Rabu, 26 Mei 2010

Do we?


another thing..
we don't talk, we are doing telephaty.
so that way, we don't have any significant proofs if something happened in between conversations.
We are saving each other ass.

Ginko Biloba anyone?

 
sometimes I forget that I am no more than somebody
 
*humming*
...biarkan aku menjaga perasaan ini oooo...menjaga segenap cinta yang telah kau beeeriii
engkau pergi...gue juga pergi
engkau menjaga..gue temenin..
 
 

Senin, 24 Mei 2010

DI TIMUR MATAHARI - WR Supratman.

Satu-satunya alat music yang bisa saya mainin dengan 'baik' itu suling.  Hehe. Berkat guru music saya waktu SMP, Pak Ridwan Jenggot Naga. Penampilannya mirip Alex Komang, brewoknya dahsyat, mukanya galak. Brrr. Pelajaran music bersamanya jadi kaya neraka, kalo ga bisa baca not / main suling tangannya dislepet pake penggaris, dicubit lengannya atau dijenggit jambangnya. Ccck. Ccck.

Karena keseringan di slepet, makanya jadi terdorong untuk bisa main suling.  Itu juga karena tiap minggu kita disuruh berdiri di samping meja terus main lagu wajib dengan suling, satu-satu.  Terus dia keliling nyamperin kita. Kalau udah grogi, yang ada mainnya slendro, ya namanya juga buru-buru mau cepat selesai. Hehe.

Terbukti pelajaran menghapal not nya ga ada yang nyangkut. Karena gue ga ngerti.  Kepala gue berjalan dengan logic, hapalan susah nyantol. Makanya sulingnya bisa, baca not baloknya ancur. Gue ga ngerti kenapa itu toge ada di baris keberapa, kenapa di kasih nilai setengah, terus togenya di balik ditambahi coretan. Man, I don't get it!

Tapi untuk not angkanya gue masih ngerti, walaupun untuk ketukan,birama, etc – saya buta total.  Jadi kalo mau main suling, paling tidak saya musti pernah dengar lagunya dulu, jadi bisa tahu kapan saya musti meniup cepat, atau dipanjang-panjangin. Hihihi. Payah.

Well. At least saya bisa mainin. Play on C, D, E, F – selain itu…silahkan nanya ama Jenggot Naga. =)

Sepagian tadi saya terngiang-ngiang lagu DI TIMUR MATAHARI karya WR Supratman. Pernah dengar? Lagu ini cuma punya 4 baris, nyanyinya gampang pula. Ini dia liriknya :

Di timur matahari mulai bercahaya
Bangun dan berdiri kawan semua semua
Marilah mengatur barisan kita
Pemuda pemudi Indonesia

Simple kan? Tapi entah kenapa, saya suka sama lagu ini. Ada yang romantis di dalamnya. Halah.

Saya inget dulu suka mainin lagu ini pake suling. Quite simple. Pake C. Berasa nyesek kalo main lagu ini.

Mungkin juga terpengaruh film anak-anak yang pernah saya tonton di tipi waktu kecil. Saya lupa film apa sayangnya.  Di akhir film, anak-anak ini menyanyi bersama Di Timur Matahari dengan berurai air mata. Saya juga ikutan..nyanyi sambil nangis ingusan depan tipi.. Hehe

Selasa, 18 Mei 2010

S.W

Gue harap, yang ada bukan hanya karena terbiasa ataupun sekedar sisa-sisa
 

TaNya


I got another id to eased the feeling.
My chest was so heavy with that stuff.
I did it.
So, I'll just wait and see what would happen.
Am I as good as I thought. Oh yeah I am narcisstic.
It's a beautiful name.
Might name my kids after that..
*I'm keeping it my self. Dont get offended.

 

At the moment

 

I am so afraid that I misinterpret you.

I don't know where to stand or the right things to say.

I just don't want to disappoint you.

Because I care about you – that much


Minggu, 16 Mei 2010

d-day

From your bloodshot eyes

Tell me, who am I?

Who am I for you?

---

I hate your ability to act cool.

**

I wish I have more descent reasons to cry. Wish it none of the melodramatic pathetic melancholic childish sloppy freakish feelings.

I wish I don't have to cry.

__

When thing goes punk. I will be gone jazz – meant I will be smoothen up and boring.

--

What wisdom words? I can be the whore if I want. Although I don't think you would want me anymore.

Coward.

I was going to leave you and hiding in my shell.
You direct questions that you already have the answers.
The answers that you've picked your self.
What should I answer that?

+you dont say thank you, in your world, 'huh?

Sabtu, 15 Mei 2010

had a weird dream.
trying to getting off but unsuccessful.
weird.

Jumat, 07 Mei 2010

Throbbing-Gristle, An avant garde industrial music.

