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Number11 wrote:Her California "up-speak" (everything statement sounds like a question) is unbearable after a while.
Or, there was only one mic available.Mulboyne wrote:One reason for the written questions might be that Albert's actual questions were longer and more discursive so this format allows him to edit the interview to a manageable length for a YouTube clip.
Samurai_Jerk wrote:Yeah, I guess growing up in NYC had no effect on the way she speaks. She probably mostly hung out with other Asians since that does seems to be an Asian thing as much as it is a California thing.
AssKissinger wrote:She's hot. I think she should join forces with t.A.T.u
IkemenTommy wrote:I noticed that as well. She always likes to stress (or brag) about being born and raised in NY but she sounds more like from California i.e. LA in particular. Either way, she discusses in the video that she considers herself as "being neither an American nor a Japanese" and that she has her own identity that way. In other words, she does not necessarily have to fit into some kind of cookie cutter identity or stereotype.
FG Lurker wrote: I wonder what his holiness KJ will have to say about it.
kusai Jijii wrote:Jack, your posts never cease to amaze me...
...The general makeup of the crowd was predictable, including nerds, anime lovers, gays and nerdy, anime-loving gays. Far and away, though, the makeup of the audience was largely Japanese. That fact would be later confirmed when Utada prompted the crowd three songs in with Nihongo no uta? (basically, "How about a Japanese song?"), which was met with a deafening cry of approval...The Japanese songs carried a large degree of nostalgia for me-and evidently the crowd, as well-as I watched dozens of people shriek with delight each time the opening notes of some of her bestselling classics began to play, including "First Love," the title track off of her first Japanese album. As soon as the first chords began to pluck at the piano, the entire audience all but lost their minds, including both myself and the small Japanese girl next to me, who began spasming, seizing and flailing against the banister in what I could only describe as a sort of J-Pop-induced exorcism. Between Utada's tender crooning and the crowd's loud singing, I'll admit that by the end I was a little teary-eyed from watching it all happen in front of me...more...
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