Saturday, November 12, 2011

Next Chop

It took me two years to grow my hair from this

 to this


That's a lot of hair and a long road. And next year, I am gonna CHOP IT OFF, like her. Not sure yet when to chop it off, but she has the chic-est style and love love love the hair. Check her out, here.



Friday, November 11, 2011

Reading...

...things, gets you thinking... .

I am following a couple of blogs through Google Reader, RSS feeds. And somehow, I feel like I am being a secret admirer when I feel like "damn, I feel you, bro" and I wanted to have a conversation regarding the matter he/she discuss but I don't want them to know that I read their blogs. Weird? Weird enough for me. 

And the latest post I read was about doubt and judging people. (Click any link of blogs on the left bar, probably you'll know whose post I am talking about.)

Doubt. It might be the enemy of your future. I must agree. Based on my latest experience, when in doubt, follow your guts. If you have enough guts and bandage for those broken hopes and dreams, Go for it. If you don't, back out. If I look at it again, I was just trying to not being grey, when sometimes being "grey" is the best option. "Black" and "white" often requires sacrifice(s) and I don't want to handle anymore sacrifices, so I back out. 

When you don't have enough guts, all you have were doubts. Where do doubts leave you? Blurry places, too many surprises. Back to the beginning, if you can handle surprises, go for it. In the end, whatever paths, you just got to make the best out of it. So when in doubt, I follow my guts (well after doing a bargaining options with myself and few c&c with different people that is).

And after you came with a decision, comes the judging. Either it's good or bad (things), people will judge you the way they want to judge you anyway. So, once again, just take responsibility. One thing very important for me, keep close friends for a more honest judgement you can handle. Cause when people are saying things, your closest friends know best way to react. I am not saying my friends agree with every decision I made, but true friends supports in each and different ways. Silence, hatred, patience, and else. 

You judged and you're also judge. It's a "what goes around comes around" thing. You shouldn't judge people on their actions when they're vulnerable. I agree. Came to think of it, on the verge of their vulnerability, people often have to make decision. And often a decision you made when you're vulnerable is a life changing situation. It shaped who you are. In my case, I judge a person on a vulnerable situation, then comes doubt, then comes the decision (on a vulnerable position) and it comes back to me again. I am judged, they decide, and I judged and they decide and other people judge, and other people decide and so on and so on. It's the molding part of your life and it may be the hardest just yet. 

So life is ALREADY that complicated (well, I made it one). But it's a thrilling process, so just embrace it all and make the best of all of it. Gather your guts, or anything that's left, and make the best of everything. Everything comes around anyway.

And one last thing, when you're in repair, every once in a while it's very easy to recall every feelings on the rough path you've been through. You just have to know when to pause, think back a little, and say to yourself, like what I am doing now,  "Enough, enough". Moving on is not forgetting, it's a process of learning.

Then press play again to your life. :)

Monday, November 7, 2011

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Hands Down

The last two guys, OMG. You rock this earth.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Awesome Collition

Weezer - Pumped Up Kicks (Foster The People cover)

Foster The People - Say It Isn't So (Weezer cover)

Could this go any better? Not.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

This Lucky Girl

I love her to the moon around the galaxy to another galaxy bazillion times and back, and you are the coolest thing around.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY my dear Ansy Savitri!!

If you think you can imagine all the madness when a birthday surprise involves a cake and only two bottles of powder and maybe a jammed packed room full of people, well guess again. 

It was friday the 14th, and we had -sort-of- planned this surprise "party" for a couple of days. Me and a couple of friends was supposed to take the birthday girl out for a while until night and bring her back home. But then, change of plans, she had a family birthday dinner instead. So the plan was kind of unplanned. I killed time at a mall near-by, luckily some friends going to the surprise party was also killing time there. So I grabbed dinner while waiting for the others.

My friend wanted to bring the foamy-spray birthday thingy. Unfortunately she couldn't find it at the hardware store and couldn't find it anywhere else, so she bought two bottles of baby powder instead. The plan was the baby powder will be the substitute of the spray. We were just gonna pour it on Ansy.