 

Ever heard Throbbing-Gristle? It's OK if your answer is nope. So do I. 5 minutes ago is the 1st time I ever heard their song/grumble/murmur/screamo.

Hihi.

Throbbing Gristle ternyata salah satu pioneernya Industrial Music dari Inggris, they've been together for 35 Years (!) what a WOW.

Yah, walaupun engga 35 tahun terus menerus, aktif dari tahun 1975- 1981, vakum 24 tahun,, tahun 2004/5 mereka balik lagi – sampai sekarang.

Mereka sih buka cuma pemain music, mereka bisa dibilang seniman. I mean it, salah satu anggotanya, vocalist ceweknya sempet aktif jadi stripper. Hmm.

Terus ya, mereka juga nyiptain satu alat music elektro, aaah, gue lupa namanya, linknya lupa gue save, GRISTLEIZER? Ccck. Entar gue ubek-ubek dulu.

Anyhey, buat gue they do have interesting lyrics, kalo musiknya ….uum buat gue secara personal kurang klik, terlalu elektro – too much distortion – synthesizer- yah namanya juga industrial music. Mungkin yang suka screamo – bisa nemu koneksi ama music mereka.

 

Ini salah satu lirik dari satu single'nya yang terkenal.

 

FIVE KNUCKLE SHUFFLE:

Even more fed up
You're gonna get fed up
You're gonna be fed up
You're gonna see fed up
You're gonna get fed up
Fed Up Fed Up Fed Up
You're gonna get set up
You're gonna go fed up
You're gonna go bed up
You're gonna go sped up
You're gonna be said up
You're gonna get set up
A set up a fed up a set up
I said what a get up
Am fed up Am fed up Am fed up
Am fuckin a fed up
Am fucking my bed up
Amphetamine
Am fucking amphetamine
I've had a lobotomy
A botom a botomy
Am always a victim
Am tired of the victim
A time of the victor
A try to assess me
A try to possess me
Assess possess amphetamine
A friend of mine
Here you are
We're here are two
Are you
You over there
You're the one I am
I am that lazy boy all over take some more I need some sleep
Just an animal a twisted up animal I want to be left alone
I want that not to assess me not to possess me not to attack me
Not to distract me I even get fed up
Fed up
Don't do this I do this All my friends do this Am fed up
Am fed up I put my feet up I wish I go to sleep
Fed up fed up fed up
Deaded Deaded
Empty bottles makin noise
Alcohol
I can see you fed up
In the corner asking
Gonna be set up all night set up
Fed up
Getting your way with a five pound note

 

 

Here's a bite about them taken from:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Throbbing_Gristle

Throbbing Gristle's confrontational live performances and use of often disturbing imagery, including pornography and photographs of Nazi concentration camps, gave the group a notorious reputation. However the group always maintained that their mission was to challenge and explore the darker and obsessive sides of the human condition rather than to make attractive music. Throbbing Gristle pioneered the use of pre-recorded tape-based 'samples'[citation needed], and made extensive use of special effects to produce a distinctive, highly distorted background, usually accompanied by lyrics or spoken-word performances by Cosey Fanni Tutti or Genesis P-Orridge. Though they asserted they wanted to provoke their audience into thinking for themselves rather than pushing any specific agenda (as evidenced by the song "Don't Do As You're Told, Do As You Think" on Heathen Earth), Throbbing Gristle also frequently associated with the anarchist punk scene. They even appeared on the infamous Crass pamphlet Toxic Grafity, with a condensation of their own propaganda parody series, Industrial News

 

You also can check sample of their songs at : http://brainwashed.com/tg/music.php. Be careful with your ear!

Enjoy the head banging – moshin – tripping on the electro world! Yay!

# aslilisa - May 2010
 

Selasa, 04 Mei 2010

no subject

 
don't bother. don't bother. don't bother. don't bother. don't bother.
don't bother.
don't bother. don't bother. don't bother. don't bother. don't bother.
 
don't bother. don't bother. don't bother. don't bother. don't bother.
don't bother.
don't bother. don't bother. don't bother. don't bother. don't bother.
--
"Don't worry about the world coming to an end today.
It's already tomorrow in Australia ."

(Charles Schultz)

what?!

Senin, 03 Mei 2010

A house is not a home
(Glee - Kurt Hummel, @Home eps)

Hell-O / Highway to Hell


Glee * Hell'O eps.
--

Fade Out



Do you know how it feels?

Seperti hentakan-hentakan di akhir lagu.

Meninggi. Lenyap senyap. Tersisa

Degupmu masih mengikutinya. Telinga masih penuh irama.

Tapi tak nyata.

Dentumnya sudah berganti nyawa. Yang di udara tersisa hampa.

Perlahan.  Nada demi nada. Terganti  dalam satu dua tiga.

