“Well, my girl's in the next room… Sometimes I wish she was you” – Hinder

My music lacks soul.
That sentiment has finally surfaced.

I guess I didn’t have the balls to admit that, upon the heaps of praise and adoration,
My songs lacked soul.

I’ve always been trying to put a finger on it but I can’t quite figure out “Why”.
After writing “Dented Stars” & “12:34”, I realized that they sounded very similar.

I will have to go on a year-long sabbatical, or something, to find that wandering soul of mine.
Propelled by the wrong kind of drive, I chose to embark on the wrong kind of life.

I will write one more song, just one more.
And see how it turns out…

“What I Want To Do” versus “What I Have To Do”
The war wages on…

“Well, my girl's in the next room… Sometimes I wish she was you” – Hinder

I have always wanted to get a band.
By infusing my music with the artistry of a group of musicians, who-knows-what might happen.

So if anyone knows anyone, who plays a mean guitar, keeps a wicked beat on the drums, does a cool bass or has great vocals… please (and I’m begging you now) please, get them to contact me.

*Lyricists and Musicians can also apply*

p.s. this it not Singapore (I-dunno-how-to-sing) Idol

“If I were blue, would you be there for me, and whisper in my ear, ‘that’s ok’…” – Redwan Ali

“What you want to do in life” versus “What you have to do in life”
Tough match up huh?

I’ve always considered going into the financial sector (where all the money is) and thus, sacrificing my love and passion for music and the arts. If any goons can’t tell by now, I have a passion for writing, love for music and definitely some creative flair.

Wondering how it’ll be like to scale the corporate ladder, polish the apples of your customers, kiss the asses of your bosses and backstab colleagues, all within working nine to five.

I, for one, always wear my heart on my sleeve. If you’re crap, I’d have told you straight in your face- “you suck!”

After being in sales and marketing for over a year, I’ve learnt to be tactful and sincere while dealing with such scenarios. I’ve discovered that the taste of the humble pie is sweet, sometimes much sweeter then being all “up there”.

Sometimes in life, you have to do what you want to do.
At other times, you have to know what you’re good at.
But more often then not, you have to do what you feel is right.
Then everything else will fall in place.

You might not be richer than Bill Gates.
You might not be more powerful than George Bush.
You might not be more popular than ____________ (insert your favorite "whatever")

But know this; everyone around you, who ever cared for you, deserves your everything.
Everyone who still loves you deserves more respect from you then just your provision for the monetary expenses. Life is not about money, it’s more than that.

..Figured..

"It's 12:34..." - Will

I really wonder if I have the edge in making music.
This was made from a 20 second video and a song which i began writing at, yup; you guessed it, 12:34 am.

It's been an emotional roller coaster ride, a real big one at that.
From anger to mellow, depression to euphoria, i really felt for her.
but... this was the right thing to do.

it’s 12:34
I got nothing to do no more
I can’t sleep
leave your message at the beep

neither drunk nor sober
days will pass, we’ll get older
still the memories of us in me
these are all that’s meant to be

I’m the one that set us free
but everyday I’m blaming me
now everything is set in stone
guess I’ll just have to be alone

“In a minute we'll be gone… So we might as well just fuck…” – Ryan Star

Being 290 months old isn’t much fun after all. Many people will say that you’re still young, there’s much to learn, don’t be hasty… It is logical to think all of that, it is purely common sense.

Just when you’re geared up to take flight, life just burn your wings and permits gravity to do her deed. Here’s the thing, why would anyone be in the proper state of mind would want to have different people actively partaking in the most intimate of activities…

ménage à trois

These words have been harping on my mind since I encountered them today.

But before you start pointing your guns at me (pardon the pun), I’ll have to state that I have not engaged in such an activity before.

What sickens me, is no the fact that you’ve to “share”, yes…“share”, your lover.
But when reality sinks in, it’s either you, your partner enjoying it, or worse - both…

Don’t Even Bother

"Dreams are my reality... the only kind of real fantasy" - Richard Sanderson

The entire month of May was, indeed, hell…
I stepped through the doors of a new company and begun an impossible undertaking of a new profession. All doe-eyed, I embarked on the new path into the Semiconductor Industry.

The people whom I’m dealing with, vaguely resembles the notorious society formed by the anti-black populace- the Ku Klux Klan. All clad in their white, ninja-esque garments, they move gingerly in the Clean Room where the Wafers are made.

I’m gonna need the thick, black rimmed glasses real soon

"Dreams are my reality... the only kind of real fantasy" - Richard Sanderson

After another grueling season of Football, amidst scandals of match fixing and bribery allegations, AC Milan saved Italian Football by having a triumphant European Championship. The Russian Revolution, Chelski, snatched the English FA Cup,
The Red Devils from Manchester regained the Premiership throne after four cruel years.

And former champs, Arsenal and Liverpool, were left grasping air…

Undoubtedly, Manchester United will need new blood to strengthen their existing squad and mount a challenge for the converted Treble. Here’re my 2 cents-

United’s defence was left in shambles after Kaka led the Rossoneris thru Heize and Vidic like bullies in a school yard. With Van Der Sar, Scholes and Giggs staring right into the face of retirement, Sir Alex needs someone… someone good…

The recent acquisition of Owen Hargreaves, which seemed imminent, didn’t surprise me one bit. The heart of the future English Midfield, reuniting at Old Trafford speaks volumes. And Ronaldo looking to welcome yet another Portuguese Whiz-kid, Nani, with open arms, the Theater of Dreams is all set to experience a whole new intensity of enchantment.

Now… the Goal Getters…
With Saha can’t quite seem to stay injury free, Alan Smith isn’t really a Goal scorer and Rooney loves to come from deep, Manchester United desperately needs a Predator in front of Goal. Fans would free their imaginations and run wild with suggestions.
But I dare say only one will fit perfectly and deservedly so…
The Bulgarian Goal King- Berbatov.

Which brings us back to the Guardian of the Goal…
Peter Schmeichel's gloves are left empty after 8 years,
Few tried, but none capable…
If only my knee was still intact…

Go Figure