THE NEW HONG KONG MIX. FOLLOW THE RECIPE AND STIR, HKJC…

By Hans Ebert
@HansEbertMusic
Visit: www.hans-ebert.com

It’s tough explaining horse racing to non-believers. Or to sceptics. You know, those who have already labelled horse racing as “cruel” and make you riddled with guilt for enjoying the pastime. How horse racing is a guilty pleasure. Something that cannot be enjoyed without there being strings attached. Something to keep under wraps. That doesn’t always work out. One gets found out.

Guess it’s like music. Those who refuse to admit that they’re swimming against the tide and not embracing the singers, bands and songs that one is supposed to just to be accepted. It’s like movies, too. Did I enjoy “Bohemian Rhapsody” and remake of the remake of “A Star Is Born”? No. And cannot stomach the song “Shallow” just as much as never having been a Dead Head nor part of the Woodstock Generation. It’s called individuality. Freedom of choice. Don’t follow leaders and watch your parking meters.

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