So then, the source, a.k.a Ansy's brother said there were a couple friends surprising her at the restaurant they ate. So it bought us time to get ready at Ansy's room. I thought it was gonna be more people yesterday, but around 15 people gather at 7 square meter rooms with furnitures and stuffs it was jammed packed venue. 

After three faux "surprise", first her mom opened the door, then a couple other guest, and after changing the candles because the candles had already gone short, finally the birthday girl arrives. And as I told, it was pouring baby powder rain. Ansy was all white from the powder and she was wearing black blazer and black leggings. Instantly growing into Cruella De'ville or 87 year old grand ma with all white hair.

But I can tell she was happy and relieved aaaand she's still hangover from all the happiness now. After a round of cakes and mango syrup we take turn taking one-on-one picture with her. Somebody's under the spotlight tonight. Surely glad we made a night for her to remember. 

Remember always, you're special, Ansy. 







Friday, October 7, 2011

Hello Stranger (2)


We may be strangers to one another
But even strangers cross paths
SOMEWHERE
SOMEDAY
:)

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Frisco


Got a postcard from Dira when she was in San Francisco for school project. Super cute. Love the boats and all. Reminds me of a wish I had, going sailing someday. Oh San Francisco, I will see you sooner. (crossing fingers).

A couple of new interesting things:

1. Music. Do you remember Teddy Geiger? The singer with the album Underage Thinking? I been listening to his album again since yesterday. Oh my, 2006 was a wonderful year!

2. TV Series. Earlier today, I watched Suburgatory. One funny show. Quite entertaining, I wanted to see more of it. Besides that, New Girl is also funny. Zooey invented adorkable. Oh my, is she even real? Her guy-room-mates are just perfect guy-friend. Despite the change of one key character, I still long to see more of it. And then, there is How I Met Your Mother. The tv serial that never gets me bored. This season is even bigger. As always.

Work is kinda keeping me busy these past few days, or week? Got to catch up with entertainment! Toodles!

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Hello Stranger


We haven't met and I don't even know you yet
But you flew butterflies trapped inside my stomach

Getting you out of my mind is a waste of time,
Cause you've found your way to the scene of the crime

No it's not sorrow, it's not pain
Not even an ache I couldn't take
It's an itch, because we're just strangers
Living in different dimensions

Monday, September 26, 2011

The Einstein Quiz


He said that 98% of the people in the world cannot solve the quiz. Are you among the other 2%? 

Because I am!

The Einstein Quiz: 
See if you are among the top 2% of people in the world. Albert Einstein created this quiz, stating that 98% of people in the world could not solve it. You will be presented with a list of facts, followed by a list of clues that will help you reach the objective at the end of this quiz.

FACTS:
1. There are 5 houses in 5 different colors
2. In each house lives a man with a different nationality.
3. These 5 owners drink a certain beverage, smoke a certain brand of cigar, and keep a certain pet.
4. No owners have the same pet, brand of cigar, or drink.

CLUES:
1. the Brit lives in a red house
2. the Swede keeps a dog
3. the Dane drinks tea
4. the green house is on the left of the white house.
5. the green house owner drinks coffee.
6. the person who smokes pall mall keeps birds.
7. the owner of the yellow house smokes dunhill.
8. the man living in the house right in the center drinks milk
9. the Norwegian lives in the first house.
10. the man who smokes blend lives next to the one who keeps cats
11. the man who keeps horses lives next to the man who smokes dunhill
12. the owner who smokes blue master drinks beer
13. the German smokes prince.
14. the Norwegian lives next to the blue house
15. the man who smokes blend has a neighbor who drinks water.

QUESTION: 
Who keeps the fish?

Leave an answer on the comment box, and I'll tell you if you're right or wrong :D

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Bruce Lee Wisdom


I was going through old emails and found an e-mail back in 2006 from an old friend in junior-high school. He's basically a big Bruce Lee fan. The emails were only 5 years a go, yet I didn't remember how wise he was. Here I share one of the wisdom he found in his Bruce Lee book.

photo from here

If you think you are beaten, you are,
If you think you dare not, you don't.
If you like to win, but you think you can't,
It is almost certain you won't.  

