170109 | Happy Fighting Each Other Day!

I can't get anything out from my brain. I'm pissed and i need a piss. I'm holding on to it. Well, i was loitering at my pals apartment and this song was playing on his stereo. I love the soul put on to the song, it just hits the whole madness.

Here goes the lyrics.

You speak of Rastafari,
but how can you justify belief in a God that's left you behind?

You've simply filled the gap between the upper and lower class and your faith merely keeps you in line.

An Gamation of Jewish scripture and Christian thought.
what will that get you? not a fuck of a lot.

Take a look at your promised land. your deed is that gun in your hand.

Mount Zion's a minefield.

The West bank.
The Gaza Strip.
Soon to be parking lots for American Tourists and Fascist cops.

Fuck Zionism.
Fuck Militarism.
Fuck Americanism.
Fuck Nationalism.
Fuck Religion.
Fuck Religion.
Fuck Religion.

Haille Does Hebron by Propaghandi

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cheers!

120109 | Gaza look who's talking;

The whole morning, i wasted my time reading 'blogs' and kept on reading till my guts were drown in to this kind of crapy feeling i get. I took a gasp looking out my window. The auntie who was browsing in the dumpster looked quite happy with the amount of aluminum cans in her sack. Still no bombing outside. I went to bomb the toilet bowl.

Rolled a fag while doing my thing on this pleasury ceramic bowl. Lighted it on and i felt a sudden disgust. I was'nt disgust with my body wastage. My mind was disgusted with all those 'pitty and hate' writting about whats goes over the Gaza strip.

Of course,as a practising human being, I agree about on how monstrous the bombing of Gaza is. I agree that the killing of thousands potrays the animalistic behaviour of the Israel soldiers. A total disgust. Inhumanity and so on, you name it. The realms of reality is sad.

BUT,

It's more disgusting to read all of these angry and soppy blog posting with the enormous amount of hate toss upon. The reason its disgusting because these pathethic bloggers who writes this kind of pitty crap are the ones who are most caught up in their own skin. These pathethic bloggers condemn the cruelness of the Israely soldiers but they themselves express enough hate and cruelty from their hearts. I found enough Israely hearted soldiers already now.

110109 | I Rat Therefore I Quit

My last visit to the post office was maybe a decade ago. I took a Rapid Transit bus instead of the usual box train to the big Kuala Lumpur Post Office which stands beside the Klang River. Why am i writting this up? Because today i made a stupid decision to get out of my four wall hive, out from my leisure solitude and i pass upon to many hateful souls. Dead souls running around this so call mother city of Malaysia. I got no dove to send this 'resign letter' of mine.

Yes, i need to resign. Resign from being miserable in taking orders and giving orders. Resign from sitting with selfless clients who needs me to create a pleasant image to hide up their pungent stench. Resign from being a major mofo with a high intense of vexation towards the 'proud of my skin' society. I surely resign now from existing in the three-storey concrete block which contains a bunch of swindling beings.

I slipped the letter in to the red box this morning. Relief. Liberated. I smile upon my next point of existing.

080109 | Against me Lady Demeter

My skin is dry. As dry as my cold feet. I'm running ill again for the 3rd time within 2 months. Mentally have i collapse. I've been inhaling to much tar and nicotine. I cant seem to breath naturally. She has discarded me from her life and i've been ignored like a stranger who just tries hard to whisper out a pleasent wish. Why? i cant scarcely come out with any assumptions as it is as dreadful to do so. I'm dry on ideas and i'm sinking in a drama. I created a scenario which i myself seems to be confused enough.

Have i hurt you enough mother of all nature? Bore me to death o wise lady demeter. Tell me the exciting stories as well as the one you had me on to.

151208| Another 10 days to Hannukah

Hannukah? I've never been exposed to this Eight-Days Festival of Light. Looking forward to i experienced it I'm still wondering on how Deepavali shares the same concept of celebrating the appreciations towards the form of light. Well, in Malaysia we only mark the 25th of December as the day Christ was born.
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i'm in a total bloody mess. I've been in solitude for almost a week. Restrained under these four walls. I'm still not inspired. Mental blocked with fluids of discrimination towards the human race. I decided to not attend my office which is just a kilometer far. I'm not prepared to face another tortured soul who craves for attention. I've gone bitter for quite sometime. I've been listening to much of space ambience these couple of days and without any substances this time i continued dreaming above. My writting is a mess.

Sandra, i think of you most of my days and i cant seem to forget and erase.

031208 | drunking lost

My feelings of love is towards this someone who is no one. Void. Silhouette.

I miss and i cant regain the substance within the void.

031208 | Laila's Lounge | Kosong EP | review

I was accompanying a colleague who was a really big fan for this ska-ragga band call 'The Aggrobeats', who were performing infront of Bukit Jalil Stadium for a KAMI concert. They were good, accept that they were the exact imatation for a American band called The Aggrolites. Ahak. Sweating teenagers were swarming the area, enjoying the big swindle by the major sponsor, Hotlink. I never like the idea of KAMI and i do find it all a bit cliche'. But as a young teenager, its good that they were in to this shit as for they had to start somewhere right. Its either in another couple of years they'll realize that the mass mainstream is just another small partial of plastic MTV crap, or they would just go and live in the fake world which limits their brain to think much more wider.
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Anyway, i was able to grab this CD. Laila's Lounge new EP called 'Kosong'. I've always mistaken this band years before with a band who had a cool red headed chick as a vocalist, Cashmere. Anyway, if i'm not mistaken i remember seeing Laila's Lounge playing in Actors Studio, Dataran Merdeka before. They were really heavy on that Joy Division and at that time i knew that this band was really going somewhere.

Firstly, I really find the CD layout attractive, the usage of colors and the balance of the layout. I did judge this CD by its cover. I did'nt have much time to put it in my cd player and go thru the songs. So i brought it to work yesterday night and played it thru out the night.

I got high on the first track, Stargazer and I immediately recall the feeling of intense, high, glowing ambience and, most important, necessity in the music. Intermittently sweet vocals, and a rhythm section trained in the Stone Roses school of inflated urgency. If i did'nt know which band was playing in this cd, i'll certainly come to a conclusion that this is a really good European band. The first song brought me along to fade in to the second track.

The second track is called, Warm Cherryhouse. The guitars, keyboards (i presume) and textures does provoke sensual understanding. It's like sitting on a fluffy furniture. It's a salve, or a light gin with two shots of lime. I can't simply argue on how well the production of this local recording. The best release i could compare this with, Butterfingers past release 'Selamat Tinggal Dunia' which was pretty great in terms of production wise, but then instantly hold back the thoughts, and you'll realize that 'Nirvana has already listen to Radiohead now'. Cheers Laila!

Although, i still do find that the malay songs did something wrong to the mood of the music. I've no idea why, maybe its the melody or the pronunciations of a sentence. The fourth and fifth track doesn’t sound all that impressive until you realize there’s over a decade’s worth of music between those points. I was actually trying to differentiate Laila with all those typical malay wannabe Indon bands. Laila sounds way much more better, and i just hope that they could figure out how to blend a malay melody into really good music.

I'm still amaze on this local release. The songwriting is great and the production is awesome.