Ka Kui Wong's personal data

Band duties: head, lead singer, guitarist, composer, lyricist and arranger.

Date of birth:1June 962 10

Place of birth: Hong Kong

English name: KOMA

Native place: Taishan, Guangdong

Height: 5 feet 7 inches

Weight: 135 lb (61.2kg)

Constellation: Gemini (an easy-going, kind-hearted, idealistic and outstanding leader with leadership ideas)

Blood type: type A.

Education: Secondary Five

Family members: parents, one brother, two sisters and one brother.

Personal wish: my dream can come true and succeed, BEYOND can realize the wish of world concert tour.

Favorite singers: David Gilmour Vinnie Moore, Chick Corea, David Bowie.

Hobbies: ball games, reading, fishing and swimming.

Favorite book: mystery novel

Favorite colors: black, white, gray and red.

Favorite movies: jokes, horror movies, suspense movies.

Favorite animal: dog

Favorite season: autumn

Appreciate yourself most: eyes

The biggest fear: no money.

The most satisfying thing: having your own band

Age of first kiss: 16 years old

Ideal object: no.

Self-evaluation: 85 points

When I was in kindergarten, because I was fearless, I often joined a group, formed a party and jumped stairs with children. At first, I jumped down two stairs, then four, five, six, seven ... stairs, which was very exciting. Once I was hit by a small stone and my forehead collapsed. I went to the hospital and had a lot of stitches.

In the days when I lived in Su Wu Village, every time after school, I would leave my schoolbag and run up the mountain to play. At that time, there were many forms of entertainment, such as flying kites, catching Cao Meng, teasing monkeys for fun, and even dressing up as soldiers to catch thieves, jumping off planes and eating tofu, which were new every day. However, I love to pick the fruit on the mountain, no matter what it is, I just don't know if it will be poisonous.

Although there was a strong heroism in the movie, it did not provoke right and wrong, and bullied the good and feared the evil everywhere. I remember once, I had an argument with a male classmate who played table tennis. The girls nearby kept encouraging us to fight. The other side really took the initiative and started fighting soon, but I think it is meaningless to fight for the girl and be a hero. So, why go all out? I don't care about people.

Playing music must have a "root". When I was twelve years old, I was inspired by the words of a close friend. ......

I remember that my fascination with music didn't start suddenly. When I was twelve or thirteen, one day, a childhood friend suddenly asked me a question that caught me off guard: "What do you like?" At that time, I replied to him without thinking: "All kinds of sports." He asked again, "What about listening to music?" I scratched my head and replied, "Song? I don't seem to feel anything. " Really, I was cold to songs before.

This close friend plays a band with his friends. He is crazy about music. Besides, at that time, my sister often attended parties, and in an instant, people around me gradually infected me, and I became imperceptible.

So, I began to pay attention to the music trend.

The first time I saw my favorite idol singer was on a TV program. He wears unique clothes and sings psychedelic music from the 1970s. Suddenly, he was attracted by his own charm. This is David Bowie.

David Bowie's "1984" and "diamond dog" are impressive. I thought: he must not be from this earth. Since then, I have followed him strongly and searched for his records and posters. Every time I find a poster of Zhang Zhengui, I am as excited as a treasure.

There is no doubt that David Bowie's magnetic voice did have thousands of fans that year. I admit that I am definitely a follower. I was in the heyday of disco music at that time. I often stand near the speaker of the TV with a small cassette, record my idol's new songs or concerts, and even spend money to buy a magazine with his cover to familiarize myself with the musicians/musicians he cooperates with. As far as I am concerned, his background is more familiar than the content in the textbook.

Daivd Bowie's avant-garde swing influenced my future musical intention.

At the age of seventeen, because of a temporary pique, he took the knot and practiced hard, and taught himself to this day. ......

Why do I play music?

Dating back to seventeen, when folk songs were popular, my classmates at school often played guitar to chase girls. I feel bored and meaningless, because I don't like folk songs and don't know anything about the country, jazz, r&; B Wait, I was confused for a while.

Until one day, the neighbor moved and left him with a dusty wooden knot. I picked it up and went home. My best friend told me to wash it. Finally, I washed his face with ten bottles of water. Who knows, the "power rack" on his face was ruined by water, just like being disfigured, so I had to try my best to erase it and give it to him with joy.

