blame for meetings or Social get such pratices.
    There is a remarkable son: he was not a  leader of communism adulation and does not speak to anyone violating animal of South Vietnamese regime during his 8 years. (former vice president Nguyễn cao Kỳ have committed this way).
    I would like to summarize the altitude of Pham Dụy in a cursory question: when composing is dedicated to enjoy playing it, when they shell make continous speech.  Duyên Anh [writer] has narrated that the Phạm Duy, while fralicking with friends, had said in bottle; " Who is stupid like my music.  We have been doing in the toilet".  Maybe he wrote bad songs in the toilet.
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                             musician phạm duy:
                             lover stories in huế
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                                       musician pham duy [i.e. phạm duy cẩn 1921- saigon 2013
                                                        
      Musician Phạm Duy was born and raised in Hanoi, more than a third of his live he was in Saigon, more than a third life he was abroad.   He traveled a lot, loved and be loved as more, including the French.  But through his experience, he found the most profound qand beautiful girl he loved was in Huế.  
      (...)
     So I pursued the topic 'The lover of musician Phạm Duy ' every decades but not turned the pen.  Now, musician Phạm Duy after reaching the age of 92 and has a poor health many diseases, in less than a month had no emergency hospital many times, can not date anymore so I would recommend a few things hoped musician Phạm Duy will reviewed and comments help me places inadequates.

    Let me start from Huế.  Because since 1995, I was the musician Pham The US taught me the beauty, the value of the 'Love Songs' music by Phạm Duy.  Content that music affects my whole life, I hope to have the opportunity to meet musicians to ask him : " in his love song lyric written- know love in Perfume River -- Can I tell us who it is that people love?"
     (...)
     Musician Phạm Duy agreed to answer but after making an appointment interview finished. Keep the promise, after the interview finished, he gave me to know the man was and asked me not to be included in all interviews.  I moved not. And he said she is ' K.M., a school girl lovely Đồng Khánh School is famous for its magnificant singing 'Raindrops Collection' of Đặng thế Phong'. I exclaimed: " It turned out she K.M? I know. So far she is still beautiful, still sing well, is still seen as a voice of the former elementary School girl Popular Huế Đồng Khánh.  No wonder every time I sing songs of Resistance Phạm Duy sister too drunk to sing! " Phạm Duy explained, "I meet K.M -- Revolution in the air of August/ 1945 in Huế that !"

     In fact, before you know K.M.  Artists in Phạm Duy Quan in Huế times as that the call of BT one Đồng Khánh other girls, the daughter of an old courtiers houses on Nam Giao.
(Điện Biên Phủ to day.)   She loves singing passionately Phạm Duy through Saigon Radio.  She wanted a wife of Phạm Duy.  Phạm Duy felt " She is Mỵ Nương earthly view Trương Chi Phạm Duy is one".  The beautiful child in the upstairs son did not live with him busking life with theatrical backdrops dust.  The love story is just a souvenir.  Mỵ Nương Phạm Duy get married to play a game from the family, " the goal post, protection against."  Trương Chi Phạm Duy continue holding guitar life.

      Anyhow love story which also inspire the composer Phạm Duy Trương Chi to all the investors.  Her son in place on Nam Giao, he was the night troubadour singing echoed up and down river.  The story is told through the skin away soungs deep, dark waterproof sex life,

                      " Night in the past when the provision to young male,
                        Flovwers forget brutal hours,
                        White clouds above fight search,
                        Soul in the room sobbing low.
                        Hearing a former night dreaming above cause,
                        Lovingly lift fan unsconduct,
                        Knot winds brought the boat,
                        Though waves lull people on elves..."
                              (...)
      The love of Trương Chi was born in 1946, a year later, the Nationbal Resistance Phạm Duy take the Reisistance, sing and compose and masses from the city to countryside so admired, he became a famous musician.  Unknown is any case she Mỵ Nương in "singing in the heart", reuniting him.  Do not hide the desire of love that is unrequired.   Mỵ Nương she gushed at my feeling with him.

      The witness and understand the love affair that' s unifished Võ thị Hoài Trinh.   Hoài Trinh clearly did not move by love too deeply or she also encountered a similar situation, she did reveal a poem intensely on 'Kiếp nào có yêu nhau'. (after print publications in collective Lounging in Paris in 1960.)