If you think you'll lose, you're lost, 
For out in the world we find,
Success begins with a fellow's will.
It's all in the state of mind.  

If you think you are outclassed, you are,
You've got to think high to rise,
You've got to be sure of yourself before 
You can ever win a prize.  

Life's battles don't always go
To the stronger or faster man.
But soon or late the man who wins,
Is the man who thinks he can!

The man was cool right? He once again succeed to reassure me about "Everything is a state of mind". And the words above, I could not imagine anything written better and more honest than that. I once have taken myself for granted, and so by doing that I let others do the samething to me, but now I am standing up to myself. Woohoo!! Sunday spirit, I like it!

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Things That Will Never Change

" You will always be that tomboy girl I knew. That view won't change. "
those words, are only eligible to be said by someone who know you that better, friends.

Friday, September 23, 2011

Musical Frisson

Went to a music festival which features Yellowcard, Panic! At The Disco, and Bad Religion. It was SUPERB. Even though I only hang around until half the show, I was pretty much satisfied with what I saw, hear, and especially, feel. I went with my brother. The first time we ever watch a concert together. Yay for us! And this time, watching our favorite band, Yellowcard!

Yellowcard played first, 7pm sharp. The venue was not yet packed at the moment so I could fit myself pretty much almost at the front-line, I was on the third or fourth row, I think. To see the band perform that close, it was over-whelming! The sound system was gigantic and should I say, superb, I practically wasn't able to talk to my brother.

Yellowcard played pretty much their hit singles, and what makes me happier, the setlist* includes my favorite songs. Yay for me! They play mostly songs from the last 4 albums. Ocean Avenue was my favorite. On their sort-of-break, Ryan was on his acoustic guitar, then he played empty apartment, alone, until Sean followed through with the violin near the end. His voice was perfect. I couldn't believe it myself. I have watched couple of their live performances, and Ryan's voice is much much much better when I see him live.

The band was over-all attractive and quite engaging. Ryan Key was smiling and rocking to the center stage along with Ryan Mendez or Sean Mackin. Ryan Mendez keeps it cool all the way. And Sean Mackin, he's just the goofy Sean making funny faces while singing back-up and encouraging people to sing along. Sean O'Donnel, oh there must be something with the name Sean. He's also very funny. When the audience asked for his guitar pick, he was trying to give body language "we're too far apart, the guitar pick cannot reached you (the audience)". But at the end, he went to the tongue of the stage, and throwing guitar picks. When he ran out of guitar pick, he was trying to throw his bass guitar, but he was like "just kidding" while making funny faces. Last but not least, I may not have his pictures because he's too far back (and I am too focused on Ryan Key), he's the most laid-back up-beat-tempo drummer. He played and up-beat song and he just look so calm. I wonder how.

Over all. Both were uh-ma-zing. The chance to watch them perform live and to watch it with my brother. I got to watch Panic! At The Disco for a couple songs before we decided to bail. I often hear people saying Panic is not really good at live shows, but I got to say, that performance was also awesome. Brendon Urie has such a charisma, which draws attention to him -beside his pretty boy face-.  And perhaps the charisma came out from instead of drinking water, he drank beer on stage. Save water, drink beer, huh Brendon?

Here I present you, some of my captures from my newly-bought-for-this-special-event-camera, Stinson (I named it after Barney Stinson, because I know it's gonna capture LEGENDARY moments). I added a little touch of Photoshop actions. If you see me and my brother face on the photoset, it was an expression of too much happiness. That's the best we can get our face into. Last but not least, I cannot wait until I get to see Yellowcard live again. Soon, I hope. Toodles!







