A record-lover friend, who specializes in preserving those girlishly plaintive songs from old Shanghai, loves to rib Lin for "becoming addicted," and "falling for the voice of an old granny." Lin confesses that "my ears have returned to 1930s Taiwan," as that is the only way to truly appreciate the beauty of the melodies of that time. The collector's sense
一位唱片同好、且是上海嗲柔老歌擁護者的友人，老愛笑他「中毒太深」、「愛上歐巴桑聲」，林太崴卻自認「耳朵已回到 1930 年代老台灣」，才能聽出當時歌謠的美好。