Anyway, my best friend refused to receive the goods because she was unrecognizable. I really don't want to give up, but I decided to try to play with him. Frankly speaking, I prefer playing saxophone to playing saxophone, but it is not easy to have a saxophone, so I decided to teach myself.

His goal is to entertain himself, not to reach that level.

However. I joined an amateur band when I first became a brother, and Chai Wa was in charge of the position of rhythm guitar. As for music, I still only know the difference between "good" and "bad", and I know nothing else.

Maybe I'm too proud. Once, the leader, lead guitar, scolded me and said that my skills were too poor to be a big deal. After returning home, the good atmosphere and competitive psychology forced me to work hard, but Cong didn't practice so hard. I made a promise to myself that my first goal in the future is to play better than him!

I can't remember when I once picked up a pen and wrote a letter all night, thinking that I might be disturbed by my father tomorrow, and I didn't have the mental work. During the summer vacation, I think most of my classmates have done summer jobs to make money, so I am no exception. Even if I don't want to, I will work in my father's factory. I forgot how much money I earned. It should be unreasonable, but it doesn't matter because of him.

I wrote four or five pieces of paper before I finished it. Then I read it carefully several times. Sure enough, I said to myself, Ka Kui Wong, what are you doing? What's the special relationship with you? She is also the girlfriend of her friend. I told her so many people she didn't understand, and the recent living conditions made it difficult for her to understand. I say this because she has been away from Hong Kong for several years, and many reasons come to mind. They are the only people I can talk to, but the letter was written, but I didn't send it. I feel depressed because I don't need it. I made a statement of forgiveness in my letter. How comfortable. After that, I began to understand part of the function of keeping a diary. I think my thinking has improved. I've always wanted to go around and find or know some people, tell them what I really want to say and make real friends with them. I think this is what people call bosom friends, bosom friends.

We often say, how to live happily enough? Many of us are helping each other and looking at each other before we know where to play. What a happy day, slowly, one day, we look at each other, but suddenly we can't understand what they mean and what they want. It seems that the subconscious is still a little tired and evasive, but I don't understand. In fact, I think it's boring and really tired, and such a bosom friend is it. ......

How easy it is to get off and get on.

"Up to now, I dare not categorically say who is my favorite person. For a while, getting along with a girl, responsibility is often more important than feelings, so I am still looking for her ... Maybe she wants to be found by me, but she can't love her as much as I do, so I would rather "she" never appear. "

Ka kui's first favorite girl was met at the age of nine.

Just a white puppy love.

The little girl is a Shanghai girl, and her appearance is not sweet. She is tall and has short and thick hair, which gives people a natural and fresh feeling. At that time, the little girl was next door to Jiaju, because the woman's family was very disciplined. Ka kui squats in front of the door every day to chat with her. Nevertheless, he is satisfied.

In order to express her inner love, Jiakui gave her the model car she made. Moreover, she carefully cut some handicrafts and exchanged them with each other.

They haven't started dating yet, so don't talk about further contact.

If there is no smoke without fire, or they will become childhood friends.

One day, however, Ka Kui couldn't help her curiosity and asked another familiar girl about her affection for him.

The girl's reply is: "She said she doesn't like you, and she really likes the boy across the wall."

Jia Kui is like a bolt from the blue. Who knows heartache?

When he was young, he had a little inferiority complex. The boy in the partition is out of place with him. He lost the war, and he is willing to retire in a daze.

After receiving a letter from his close friend, his original innocence suddenly stopped.

The little girl gradually became cold and indifferent to him.

Even, she will move her family to other places.

Ka kui didn't cry. He still misses the days of playing in the cold alley (corridor) ... sweet but short.

A few years later, the family driver occasionally found out the truth! It turned out that she was so affectionate to her best friend, because she secretly loved him and told a big lie. In fact, the little girl likes Ka Kui very much, but she just trusted the matchmaker by mistake. A little jealousy distorted her words, and "like" became "dislike".

Ka kui feels resentful, but resentful? Will history repeat itself?

He believes in fate.

This 100% pure love will stay in the corner of memory forever and will not be contaminated by the secular.

Suppose, one day, you ask Ka Kui, have you found someone you like now? He may not be able to answer; If you ask him again, who was the first girl you fell in love with? He must answer that at the age of nine, a white man fell in love with his neighbor.