 






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* Yellowcard Setlist, Big Wave Festival, Jakarta
  1. For You and Your Denial
  2. Way Away
  3. Fighting
  4. Rough Landing, Holly
  5. With You Around
  6. Light Up The Sky
  7. Empty Apartment
  8. Hang You Up
  9. Lights and Sound
  10. Only One
  11. Believe
  12. Ocean avenue



Sunday, September 18, 2011

Don't Think Mini

A couple days ago, there's a trending topic on twitter called #aksirokmini translated mini-skirt-action. No, it's not an action to make people wear mini-skirts, it's actually a protest defending women rights since the rates of rape is increasing lately.

This one's a good article explaining the current situations. Read here. (It's in Indonesian, maybe you would like to use the google lame translator for a little help)

Just yesterday, I was told by a friend of mine, that this city is even not anymore safe.

There's a girl wanting to go to church, stopped a taxi on the side of the road. She told the driver the destination. Nothing suspicious. Until she accidentally dropped her phone and when she picked it up, she saw hands from under the seat. Apparently, another guy is hiding behind her seat. When she realized the hands, she asked the driver to stop the car. But then, the man behind said to the driver, "Never mind, this is a good girl, she's going to church. Just get her to the destination." 

Not freaky enough?

Another friend told me, that recently, a girl, who had just finished her undergraduate thesis trial, got raped inside a moving mini-bus known as angkot (it works like a bus -public transportation- serving a smaller area than a bus, this mini-buses usually fit up to 12 people). The "mode" was like this: a girl waiting for this mini-bus on the side of the street. The mini-bus usually has dark windows (from the window film) and already has a couple men inside of it. Those men and the driver are acquaintances. As soon as the girl boards the mini-bus, the door is shut and those men take turns raping the girl. What has she done wrong?

Well for me, how you dress yourself up defines who you are. As long as you're comfortable with what you wear, I am okay with it. The girl mentioned in the stories above may be dressing just right. She's going to church, I don't think she would wear mini-skirts. And the other girl, she had just had her thesis trial, I bet she also does not wearing mini-skirts. 

I must agree with the article I shared above, we're living in a more eastern culture, where even wearing bikinis still gets you stared at, even at the beach, let a lone wearing mini-skirts in public. So when you dress with "less is more" principle, well, you see, people has a mind of their own. It's best no to light fire. On the other hand, other people (perhaps in this case, mostly men) should also learn how to control their minds. If a lady dress too little, don't make it an excuse to look down at her or even do anything bad to her. In conclusion, the effort has to be done both ways.

To close this post, here's a picture I found here. I believe what the picture say is true. Think about it.


Saturday, September 17, 2011

Last Saturday Night

Oh. This post should be posted a week a go. But there's no such thing as late for memories.
I had a blast with the boys even it may be a farewell for a friend. Gonna share happinessssssss and a little bit more.

The day started with picking up new shoes at my friend house. I bought the classic Vans shoes. In blue. Ah. Time to move on from Converse (I don't know how my Converse can be too small for my feet since your feet were not suppose to grow anymore on this age, correct?) After that went to the mall to grab lunch and transit before meeting with the boys later in the afternoon.

The day before I bought this magazine, Monocle. It was a thick magazine. It was Vogue for the brains. It covers A B C D E, from current affairs up to design. Nice reading with a cup of caramel macchiato. Not long after I sat at a coffee shop, turns out, Dacung is at the gym across the coffee shop. So then I joined him and his friend for their late lunch and then continue to Denis' house.

Good to be back to Denis' house. The base-camp for a couple years back in high-school. Where almost every saturday we spent hours on band rehearsal. Nice to fit into his big room, talking, lounging, ah always the good 'ol times. Wish it was full-team. Too bad Diko's working in another city.

Then it's time to pick a place for dinner. You know the long discussion without and end. But after I mention Cung Gi Wa, the known Korean Barbecue near by, we all (kind of) agree. We got a seat where we sat on the floor (you get what I mean). We had talks with Denis, he's the one leaving for San Francisco. He's a bit of uncertain about leaving. Lots on his mind apparently. We tried giving him funny pep talk and all. Well he got no way back. So a funny pep talk perhaps is a little of what he needs.