Icebox by There for Tomorrow


Fussin and fightin we back at it again (gain)
I know that it's my fault, you don't understand (no)
I got memories (huh), this is crazy (huh)
You ain't nothin like, the girl I used to know
Good wit mom, good wit pop, cool wit all my friends (friends)
I should try to decide, want to let you in but (no)
That means memories (huh), and it's crazy (huh)
You ain't nothin like, the girl I used to know

Girl I really wanna work this out cause I'm tired of fighting
And I really hope you still want me the way I want you
I said I really wanna work this out but girl I'm trying
It's no excuse, no excuse

I got this icebox where my heart used to be
I got this icebox where my heart used to be
No, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold
No, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (2x)

Why can't I, get it right, just can't let it go (go)
I opened up, she let me down, I won't feel that no more(no)
I got memories (uh), this is crazy (huh)
You ain't nothing like, the girl I used to know
I Don't mean to take it out on you baby but I can't help it
Cause my heart is in the same old condition that baby left it
And I, I apologize, for making you cry
Look me in my eyes, and promise you won't do me the same

Girl I really wanna work this out cause I'm tired of fighting
And I really hope you still want me the way I want you
I said I really wanna work this out but girl I'm trying
It's no excuse, no excuse

I got this icebox where my heart used to be
I got this icebox where my heart used to be
No, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold
No, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (2x)

Uh, I don't wanna be stuck off in this cold, cold world
Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me girl
Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me girl
Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me girl

Uh, I don't wanna be stuck off in this cold, cold world
Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me girl
Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me girl
Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me girl

Girl I really wanna work this out cause I'm tired of fighting
And I really hope you still want me the way I want you
I said I really wanna work this out but girl I'm trying
It's no excuse, no excuse


I got this icebox where my heart used to be
I got this icebox where my heart used to be
No, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold
No, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (2x)

--
Icebox  by There for Tomorrow  : Punk Goes Pop 2
Originally sung by : Omarian
 
Sukaaaaa lagu ini. hihihihi

Minggu, 02 Mei 2010

Dear God.

I've been thinking.

I always want to help people. But a lot of things hesitated me.

I always find  excuses to drop the acts.

I am too selfish, egocentric.

---

last night I went to a cafe nearby by my self. Just to eased my so called bored feeling.

I spent almost 2 hours for texting, blogging, reading, adding extra calories and fats in to my overweight body. 

at 11pm, i checked out.

At my way home, i saw a homeless family setting up their bed in road pavements.  Their lil boy (approx 8yrs old) tucked in the middle between mom & dad. The dad covered the boy with a blanket.

God! Thats kinda strikes me so hard.  Look at me, I've been so ungrateful, with all the good things I have.

I still have a descent place to sleep on, clothes to changes, food, entertainment, someone to hug me, family with drama as the bonus. 

But most of the time, i failed to give thanks. I always find a lil unnecessary spot to be complaining of.

God, I wanna be good. I want to be a good person.

Encourage me to shares my heart.


*remind me to be a good daughter for my parents, no matter how ** they are.


momento

It feels hurt sometimes when everything seems like moving forward.

And I am lingering on the same spot. Wishing for a new leaf. Waiting for the summer. 

I wish I can make it up for my self.

But I can't.

That is not how it works.

You just can't let the universe to take care of you. 


*can't fight this feeling - finn hudson

Sabtu, 01 Mei 2010


+628527******* :  Hai…

+628158******* : Oi. Who’s this.

+628527******* : Q Andre. What’s your name.

+628158******* : Sorry, I don’t do chit chat. What do you want. How do you get my number?

 

(no further reply)

 

That was happened 20 minutes ago. A SMS came in to my inbox. Honestly, I don’t do chit-chat. Not because I am relationship or else. That’s just not me. Am I being too bluntly? Well, I guess I am not. I am being simple. I have said what want.

 

Come on. I don’t know how old the sender is. But, in my opinion, that kind of lines, won’t work for me. Q?! What’s that!? A guy, who’s too lazy to write, me, I am,  Aku or gue, won’t be at my league.

 

I am just wondering, if he’s older than me or at least in my age. This man has a big reason for being left out and single. Oops. He’s immature. The pick up lines said a lot.

If you’re under 20 and still dependent with your mom, I guess I will understand it.

 

But in my age? My twenty fucking something age? I bet you should already get a lot of vocabularies from your dating experiences. And that lines, is so last century.

 

Hhh. What am I doing? Ranting in the early morning of a bright and beautiful Sunday morning? Jeeze.

 

Another note for you guys in the matching seasons. Address properly. Be manly enough to introducing your self from the 1st place, pick up a good hallo lines. Read a lot. Watch a lot. Knows your target better. If, the girl is picky and too bitchy like me. You won’t get anymore further. Ha ha.