Vienna Teng-Homecoming (Walter's Song)
80年中期以来大部分流行音乐的所谓的风格分类都跟吉他扯上了关系，上帝大约给每个玩音乐的孩子人手发了一把吉他，幸好还有人没有领到。在耳朵长上了吉他各种音色的老茧之后，钢琴声的穿透力听起来就是如此亲和而迷人，比如Ben Folds Five的钢琴摇滚演唱会，比如红发精灵Tori Amos在黑白键上的舞蹈，比如久石让的那首钢琴小品Going Out，比如今天我们听到的这个叫Vienna Teng的安静女子的chamber之声。
中文名字叫史逸欣的华裔女孩vienna teng是一位来自旧金山、受过古典钢琴训练且备受欢迎的唱作人,黑色短发，恬淡秀美的一张脸，钢琴声里细语倾诉,vienna的忧伤与思考，vienna的快乐与通达。
第一张唱片《Waking Hour》受到了业界的广泛肯定，04年2月Vienna Teng推出了自己的第二张唱片《Warm Strangers》，这张专辑上市第二周就登上amazon网站流行唱片销售排行榜的第二名。她被邀请到CBS的早间新闻节目弹唱，从现场看起来她显然还不是那种很有舞台经验的歌手，显得拘谨小心，远不如唱片中那样收放自如，这个内省的女子显然在面对音乐的时候更有把握，而不是观众。
Homecoming (Walter's Song)里的忧伤……还有那些所有值得纪念的情感，都在歌声里细细碎碎的浸透过来，让人无法自制地掉进很遥远的人和事里边，安谧而沉静。她也有着该有的客观思考，有着所有同龄人内心的窘困，甚至借车祸来表达，她的声音里也有孤独有迷惑，精神的独立是一种距离，长大的人才学会孤独。
Homecoming (Walter's Song)，一首让我越听越感觉温暖的歌曲，倾听吧，也许愉悦的不仅仅是耳朵，而我们该将这样的音乐放在哪里呢？如一杯茶，在掌心，在喉间，在心里。
it's desert ice outside but this diner has thawed my ears
hot coffee in a clean white mug and a smile when the waitress hears
that I was born in North Carolina
not an hour from her home town
and we used to play the same pizza parlor pinball
and there's a glance in time suspended as I wonder how it is
we've been swept up just by circumstance to where the coyote lives
where my days are strips of highway
and she's wiping tables down
holding on and still waiting for that windfall
but I've come home
even though I've never had so far to go
I've come home
I pay the check and leave the change from a crumpled ten-dollar bill
head across the street where VACANCY is burning in neon still
well the night eats up my body heat
and there's no sign of another
and I find myself slipping down into that black
but things are good I've got a lot of followers of my faith
I've got a whole congregation living in my head these days
and I'm preaching from the pulpit
to cries of “Amen brother”
closing my eyes to feel the warmth come back
and I've come home
even though I swear I've never been so alone
I've come home
I just want to be living as I'm dying
just like everybody here
just want to know my little flicker of time is worthwhile
and I don't know where I'm driving to
but I know I'm getting old
and there's a blessing in every moment every mile
thin white terry bars of soap and a couple little plastic cups
old Gideons Bible in the nightstand drawer saying “Go on open up”
well I'll kneel down on the carpet here
though I never was sure of God
think tonight I'll give Him the benefit of the doubt
I switch off the lights and imagine that waitress outlined in the bed
her hair falling all around me
I smile and shake my head
well we all write our own endings
and we all have our own scars
but tonight I think I see what it's all about
because I've come home
I've come home