 Denis and Me. Cung Gi wa for dinner is never a wrong option. Photo: Dwi Suleiman
 Dacung and Andaru the man who kept moving I couldn't take a picture of him. Photo: Dwi Suleiman


After Cung Gi Wa, we moved to a coffee place down in Senopati area, Bakoel Coffee, meeting more friends. Because I had macchiato earlier, I opted for Hot Chocolate. Before the number of people get bigger, my curfew alarm is on. So after a few pictures after more friends had arrived, I went home. Giving Denis our picture as a reminder of us :) Thank God for instant camera. Hot chocolate was a bad choice for a sleepyhead like me driving alone at night. I yawned a lot. But safe ride home.

Denis had arrived at San Fransisco yesterday. Be good, God bless you my friend. Stay as long as you can. I am saving up money for SF.

For a little nostalgic moment. Here's the "transformation" of the band. From the beginning until now.
Allgemein. The Beginning. (2003) 
Allgemein. Re-born. Dwi a.k.a Dacung as new guitarist. (2005)
Allgemein. Still Together, with the forever fan: Diko's sister :).  (2011)
Allgemein. This photo is somehow heart-breaking. Minus Diko. 2011
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PS: A little bit more happiness to share, next Tuesday is the BigWave concert featuring Yellowcard. AND GUESS WHAT. I win a chance to meet the band. You know. THE MEET AND GREET STUFFS. Don't need to flip out. BECAUSE I HAVE. :) Wish me luck and see you soon Mr. Key.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Insanity Above Imagination: Someone Must've


picture from here

it’s two a.m

and we’re strolling down the bridge
i can’t believe we’re doing this

didn’t we always bicker?

didn’t we always ignore?
why are now we holding hands?

someone must’ve flipped a coin

including our life 
making it upside down

it’s seven p.m

and i am waiting anxiously
i can’t believe we’re doing this

didn’t we always mess up?

didn’t we always parted directions?
why are now we on a same boat?

someone must’ve flipped a coin

including our life
making it upside down

it’s ten p.m

and i am on my bed smiling ear to ear
i can’t believe we’re doing this

someone must’ve flipped a coin

including our life
making it upside down

someone must’ve
-August 26th, 2011

I made this lyric, inspired by latest occurring in my life. A friend of mine, a good friend, is moving to U.S.A to continue his study. We seldom talk but we remain good friends. He's not much of a talker -so am I- so we're kind of socially awkward if there's only the two of us in a room. But thanks to a medium with a screen and a keyboard those awkwardness could go on a vacation, at least for a while. 
Prior to his departure, we had a small talk, about his leaving and "the new life" he's going to embrace, a talk I never thought we could've. So that inspires me to write this. But I add a twist of romantic spices for a little heart beat. The bridge on the first verse refers to the Golden Gate, San Francisco (the city where he's heading). I suppose the Golden Gate is not that friendly at two a.m, but hey, that's why "I can't believe we're doing this".
He has my blessings to live in a city I wanted to live in. Perhaps it could be an opened door for me someday to fit his place. *BIG GRIN*
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Insanity Above Imagination is my music project along with two other good-friends. Click on the link above for other lyrics and stuffs we record :D

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Noticed, Noted?

Have you ever been in this kind of situation:

Someone you thought was cool or someone you look up to or maybe just someone you know, mentions something that you both have in common with. Then all of a sudden your heart or perhaps your deepest soul was unconsciously waving at them, trying to get recognized, want to have conversation, want to share, and everything just seem to be pouring out of your brain. Have you ever?



Well I have. A Lot.
image via tumblr

And mostly, I can only wave inside my heart. My limbs are weak, my lips are sealed. Sometimes it's because I was just overhearing a conversation, or I just read something they shared on a media,  so I could not get involved in a conversation or even a discussion with that person. And sometimes when I even have the guts to start a conversation to discuss the certain matter, I just don't want to look like I am seeking for attention, when actually I am. HA.

When they say a dream you dream together is reality, how do you deal with things like this?

