Tsubaki n love

Write...

Fri, 20 Oct 2006 16:14:11 +0000

"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection."

Anais Nin

Terus Terang saya Lupa...

Sun, 15 Oct 2006 09:58:47 +0000

Iya, saya bener2 lupa punya account di tabulas.

Apakah ini gejala alzheimere atau gimana juga gak jelas dhe... abisan selama ini ngisi ngisinya di diaryland n blogspot aja sih ahhaha...

Sun, 15 Oct 2006 09:51:22 +0000

Thank God for The Music

Sat, 9 Jul 2005 17:19:41 +0000

Thank God for the Music. The jaming sessioin today or tonight rather was quite fun. The intensity was just right, with not too much attention was given to anything but the music that we're making, which I like and makes me feel comfortable. Thank God for the Music, making killer chorus and laughing about the day a bed was exchanged for an e-bow.

Breaking The Curse

Tue, 21 Jun 2005 08:06:29 +0000

I feel like writing, just for sharing and for no other reason.

It feels like there’s nothing that can be done in terms of my music exept rehearsing my own voice. But as far as making music, personally it’s a bit tough to do it by myself…since I have limited capabilities. All I have is this ideas and music swirling around in my brain without specific keys or how to execute them.

Then my friend and I can only support and comfort each other about our dream. A dream we’re so reluctant to let go. But along that line of comfort, I just get sick of it.
Comfort kills my creativity. The more compliments I receive, the more comfortable I would feel and the comfort is so warm and it makes us happy that it hinged
me from moving forward. That’s the death of productivity and creativity stumped and then…a realization…comfort is not so comforting anymore.

And what is it about music that’s so important? Are we just cursed to have this thoughts and ambitions? Or maybe we’re so special ane were born musicians? What does it take to be a musician anyway? Would singing in a cover band makes us a musician? Are any of those boy bands a musician? Even a 5 year old can sing a hit and make it a career. Does that a musician make?

An artist creates art.
A designer creates designs.
A business person does business
A sales person sales products.

And so I conclude, a musician makes music. That’s how we destroy our curse, by making soundful harmonies.

Gemeterannnnn

Mon, 16 May 2005 06:02:43 +0000

Aduh, gw jadi gemeteran nih..this is so exciting. Mungkin jadi mungkin nggak, tapi yah gw rasa jadi lah..akhirnya ada celah juga untuk masuk ke permusikan di Indo.

Mau ngajak dia gak yah? Gw jadi ragu nih..Feels like someone is avoiding me. Hmm maybe I have to move on by myself.

Yah kita liat aja dhe.

Mon, 16 May 2005 03:19:44 +0000

Hari ini grandmazilla bakal dipindahin...wah akhirnya lega juga, tapi tadi sih dia marah marah..Gimana yah..who would want her if she keeps up the attitude.

Meanwhile, the biopsy is on underway...sigh..

Sun, 15 May 2005 15:01:25 +0000

Waa, ternyata gak diduga duga yah personality orang itu..

Yang gw kira phlegmatic ternyata choleric...though sifat melankolis tuh yg paling gampang ditebak dhe, soalnya orang orang melankolis tuh gak bisa nyembunyiin idealism mereka.

Yah akhir akhir ini gw jadi banyak mikir sih tentang orang yg kayak gimana yg bisa cocok sama gw..

Kalau phelgmatic...ntar gw jadi capek hati juga.. wah susah juga yah... bener bener gak bisa di put down to theory...

Mungkin hal yang terpenting tuh... yah connection itu aja dhe..mengenai personality nya yah...bisa gila gw kalau meng analisa terus hahahah

Thu, 20 Jan 2005 19:49:48 +0000

Oh Gawd..I can't sleep tonite..and it's almost three... I donno if it's the soft murmur of prayer or what but my brain just can't stop thinking..

Maybe I can't sleep because I've been thinking alot about what E said to me last night...

I'm sad T_T.

Glory.

Mon, 13 Dec 2004 16:26:36 +0000

I was waiting infront of the screen
waiting for the words to leap from my brain
It feels a boy can\'t really handle all that pain
but the truth is he can.
And amidst all that animosity
a brave soul within you emerge in simplicity
don\'t you know that there is a world inside you,
beyond what shows through your reality
it is just you that I see...
you are hurt and and in no need of pitty
I wish I can show you,
when you see these eyes and smell this hair, it is a melody...
in the palm of your hands.
And at the end you\'ll realise, all along, it has been your glory.