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| SHiNE NO MORE |
| 08.27.09 (3:15 am) [edit] |
Shine - Nightsound
it feel kind of cold, when darkness seem to come too fast, and all i loved had crumbled to dust
there's a tear in my eye, another comes when the first is done, would you please?
cos i am not what i thought, and i can't see where i would be, so please just take me away
cos i fear just being here, with words i've heard in my ears, just shine a light to show me the way
just leave a light on, for me, on me
I was trying to recall the inspiration behind the song, but I've actually totally lost the vibe. There were many compelling reasons to write it at that time it was made, but the interpretations thereafter could have been too many to isolate the actual event and thoughts that transpired in its writings.
For all that I can remember, this song was revived 8 years after it was first written, retaining most of the original intro, outro, and rhythms in the song. Parts of the guitars recorded back then were used for a nostalgic, retro feel, which didn't quite seem to make it. Additional guitars, bass, and drum tracks were later added, and the vocals were completely overhauled, keeping only most of the melody in-check.
As far as my memory goes, I isolated and archived the song previously due to the inappropriate lyrics to the time. They were too simplistic and completely unmotivated at an age where things were being done in a more complex fashion. Either way, Shine was re-made successfully, as with the feedback gathered up to this point.
Whatever may be the case, it is a song that exemplified my recent moods, events, and happenings. Accurately or not, its up to the individual readings into it.
I would love to post much more in this blog, but seems like tblog is completely falling out of the trend. Little has been done for the last 3 years to upgrade its systems, and is getting incompatible with the new Web2.0 platforms. No new tools, and the existing ones are waning without any improvements.
And when I lauded it previously as a "must-have", perhaps the team behind this is totally uninterested in investing for the future. Honestly, the worry of where all my previous blogs will eventually go has been bugging me.
252315 visits to this blog till date, 3 years after its inception and adding counters to all pages, some things are still erroneous, and has been a target of spams for the last year. Saddening.
So here we are cyber-folks. Congratulations. End of the road. Again.
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| SOULS |
| 08.25.09 (5:54 am) [edit] |
I would normally not speak, let alone blog, about my very most taboo dates, but we're in the Lunar Seventh Month, the Ghost Festival as its called, where the belief that during this month, the gates of Hell opens, allowing the tormented souls, or ghosts, to roam the earth freely. People would offer incense, joss paper, and other assortment of items and foods to enrich and feed them.
I've hardly spoken much about it, but as I grew older, I found myself even more fascinated by my scares than the taboo in itself. The teenage years were heavily warned about going out at night in the Seventh Month, probably to scare us into staying in. So for that duration, house chores were especially done...
Anyway, this be the month that small communities unite and pitch up road shows, Getai, to entertain those lost ones who had nowhere to go. These shows could be massive multi-tiered shows of song, dance and comic, or small shows with skits, decked out in bright lights and auctions. One heartening thing I've always noticed, was how these communities put together money, not just to put up the shows, but to buy basic groceries for distribution to the less endowed. But as I've also observed, such practises are more formalities than sincere these days.
Nonetheless, the practise goes on, with or without the knowledge of its original intent.
I would love to post some pictures on some of these I've mentioned, but perhaps some parts of me still believe in the taboo tales of capturing the wondering ones on camera.
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| HOLE |
| 08.21.09 (2:36 am) [edit] |
I was expecting the entire night for something to happen. Nothing happened. And I just sat stoned back in front of the computer in my room. Could have been good, could have been worse, but all I know is that I'm staring blank, till I decided to just blog.
Couldn't pick any music for the mood cos I can't even identify what this feeling is. Probably a first time for everything.
Met this young aspiring actor/singer trying to make a break today. He was late for his appointment, and was quite defensive on the way in. Confidence in each step, every word, and bodily action. Until I hit back.
I didn't mean to, but I was under the weather (even now) and desperately trying to get home, and I wasn't going to let any attitudes or bitchiness get me. So I barked back, and I think I kinda dented his front. LOL. Just a little k?
Anyway, when we were done with whatever we needed to get done, it started to pour. Got stuck at the studio for a good 2 hours before packing up and heading out into the wet roads. The rain had stopped, but prayers for the Hungry Ghosts were still going on.
It's a strange vibe tonight. What I had wished for all seemed too wildly ridiculous. Yeah, out with a bang!
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| ASTEROiDS |
| 08.19.09 (12:13 pm) [edit] |
Lo' and behold', I've finally been beaten by chili and pepper overdose. Throat swelled after one week of massive spicy intake, and now, MC...
I wanna sleep... but now am wide awake... tamade...
Anyway, I just realised I never did mention that my favorite hairstylist, Stella, has moved over to Hair Sense at Far East Plaza. If she's done any good, that's to always make me look a whole lot more pleasant on the crown! I'm a Stella-Fan!
Stella! You gotta open a FB account soon man!
Mug shot: bad face rescued by a good cut! Imagine me without... I'd be worse than bad right now...
And I love the coffee sign in the pantry! HOHO!
Good grief... lemme sleep!!!
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| DREAMERS |
| 08.17.09 (4:17 am) [edit] |
I like humble dreamers, those that are way out of this world and hardly feasible in reality.
(at this point, I totally forgot I was blogging, went about other things for a good 2 hours... but I'm back! LOL)
I'm still trying to refocus my thoughts proper, having been off-synced for a few good months now. Evidently showing signs of unmotivations in just about every aspects of my daily routines. The worst part is, as much as I would love to bounce right back, things just doon't work out this way.
Been also adding more people in my life, for I've come to realised how limited I've become in keeping reach of the wider circle. As I explained to someone earlier, I've been in hiding for far too long, so much so that I've excluded myself to many things that would have been truly wonderful, and perhaps significant for myself.
But of course, without this route, I would've missed what came along so far.
Glad in some ways that I could be missing someone, and getting back to them in time. Okay, it's happening again. No idea what that was about. Ha. Goodnight cyberspacemen.
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| LiNE |
| 08.09.09 (4:58 am) [edit] |
Caught a glimpse of the setting sun in the city yesterday, and what a sight to behold. A jet trail left behind glows a burning red when I took the picture... awesome...
Anyway, finally crawled back to my little place of serenity, unfazed by the heat and humidity. Took a cheeky shot, thought I'd share!
A fire raged on Thursday in one of the apartments in my block - an apparent murder of a father by the son. Details were slowly surfacing in the news, but honestly, I think it would have been better to keep it to the family. It's gotten to become quite a stir in the neighborhood, where everyone's just talking about it blatantly. Then again, in this quiet little neighborhood, such an incident is indeed startling.
Let's hope the family find its way.
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| TAKE |
| 08.03.09 (3:26 am) [edit] |
I was bombarded unintentionally by a barrage of powerful images and story-lines lately, reducing me to a somewhat insignificant individual mindlessly going through routines. On one hand, I want to climb all the way to the top, and on the other to completely disappear, even for a while.
I guess I've been off the beaten path for too long. Somewhere it feels like the cause is lost, and that the broader picture has been smeared into a blur of meaningless.
There's been this heavy air that's descended for the last couple weeks, and I'm beginning to really feel its impact. Can't really put a finger on what it might actually be, but it just feels like time flowed superfluously through the sun roof right into the greenhouse filled with dirt and no plants. Much as I would love to bask, the tan simply isn't working.
Honestly can't describe this feeling of floating.
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