I am completely clueless. If it's a tweet or a tumblog, I could just retweet or reblog or "like" the statement, and perhaps the other person doesn't care -or do they? There's a saying, if you never ask then the answer is always no. But how to do it so that it doesn't seem like I am craving for any attention?

I need a 101 in social interaction here, anyone would share?

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Changes

"It's so hard to believe how much can change in a year. This time last year, things were completely different. I was completely different." 

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Writing

I once have this thought; about not to write anything bad that happens or anything that is burdening me so bad so that I won't have to read about it later. I have a quite span of long absent post on my private diary due to this. Yea, I went through a phase; an overwhelming phase. Unfortunately, during those times there are emails, text messages, and other things that doesn't appear as a diary but considered as one. I tried to tests myself around a month ago by reading those sent messages, and a ha! a burning feeling inside screaming and running through my nose and under my eyes. 

Not a good idea.

But then. I read a friend's blog. It's a she. It's not the kind of blog where you put your thoughts on recent headlines or anything, it's just ramblings, long and short, about life. She wrote a lot of things that burdened her, but she wrote it in a kind of way that it's a way of her to bring herself back on her feet, instead of drowning in things that burden her. 

Well, a good idea.

But I guess, I may need to take baby steps towards that so we'll see about that!

Adios Amigos!

Thursday, August 25, 2011

On another subject,

if he/she knew what I've done or what I've been through, will she still think of me the same way?

Yes, I still believe, people don't change, they grow.

Hopefully

If this building I am working on is built, it will be my first building to be build (well not exactly mine, but well I am involved in behind the scene). And if it shall be the tallest, shall I be grounded. :) Amen.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Sunday At Home


I am recommending this singer. He quitted The Glee Project show recently. But hey. Listen to his voice. He reminds me of someone? Got some singer in mind? if you do, please leave comments... please...

**UPDATE**

I remember, his voice has a similar character with Jonathan Foreman of Switchfoot. Don't ya think? Jonathan Foreman, add that to the list!!

A Story About History

Back couple a days ago, a friend talk to me about this man, Ilyas Karim. At first I don't know who he was. Never heard of the name until this friend of mine explains who he was.

Who is he?

Well here are a couple articles from Indonesian news site (in Indonesian).
Read: Ilyas Karim Masih Tinggal di Pinggir Rel (Ilyas Karim Still Living on The Side of The Railway) from Kompas.com
Read: Ilyas Karim, Pengibar Bendera Merah Putih Saat Proklamasi, Dapat Hadiah Apartemen (Ilyas Karim, The Flag Raiser on Proclamation Day, Gets An Apartment) from Republika.co.id

He was the man, who said to be a forgotten hero. He said he was the man who raised the first hand-sewn Indonesian flag to the pole. He was pointing to a man wearing a short on a historical photo to be him. As he was now known as a forgotten hero, people grew sympathy towards him because he still live on the side of the railway, and on the verge of eviction.

How can I not recognize his name, if he was suppose to be in history lesson about the day Indonesian independence was declared by our founding father?

This is what I know.

Back in junior high and elementary school. There are three names, I learned as the men who raised the flag. It was Latief Hendraningrat, S.K Trimurti, and S. Suhud. For reference, I found these articles on the internet, dated 2007 and 2008.

Read: Detik-Detik Menjelang Proklamasi 17 Agustus 1945 (Seconds to The Proclamation, August 17,1945)
Read: Tokoh-Tokoh Proklamasi 17 Agustus 1945 dan Perannya Pada Persiapan Pelaksanaan Proklamasi (People Behind The Proclamation, August 17,1945, and The Role in The Preparation for The Proclamation)

Where is Ilyas Karim? Could he be one of them? Name changes? or is it a wrong lesson in
history? Where were he before this year?

If the articles weren't valid enough, I hope this picture could give valid information.
Picture taken from Museum Joang'45.

