<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:48:43.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Music Box</title><subtitle type='html'>A list of recommendation of music I like with brief comments
Also visit my other blog: http://etudesoflife.blogspot.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886.post-84567244</id><published>2002-11-14T23:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T23:42:50.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Three Coins in the Fountain"&lt;br /&gt;~performed by Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Writer(s): Styne/Chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three coins in a fountain&lt;br /&gt;Each one seeking happiness&lt;br /&gt;Thrown by three hopeful lovers&lt;br /&gt;Which one will the fountain bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three hearts it a fountain&lt;br /&gt;Each heart longing for its home&lt;br /&gt;There they lie in the fountain&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the heart of Rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one will the fountain bless&lt;br /&gt;Which one will the fountain bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three coins in a fountain&lt;br /&gt;Through the ripples how they shine&lt;br /&gt;Just one wish will be granted&lt;br /&gt;One heart will wear a Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it mine, make it mine, make it mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791886-84567244?l=mymusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/84567244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/84567244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84567244' title=''/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886.post-84567236</id><published>2002-11-14T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T23:42:35.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Killing Me Softly with his Song&lt;br /&gt;~the Rebecca Fleck version, not the Fugees one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard he sang a good song&lt;br /&gt;I heard he had a style&lt;br /&gt;And so I came to see him&lt;br /&gt;To listen for a while&lt;br /&gt;And there he was this young boy&lt;br /&gt;A stranger to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers&lt;br /&gt;Singing my life with his words&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;Telling my whole life with his words&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt all flushed with fever&lt;br /&gt;Embarassed by the crowd&lt;br /&gt;I felt he found my letters&lt;br /&gt;And read each one out loud&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that he would finish&lt;br /&gt;But he just kept right on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers&lt;br /&gt;Singing my life with his words&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;Telling my whole life with his words&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sang as if he knew me&lt;br /&gt;In all my dark despair&lt;br /&gt;And then he looked right through me&lt;br /&gt;As if I wasnt there&lt;br /&gt;But he was there this stranger&lt;br /&gt;Singing clear and strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers&lt;br /&gt;Singing my life with his words&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;Telling my whole life with his words&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791886-84567236?l=mymusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/84567236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/84567236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84567236' title=''/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886.post-84567218</id><published>2002-11-14T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T23:41:55.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'LL GO WITH YOU (Time to say Goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;~performed by Sarah Brightman and Andrea Bocelli &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;I dream on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;and words fail;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I know there is no light&lt;br /&gt;in a room where the sun is absent,&lt;br /&gt;if you are not with me.&lt;br /&gt;At the windows&lt;br /&gt;show everyone my heart&lt;br /&gt;which you set alight;&lt;br /&gt;enclose within me&lt;br /&gt;the light you&lt;br /&gt;encountered on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you,&lt;br /&gt;to countries I never&lt;br /&gt;saw and shared with you&lt;br /&gt;now, yes, I shall experience them.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you&lt;br /&gt;on ships across seas&lt;br /&gt;which, I know&lt;br /&gt;no, no ,exist no longer;&lt;br /&gt;with you I shall experience them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are far away&lt;br /&gt;I dream on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;and words fail,&lt;br /&gt;and, yes, I know&lt;br /&gt;that you are with me;&lt;br /&gt;you, my moon, are here with me,&lt;br /&gt;my sun, you are here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you&lt;br /&gt;to countries I never&lt;br /&gt;saw and shared with you,&lt;br /&gt;now, yes, I shall experience them.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you&lt;br /&gt;on ships across seas&lt;br /&gt;which, I know,&lt;br /&gt;no, no, exist no longer;&lt;br /&gt;with you I shall experience them again.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you&lt;br /&gt;on ships across the seas&lt;br /&gt;which, I know,&lt;br /&gt;no, no, exist no longer;&lt;br /&gt;with you I shall experience them again.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you,&lt;br /&gt;I with you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791886-84567218?l=mymusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/84567218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/84567218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84567218' title=''/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886.post-83335552</id><published>2002-10-21T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T21:29:37.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Hot Canary, Jazz Violin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791886-83335552?l=mymusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/83335552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/83335552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83335552' title=''/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886.post-83102558</id><published>2002-10-16T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-16T22:02:44.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Broadways selections:&lt;br /&gt;Aida -- I know the Truth&lt;br /&gt;Rent -- One Song Glory&lt;br /&gt;           Without You&lt;br /&gt;           Seasons of Love&lt;br /&gt;           I should Tell You&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, I love Rent.... !!!)&lt;br /&gt;les Miserable -- On my Own (the one that performed by Lea Salonga--MUCH better than other versions out there)&lt;br /&gt;          Castle in the Cloud&lt;br /&gt;Miss Saigon -- I still Believe&lt;br /&gt;                    The Movie in my Mind&lt;br /&gt;A Chorus Line -- What I Did for Love (great song, except I can't find any version I really like)&lt;br /&gt;                       One (the theme song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A chorus Line is one of the best musicals I have ever seen. The songs may not be the best, but it discusses social issues while keep the drama rolling. Much deeper than most of the other ones with only entertainment value. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791886-83102558?l=mymusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/83102558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/83102558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83102558' title=''/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886.post-82931257</id><published>2002-10-13T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-13T13:09:15.