By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

The first memories of my mother was Podhi. Podhi was the servant “designated” to me. She fed me, bathed me, took me to kindergarten, sheltered me from bullies, cleaned my backside, and being an only child, she was my one play friend.

She played marbles with me, put up with my temper tantrums, and looked after our stray cats and dogs. She was more than a mother and it was extremely emotional seeing her when visiting for the first time what had become Sri Lanka in over twenty years, locating her. and her touching my face, looking me in the eye, and remembering her “baby”.

Her much younger and buxom niece Alice cooked for the family and apart from the  visits to the house by my father’s younger brother Uncle George whom I adored as he was tough- played professional rugby and cricket, lifted weights and could handle himself in a fight- and listening to my godfather play piano in a way that made Liberace seem manly- this was pretty much the framework of growing up as the only child- a Dutch Burgher which meant a mixture of Dutch, Portuguese ancestry intermingled with something rarely mentioned- marriages with the local inhabitants- in what was then called Ceylon.

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By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

It’s not death we should fear, it’s wasting the time we have in this particular world. And when one sees the amount of pontificating and self promotion that goes on in one of the most anti social and time wasting mediums to be embraced by so many called “social media”, apart from shaking my head in disbelief at how real life priorities have taken a backseat to a mixed bowl of nuts made outta hot air, it makes me realise where music has gone wrong. Social media amplifies the total absence of what could be called “real music” because of the avalanche of clutter.

Fortunately, many of us travel through YouTube and Facebook hoping to re-discover what has come before when it comes to music- and it’s a minor miracle that so much of it can actually be found. Perhaps some of us were too young to know those early recordings by the Jazz greats, most of which are available now- and not just the sound recordings, but the original videos.

Perhaps many of us are going through some form of fatigue at those making mediocre music and screaming, “Look at me! Look at me! I am a musician.” They seldom are because they’re clueless about what’s come before and have no point of reference as to what it takes to be original. And here, we’re talking about the time when members of every great rock band first heard the blues of Robert Johnson, Howling Wolf, Muddy Waters etc, got inspired and made it their own. They might have initially copied those who inspired them, but, in time, evolved and created their own sound from those early recordings without making these sound like Spinal Tap. Sometimes listening to various jam sessions, there’s the feeling that Spinal Tap is making a huge comeback.

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By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

I was speaking to my ex wife last week- yes, it seems a contradiction in terms- about life and how I have outgrown Hong Kong, the people and the kinda stunted lifestyle now led compared to the Wolf Of Wall Street days when living at 1616, four numbers that stood for anything goes and where everything did. Did we care? We were letting the good times rock and roll and doing cartwheels across the floor.

Today, well today, there’s so much out there one needs a filter to remove the crud and clutter. If not, it’s back to taking in strays. Those days are gone forever. So is taking in every event as a predictable show of support when you know what’s going through your head: What am I doing here? Why is what’s going on more Spinal Tap than Spinal Tap, but without the self deprecating sense of humour.

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By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

Around 10-15 years ago when still in the music industry and having recently split from my long suffering wife, our real offices were The Tiffin Lounge and the Champagne Bar at the Grand Hyatt. Living right next door to the hotel meant convenience if needing some different type of stress release during those Wolf Of Wall Street days when nothing was impossible and The Longest Cocktail Party was meant to continue forever.

These were the Days Of The Long Lunch and where I had “graduated” from the English pub scene of the Dicken’s Bar from my days in advertising to the five star lifestyle of being a senior music executive. And being part of this supposedly brave new world, we became legends in our own lunchtime.

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LET’S JUST REBOOT THIS LIFE, SHALL WE…

Posted: October 9, 2017 by We-Enhance in LIFE, Love
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By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

It wears you down. Yes, it eventually wears you down because how much is enough? And when you do let it all go, there’s nothing left. U2 is still singing, I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For when actually you know you what you had, but you let it go for damaged goods and gypsies, tramps and thieves. Live and learn and move on…

Birthdays are always a time for internalising and hoping that tomorrow brings about some clarity and removes the clutter. And so, this birthday, I shut myself off this “regular” world, switched to my telephone without all the apps and decided to get away from everything and everyone that’s crept up and become part of what passes off as life in Hong Kong- and elsewhere. It was The Big Kiss Off to all this “sharing” where very very few actually give. Don’t they realise how obvious this is? How small it makes them look?

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By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

It was raining. And these days one has to almost force one’s self to get out as there’s really nothing much happening in Hong Kong that’s worth making the effort to see or looking for new people to meet. It seems like it’s all been said and done and heard before and the only sensible thing to do is to get away from it all and find a new perspective in life. So, with my friend having made a spicy tofu salad with Chinese spinach, we decided to stay home and watch The Voice, something I hadn’t done in over a year.

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A contemporary fairy tale based on the songs of Hans Ebert and Trevor Carter.

He woke up one day and it was like someone had switched the lights off in his head. He knew he was here, but it was hard getting there and beyond. For some reason, all motivation was gone. Inspiration had decided to pack its bags and leave. And with no inspiration, he knew there’s nothing except as Dylan sang, being stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues again.

Whereas a few years ago, waking up was a joy and with so much to keep him active and happy and with Julie Andrews coming into view bursting with cinematic joie de vivre and singing how the hills were alive with music, these days, he would wake up to silence- a television set flickering silently and him staring at the ceiling and wondering, What’s it all about, Alfie though his name wasn’t Alfie.

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By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

There were the Beatles and there were the Stones and then there was George Harrison and there was Brian Jones.

If being completely honest with myself, it was seeing George in “A Day’s Night”, especially in that opening scene when they’re running away from the fans and trips, and then playing his solo on “I Should Have Known Better” that made me a Beatlemaniac.

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WOMAN

Posted: September 11, 2017 by We-Enhance in Love, Love and Music, Music
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By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

If you can’t be with the one you love, then love the one you’re with. Stephen Stills wrote that when apparently after breaking up with (singer-songwriter) Judy Collins.

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By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

The conversation was about how during, especially the Fifties, so many American actresses somehow adopted very British accents- almost posh. Grace Kelly and Audrey Hepburn come to mind. I guess it gave them a “class distinction”. But then again, both actresses radiated class.

Grace Kelly and Audrey Hepburn were different to the all-American goodness of Debbie Reynolds, Doris Day and the more pronounced sexuality of Rita Hayworth, Lana Turner, Marilyn Monroe, Kim Novak and the smoke rings blown out of the mouth of Lauren Bacall. Katherine Hepburn, Bette Davis and Joan Crawford? Well, they were just tough broads, weren’t they?

Though a number of beauties have come and gone, the beauty and elegance of Grace Kelly and Audrey Hepburn have never dimmed. Perhaps it has to do something in the water along with many of us looking to be with women, or better yet, that one woman with that certain beauty found inside and out.

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