Sunday, 29 August 2010
Saturday, 28 August 2010
I can't help but wonder why..
.. lalalalala is illegal.
I loved how I was walking down between Collins and Bourke St and it felt like I've walked three blocks already, and how the city felt so.. different. Twelve hours later, it started to fade out. And out. It is awesome but it is something I shouldn't do everyday, just like drinking. And apparently I needed my speakers to be extra loud when I was still 'up', and so I pulled my speakers really really close to where I sit.. imagine my surprise when I come home to discover how fucking loud it is. But jesus fucking christ, last night was pretty sweet. So I went to my friend's place in Chapel Street, then we went to Carlton Bar. It's this bar somewhere in the city, I wish I remember where we walked last night, because I couldn't remember anything from the station up until we reached the bar. Then we went to this other dude's place in Flinders Street. His apartment is a two storey apartment with an effin mezzanine. It was the coolest thing ever. Then we had some more lalalala. Until about 3 in the morning, then we went to China Bar, we were the only ones there because they were doing last call (Oi China Bar, don't be a pussy, how can you compete if you don't open until 5 in the morning..). Anyway that was pretty sweet. I was walking home with Nathalie, and it felt so fucking surreal. Not because I was walking home with possibly the prettiest girl I've met in ages (if you're reading this, then kudos, and sorry if this is super creepy, but you looked fucking amazing last night). I mean, I've walked home at 4 in the morning before, but the city never looked so fucking beautiful. And now I'm feeling normal again. Boo. Ah well, now I know if I do lalalala that much, it does not fade out within an hour, nor two hours, but for a whole effin day. It's like being tipsy, but without alcohol, i.e. this is pretty sweet. On my way back today I've never looked at the city and felt so different about it. It's like I'm falling in love with Melbourne for the second time. Fuckyea.
Friday, 27 August 2010
There is nowhere else to go but up.
Sometimes, in life, people fuck up. I fucked up. I don't know what rock bottom feels like, but this sure feels like hell. There is nowhere else to go but up. Give it time.
Time has been given, and time says "fuck off, I can't help you this time, buddy."
Nature can't speak for each and everyone of us.
This is the day that I realised I haven't grown that much in the past five, five-ish, years. I am still the same egoistical, angsty, ungrateful bastard that I was back then. But I'm still here, and I feel great. It's not that I don't feel I should change. I do need to change. This .. maybe these are just words, but I am sure of it. I will. And I am. But I'm moving forward at my own pace. I am evolving, and evolving hard. I'm like a fish thrown out of the water and forced to grow legs by nature. But let me tell you something, nature can't speak for each and everyone of us.
I have not slept in 18 hours. I probably wouldn't sleep until later in the late afternoon. I will probably clock in 28 hours without sleep by the time I go to bed. This is normal. This is probably normal. I'll sleep past Friday night, past the busy lights of Friday night, and the sound of the crowd of Downtown Melbourne. When the city sleeps, I'll wake.
And I'll start all over again.
I didn't think I slept until the 40ish hour mark. Badass.
Sunday, 15 August 2010
The Return
Hello kids,
I'm back.
Truth be told, I'm struggling to remember the details of what happened in the last 15 months. I'm not kidding. I remember bits and pieces of it, but the last one year has been a blur. So many things happened in so little time.
Maybe if I start writing again, I'll remember.
Saturday, 2 May 2009
I'm not too old for this shit.
Pub crawl from 8 to 12.
Eve from 12 to 5.
Slept from 6 to 12.
Assignments from 12 PM onwards.
Am I too old for this shit? Fuck no.
Sunday, 26 April 2009
Tuesday, 21 April 2009
Waterworld
Now, before you say anything, I am not here to preach about how global warming is going to royally screw us all. Ok, maybe in a way I am. The image below shows the extent of area under water when sea rises by 7 meters. Pretty much most of Jakarta will sink to the bottom of the sea. And add to the fact that global warming causes crazier weather, even a single flood season can inundate the entire city. Impressive. If this does happen, I'm so going to be there with my harpoon gun and a jetboat. It'll be like Waterworld, minus Kevin Costner and his man-gills. Ew.
Sunday, 19 April 2009
I knew I should have spend that 250 bucks on an effects pedal. Instead of an acoustic guitar that I only use to write sappy love songs. Sappy love songs makes me sad. But this pedal makes me feel strong. Manly. Dashing. Charming. Handsomely charming. Invincible. That's the word, bloody invincible.
It's a Digitech Hardwire Looper/Delayer, it's basically a delay pedal that lets you record small loops up to 60 seconds long (that's about 30% of a regular pop rock song, if you think about it), and it can be looped so that you can play some crazy lead and shit on top of that loop. It's fucking crazy. I tried this at Cranbourne Music (fantastic store, by the way) last week and I was baffled. It doesn't cost that much (I know I can't really compare this to a Line 6 DL-4 delay modeller, but it basically offers the same features but with more channels and crazier sounds, obviously because it's a Line 6 pedal which is pretty much like the Benz and Beemer of effect pedals), and it's pretty damn good - not that I can tell the difference between a shit product and a good product with my noob ears, but I was stunned as to how easy it is to create loops and play over them.
Needlesly to say, I gotta have myself one of these. Now. I know that it's going to be easier now to create a 3-piece band with a drummer and a bassist. The sound layering could be incredibly complex. Add a distortion pedal to the bassist, and we could really start something huge. Epic wall of sonic awesomeness raping your ears, that's what.
Wednesday, 15 April 2009
Tuesday, 14 April 2009
Sleeping sickness
I found that the best cure to feeling like shit is a six pack of beer and an all nighter of Morrowind.
Embedding a youtube video may be the laziest thing I can do as a blogger, but I've been listening to this song a lot lately.
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