                                          minh đức- hoài trinh  [i.e. võ thị hoài trinh 1930-    ]
                                                                                               (photo; internet)

       In 2006, meeting Võ thị Hoài Trinh in California, I asked if she was really spoiled things like, she just smiled so I want to understand how they understand.  She gave me a book 'Văn nghiệp and Minh Đức- Hoài Trinh' and poetry set to music dics of her, including two post ' Kiếp nào có yêu nhau' and ' Đừng để em một mình' by Phạm Duy.  Popular poetry plate Trinh Hoai music makes me recall.  By 1958 musician Phạm Duy faced an affair 'abnornal'.  If not Thái Hằng singer -- his wife, to liberate the 'tribunal' then.  He did not meet his lover again, sad love poems he borrowed 'Kiêp Do Trinh Hoai'. There sweathearts to popular music and theater lover sand.  While the press in Saigon then unfortunately the 'unusual love story' of him, then on radio wave Saigon Khánh Ngọc [ real name: Lan Nam] singing resounded will sing 'Kiep Do' it in love, can be viewed or a challenge to his opinion.  Khánh Ngọc powerful tone, busy choking, pain, regret, fiercely but could not hide the fear,

                     Do not look at me anymore darling
                     Green flowers left
                     Perfume river melted before
                     Do not look at me, do not look at me anymore darling
                     Sometimes in succumbs, wrinkled lips forgot to laugh
                     Certainly people have forgotten me alone
                     Trăng Thu broken two banks
                     Birds fly away can land
                     Meet affordable, reasonable met, a message for us
                     Green flowers pillow hepless deep night in rabbits
                     Lives have loved each other yet
                     Then pleased look to future
                     Green flower vloom without
                     Green Love without fear
                     Never have loved each other
                     Then please brushed off paintful
                     Where are you
                     Where are you
                     Do not look at each other anymore darling
                     Were far away from each other,
                                          forget each other has forgotten
                     Also look chi, chi also look again darling
                     Tears were released streams, the singing died
                     Do not look at each other anymore ... darling

      Those who heard to K.N. [Khánh Ngọc].  Meanwhile sing instant sympathy for the 'unusual love story' of the two.  After the 'incident' that I no longer hear K.N. sing anymore.  Newspapers said she was abroad. [now living in USA]. It is sorrowful.  Due 'unusual love story' was that Vietnam has more modern music is a timeless song 'Kiep Do'
 it in love. Unbelievably good and evil was 'mutual'.

     Sex start from the girl Huế, rather from his girls Đồng Khánh Huế. In 1953, on evening of artist Vũ đức Duy Phạm Duy musicians bring a family visit to Germany.  From Supply relatives --mother of former Emperor Bảo Đại.

     Familiar family of Vũ đức Duy very pleased to welcome author of the first- released Sonate and is a member of the choir is famous Thăng Long Saigon. 

                                                     the famous choir Thăng Long
                                                                  front row:    thái hằng-  khánh ngọc -  thái thanh
                                          back row:   phạm duy -   phạm đình chương-  hoài trung

    The conversation, men sing takes places between great magical summer night of Huế. Warm voice, talented, sexy guy' s over thirty years old handsome Phạm Duy gave the girl Huế Pham Duy heard singing passionately in love with him that night.  She could not hide the sobbing voice of the heart with him.

      But Pham Duy had Thái Hằng, had their first child 4 years old Duy Quang up so he can only respond to people who love music in Huế only.  Dạ Lai Phạm Duy preparing paperwork in donate Thu Hương Vân and Dạ Thảo -- two famous beauties of Huế at that time.  The second of the song to create a quiet space immense, shimmering, coming voice of love, love people and love life.  A song full of happiness.
     [...]

                Sparking Moon back on again
                Wings of the wing, the cloud streched back incense, flyaway
                Fragnant night not from flowers
                But because we fervently love,Thái Hòa
                Life delicious like drunken men, the situation on a jig
                Beautiful coast for people who live
                Life fun as bees, sweet fruit on a tree
                Privacy pooled permanently
                Rythm of the human hand Oh !
                Rythm of the human foot Oh !

     Then 10 years later the Diệm regime collapse (11.Nov.1963), I used to go to talk to people bout struggle of students against the regime Huế Ngô đình Diệm.  The talk are singers X.M. From her nephew to accompany gim to sing to entertain. X.M. came from a family activity Huế art, beautiful, strong vocals, she is famous for foreign song Tiger.