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jay Chou.... Silence &amp; Can't speak &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791886-82931257?l=mymusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/82931257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/82931257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82931257' title=''/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886.post-82914456</id><published>2002-10-13T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-13T01:10:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sun Yan-zi -- Olive Tree (Gan Lan Shu)&lt;br /&gt;Sun Yan-zi is a uprising pop singer in Taiwan. This song is a reinterpretation of an oldie written in the 80s by a native-Taiwanese composer with a poem by one of my favorite authors. Here is an English translation written by me. I took some liberty in translating... The Chinese lyric is so much better, but I can't post Chinese online for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olive Tree &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics by Echo  Compose by Lee Tai-shang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me where I am from&lt;br /&gt;my land is far away from here&lt;br /&gt;why I stray... across the distance... I stray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the flying birds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;for the singing crooks in the mountains&lt;br /&gt;for the great prairie across the horizon&lt;br /&gt;I stray.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the olive tree in my dream... the olive tree&lt;br /&gt; don't ask me where I am from&lt;br /&gt;my land is far from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I stray.... why.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791886-82914456?l=mymusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/82914456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/82914456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82914456' title=''/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886.post-82824369</id><published>2002-10-10T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-10T20:41:42.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tori Amos -- Butterfly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~* Butterfly *~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stinky soul get a little lost in my own&lt;br /&gt;Hey General, need a little love in that hole of yours&lt;br /&gt;So one ways now and Saturdays now and our kittens&lt;br /&gt;all wrapped in cement&lt;br /&gt;From cradle to gumdrops got me running girl as fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;And is it right,&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly,&lt;br /&gt;they like you better framed and dried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, dear, if I can kill one man why not two?&lt;br /&gt;Well, nurses smile when you've got iron veins you can't stain&lt;br /&gt;their pretty shoes.&lt;br /&gt;And pompoms and cherry blondes&lt;br /&gt;And the kittens still wrapped in cement&lt;br /&gt;From God's saviours to gumdrops&lt;br /&gt;got me running girl as fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;And is it right,&lt;br /&gt;Butterly,&lt;br /&gt;they like you better framed and dried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a pretty pretty garden; pretty garden, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791886-82824369?l=mymusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/82824369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/82824369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82824369' title=''/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886.post-81860775</id><published>2002-09-20T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-13T01:26:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jessica Simpson -- Did You ever Love Somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love somebody so much that the earth moved? &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love somebody even though it hurt to? &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love somebody nothing else your heart could do? &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love somebody who never knew? &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever lay your head down on a shoulder of a good friend, and then had to look away some how? &lt;br /&gt;Had to hide the way you felt for them. Have you ever prayed the day would come, you'd hear them say they feel it too? &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love someone, who never knew? &lt;br /&gt;I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you did. Well you know i'd understand. &lt;br /&gt;I could, I would. &lt;br /&gt;More than anybody can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love somebody, so much the earth moved? Did you ever love somebody, even though it hurt to? &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love somebody, nothing else your heart could do? &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love somebody, like i love you? &lt;br /&gt;Like i love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791886-81860775?l=mymusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/81860775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/81860775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81860775' title=''/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791886.post-81763590</id><published>2002-09-18T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-19T23:34:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;La Vie en Rose&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A French classic, with gorgeous lyrics =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recommended artists for this song -- Louis Armstrong, Patricia Kaas, the instrumental from Sabrina, the movie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;La Vie en Rose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at Life Through Rose-Colored Glasses&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close and hold me fast&lt;br /&gt;The magic spell you cast&lt;br /&gt;This is la vie en rose&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss me, Heaven sighs&lt;br /&gt;And though I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see la vie en rose&lt;br /&gt;When you press me to your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a world apart&lt;br /&gt;A world where roses bloom&lt;br /&gt;And when you speak &lt;br /&gt;Angels sing from above&lt;br /&gt;Every day words &lt;br /&gt;Seem to turn into love songs&lt;br /&gt;Give your heart and soul to me&lt;br /&gt;And life will always be &lt;br /&gt;La vie en rose &lt;br /&gt;I thought that love was just a word&lt;br /&gt;They sang about in songs I heard&lt;br /&gt;It took your kisses to reveal &lt;br /&gt;That I was wrong, and love is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close and hold me fast&lt;br /&gt;The magic spell you cast&lt;br /&gt;This is la vie en rose&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss me, Heaven sighs&lt;br /&gt;And though I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see la vie en rose&lt;br /&gt;When you press me to your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a world apart&lt;br /&gt;A world where roses bloom&lt;br /&gt;And when you speak&lt;br /&gt;Angels sing from above&lt;br /&gt;Every day words&lt;br /&gt;Seem to turn into love songs&lt;br /&gt;Give your heart and soul to me&lt;br /&gt;And life will always be&lt;br /&gt;La vie en rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791886-81763590?l=mymusicbox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/81763590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791886/posts/default/81763590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusicbox.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81763590' title=''/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11926801681201255217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