Written above, the man Ilyas Karim claimed to be him (the one in shorts), was indeed S. Suhud.
My friend was indeed the grand-child of S. Suhud himself. His family is quite shocked with the news, as Ilyas Karim was pointing to the picture of a man who was all this time known to be S.Suhud, the grand-father, the father. My friend said that if Ilyas Karim was right, then all this time history has not been told right and he would be more upset because his grand-father was lying all this time. But if Ilyas Karim was wrong? Then.. you decide.

Perhaps for some-people a flag-raiser was not considered to be somebody important to be fussed about, but if it's not important hey look who's getting all the attention now? I'm not trying to defend or offense anyone, but I am just curious about this history and a little dissapointed on Indonesian media for not doing research before writing the article. I hope I am not misleading in anyway.

May the truth wins.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

The Closing


It's bright yellow and orange confetti, closing the show after Misery Business. Best moment in my life, it's like a dream come true :)
Photos by Kharissa Humaerani

It's Not A Dream Anymore


photo courtesy of Kharissa Humaerani

Friday, August 19, 2011

PARAMORE I WANT MORE

CAN'T SAY ENOUGH WORDS TO DESCRIBE HOW I FEEL (and too bad I didn't get much picture of the performance itself because I am to caught up)
Though I didn't get the chance to meet Hayley in person, but to see the band perform live was such a worth (for the money, partly skipping work, and so on and so on) and though I didn't get the FRONT ROW (too bad, it was a long queue and nobody wants to queue with me from early on) but I still get to enjoy the show with some struggle-still.

Perfect setlist. Ignorance as opening and Misery Business as encore closing. I almost cry during Misery Business I don't know why and I got chills. Too bad they're not playing Hallelujah, that would really show what Hayley can DO. Hayley is such a firework! She ran all across stage, jumping, dancing, moving, head-banging, you name it, and she hadn't lose her breath until almost the end of show. SUCH A SPIRIT. Taylor and Jeremy, perfect duo, also energetic and very engaging with the audience. But Hayley stole my night (girl-crush alert).

After this, I can't wait to watch Yellowcard.

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Paramore Brand New Eyes Jakarta Concert Setlist- August 19,2011
  1. Ignorance (incredible lighting here)
  2. Feeling Sorry
  3. That's What You Get
  4. For A Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic
  5. Emergency
  6. Playing God
  7. Decode
  8. When It Rains (acoustic)
  9. Where The Lines Overlap (acoustic)
  10. Misguided Ghost (acoustic)
  11. Crushcrushcrush
  12. Monster
  13. Here We Go Again
  14. Pressure
  15. Looking Up
  16. The Only Exception (nice fireworks here!!!

    Encore
  17. Brick By Boring Brick
  18. Misery Business (some lucky fans got to get up on stage, ended with an awesome sing-a-long and orange confeetti)

To sum it all:

AWESOME-SUPERB-FANTASTIC-MEMORABLE-ETC ETC ETC

Monday, August 15, 2011

Sunday At The Office

Last sunday, I was working at the office (don't make me start on rambling how architecture sucks my social life). Instead of listening to the playlist through other workmate's computer speaker, I chose to listen to an online radio known as AccuRadio. Well it's not actually a radio, it's kind of similar to Last.fm. It just played songs according to a certain classification. It saved my life. Well, it saved me from making a boring playlist.

I chose to listen to Alternative station. At first I listened to the HitKast station, and it was more a dance-up-beat song I get tired to after a couple songs, then so I switched. After a couple skips on bands I didn't really know or too rocky (is that a term?) and listening to couple other bands. I started making this ridiculous list. A list of a couple band vocalist or band-member-who-also-sing-a-bit with a voice that is like a soothing voice in your ears and it calms you even when you're doing over-time on a SUNDAY at THE OFFICE.

Here's the shortlist (not in any particular order):
  1. Jason Wade of Lifehouse
  2. Chris Cornell of Audioslave
  3. Brandon Boyd of Incubus
  4. Damian Kulash of OK GO
  5. Mark Hoppus of Blink 182
  6. Rivers Cuomo of Weezer
    **UPDATE**
  7. Jonathan Foreman of Switchfoot
please recommend me more more more of this dreamy voice!!!