     Students struggle Huế quarter X.M. see her as 'comrade' of students. Then, each time the Huế Phạm Duy 'Trường ca' introduce 'Path Quan Cái' [Đường cái quan], Vietnam Popu- lation music I have invited X.M. sing accompanied illustrate the talk of Phạm Duy. Then, in the opinion of the student said Phạm Duy and X.M. fall in love.

    A breakfast one morning sitting and drinking coffee in the living room Lê văn Hảo professor at University dorm 2 Lê Lợi, we intend disagreement about his affair with X.M.

    We fear that the affair will cause a bad opinion among students of Huế.  Phạm Duy not answer that yes or no.  He was silent as if nothing important at all.  One time he held an newspaper and got up to open the door to the next room toilette. (because back then no toilet paper as i is now). We wait for his answer. Several minutes later a voice suddenly popped popped toilette doorknob. I thought he was shocked by our frankness that meet bad things should jump to twist open toilette mango sheet. He learned out grizzled head told me,

     "Give me another newspaper !"

     I did not ask him what took more newspaper that turned around the table took gave him another newspaper. Everyone watched cryptically.  Phạm Duy in the brown she- three from the toilette stepped out on the table coffee an a piece of old newspaper was written in black marker pen song.  I still love me any love.  What started as the theme song challenge, "he still love him anymore, nobody forbade him to love it". His answer enough.

    Unkown song is good or bad, but in the thoughts of everyone, the financial admired composer Phạm Duy music in place of his troublesome change,

                   I also love, I just love !
                   I also love, I just love !
                   I also love, forever forever !
                   I also love ... I love life
                   I still love me
                   Whether I was dead
                   Whoever killed me ...

            [...]

     Not only. Then he moved to Saigon for sometime and sent to Huế to me.  I still love music I love has been published on the cover picture of Duy Liêm drow a girl lying on green grass hand knee. We look over and think of X.M. immediately. Through the 'collision' that I realized that :

   Phạm Duy love nobody prohibit what he advised. Thái Hằng singer was his wife' s religious 'holy Asia' should also see it is an entity: Let him be loved freedom, he loved his new song are included. When he 'crashed', then she herself become a 'rescue'.  In the cultural history of Vietnam, the Vietnam art scene without precedent someone to love and be loved first as Phạm Duy and no author have been inspired more women to work cratively or as negative Phạm Duy music.

     In an interview, he answered me :

    " Since you know Huế (1944) untill I fell in love with her then husband and wife Thái Hằng (1948), I stil dream of having a love of Huế. Daughter Huế, then of course is beautiful. What I like most in the women Huế retain more feminine.The so feminine that was raised in the romantic scene of many royal palaces mausoleum mountain river makes it a strong atraction for the kind of people have more 'computer man' like me."

    In my opinion, no one everywhere in the country Vietnam had this woman lived in a cultural environment such profound poetic whole. Therefore Hàn Mặc Tử [poet]  asked
 " Why id not you visit Vỹ dạ village?" Almost Vietnamese writers, musicians dreamed of Huế, dreamed of a love story in Huế.

    Phạm Duy love Huế and he was loved. The unhappy love stories would follow him to be buried deeply into the ground.  As long as his true love songs are still loved, still living with Ngự Mountain [núi Ngự] and Perfume River [sông Hương] his love stories in Huế will become a history of love.
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                                                               phạm duy: when he was young (1938)
                                                                                                     (photo: internet)
                                                      

 thái thanh singer ( now in nursing home)

       (photo: courtesy of du tu le)

american river nightfall , a poem by tom goff ( cụm hoa tình yêu/ flowers of love / fleurs d' mour -- vietnamese int. poetrry society, usa , 2008)

american river nightfall / tom goff
(flowers of love/ usa 2008)

                                american river nightfall
                                                    a poem by tom golf

                                                          tom goff
                                                          p. 665 CỤM HOA TÌNH YÊU/
                                We reach the American River at dusk, in time
                                to savor the almost-fullness of the moon
                                The river repeats the lunar white like rythme
                                But interrupts its image.  Like a spoon

                                 stirring the peaceful liquid that broke it in two,
                                 The swirful current scowls, yet has to swallow
                                 the while dose as it dissolves. Wet silver scatters

                                 dark reflections making off with silt slurry,
                                 erases remembrances of egrets in trees.  This fever 's
                                 not unheard of: bright cold surge in a hurry

                                 In early June.  Black oak trunks-floogate levers
                                 the warm gusts tug-unleash crowbursts that skitter
                                 past.  Then a great blue heron, pterodactyl of worry.

