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Two girls standing beside each other in the crowd scream as powerfully as their lungs will allow. Their eyes are scrunched closed, and their hands cling to placards blaring the names of their latest heavily promoted pop idols, the Sunboy’z. Every few seconds, the teenagers break from their deafening verbal assaults to catch shuddering, euphoric breaths, before again launching into laryngitis territory: “Sunboy’z! Sunboy’zzz!” Meanwhile, the three boy’z – they of the inexplicable apostrophe – gyrate awkwardly on a cramped stage in front of the newly-opened HMV store in Causeway Bay, their hair perfectly sculpted, their fashion appropriately chic, and their singing almost in tune.
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In 1997, Priya Shome was on a high. Having performed at India’s prestigious Khajuraho festival, she was top of her game. “I was up here,” she says smiling, a hand at her brows. But arriving in Hong Kong in the same year the future felt uncertain. Swiftly, she lowers the hand to her ankles. “I was here,” she whispers. |
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It started a year ago with an email from a 16-year-old Hong Kong boy to Anton Newcombe, the mildly psychotic frontman of notorious psychedelic rock band the Brian Jonestown Massacre. The boy, in Boston at the time for summer studies at Harvard University, was starting a record label in Hong Kong. He wondered if Newcombe was interested in distributing his albums in the SAR through the new label. hen one speaks, it’s the whole band speaking.
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All the tea in China...
and everywhere else.
Spangly coffee chains may be stealing the limelight, but research shows that in Hong Kong, tea drinking is still number one. Black, green, red or even bubbly – the choices are endless, the pot is always hot. We take a look at what is brewing on the streets of the SAR.
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