Listening to music genre that ends in -core suffixes makes me happy. I know it makes me look like a 15 year old, but eh, I shouldn't lie to myself and pretend that I enjoy listening to indie rock. Because really, I don't. If I'm stuck with listening to two music genres for the rest of my life, I'd pick metalcore and hard bop. Parkway Drive and John Coltrane. Oh yes.

So why the sudden jump back to the hardcore boat?

Put it this way, I miss playing in a band. Screaming my heart out and swinging my guitar everywhere was my way of keeping sane, back in 2005. No matter how shit uni is, or how desperately you want to rip someone's head off, you know that by the end of the week, you're a God in that studio. Standing next to a drumset, just right across from the cymbals, you can hear every beat from the snare.. and it made me feel good about myself. I know that once I got out of that room, I can shut out the world. Two hours after you got home from a band practice, your ears are still ringing, and it feels so good..

Nightdrive, circa 2005. Yes, I know this photo looks very queer. But eh, what the hell.

Ah, those were the days. Now all I got is a guitar with a missing volume knob, a broken amp and two hands that are not used to playing heavy music anymore.

Fuck. Whatever happened to my band-ing days?