                                     TOM GOFF


                        hoàng hôn trên sông american river
                                         translated into vietnamese by sinh le

                                Tới dòng sông vào lúc trời chạng vạng
                                 vẫn kịp giờ thưởng thức cảnh trăng thanh
                                 mặt nước chiếu long lanh vầng nguyệt lạnh
                                 biến dạng đi hình ảnh bóng chị Hằng

                                 Và khuấy vỡ đôi bờ dòng yên tĩnh
                                 ánh trăng chìm dưới mặt nước lung linh
                                 con nước bạc xoáy tan vùng trắng xóa
                                 ánh trăng ngà bàng bạc khắp thinh không

                                  Phản chiếu những vùng đất cát phù sa
                                  xóa ký ức cánh cò trên vòm lá
                                  lạnh tràn về đầu tháng 6  trong năm
                                  như cơn sốt đến bất ngờ vội vã

                                  Những thân sồi chắn ngang làm cửa đập
                                  phát tiếng lớn khi quay vòng chuyển động
                                  âm vang vọng theo từng cơn gió giật
                                  một cánh cò bay- nỗi lo nặng lòng!

                                   POEM BY TOM GOFF, TRANSLATED BY SINH LE

                                                        (p. 567- 568 CỤM HOA TÌNH YÊU/  FLOWERS OF LOVE/  FLEURS D' AMOUR)
                                   

SPLINTERS OF REMEMBRANCE/ by a student from the University of Dalat (we promise one another - poems from an asian war , washington d.c. 1971)

we promise one another/ poems from an asian war
don luce and ... selected, published
( washington d.c. 1971)

                           splinters of remembrance
                                  by a student from the univeristy of dalat

                                                       SPLINTERS OF REMEMBRANCE
                                                       ( page 72  we promise one another.)
              Someone's  hair  in the wind flutters a thousand miles --
                      No doubt it will rain this afternoon.            
                      One hundred drops of rain, one thousand drop of memory;
                      I have been sad ever since I left you.

                      Do these sad eyes of long age seem strange?
                      Do they look as at an unfamilar face ?
                      Returning home after years of aimless drifting,
                      Is there a bit of your love left for me?

                      Every drop of mist in your eyes ,
                      Every stand ofhair cool nad dark as the river,
                      Though the  years have stolen your beauty ,
                      Still your sad eyes of long ago remain.

                      I have wandered from horizon to horizon ,
                      But still after many years feel my soul not yet old.
                      Is there any of the old love
                      You still keep in your heart, or has it gone away ?

                      The hibiscus covered fence which unwillingly  bid farewell
                      I 've not forgotten in so many days of roaming,
                      Someone 's hair flutters a thousand miles ...
                      No doubt it will rain this afternoon .

                          x...

                                  (p. 71   WE PROMISE ONE ANOTHER  ...)
                      
                      
                      
                                         

in the wintry wind , a poem by huy trâm (usa) / translated from the vietnamese by thanh thanh.

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                             in the wintry wind
                                                by huy trâm

                                               
                                                             (TRANSLATED FROM THE VIETNAMESE BY THANH THANH)

                                               huy trâm  [i.e. nguyễn hồng nhuận tam 1936-  ]
                                                                                                 (photo: Internet)


                     I am writing a poem in the wintry gale
               Where to send it to?  There, can you guess?
               That rosy-checked, the purple-scarf frail?
              -No, buddy! It is about my heartlefy distress.

               Cold wind blows in that place, this evening
              -Homeland in swril -- constant in the rain
               With clayish ground old mom's feet cling;
               Palm-leaf hat and coat by the bamboo chain.

               Under the ragged thatcked roof in mire,
               Smoke from humid fireplace makes her glum,
               Back home, her man warms hands on the fire;
               His wet coat drips from the bamboo column.

               Then the lamp is lit! And the dinner served.
               Always are pickles, sauce, same and again,
               How fire this evening is felt useless, unnerved;
               Listening to the wind causes my heart to pain.

                    huy trâm
                    (usa)

                             (source: vanchuongviet.org)