Aug 12, 2016
So here’s an invitation:
Wreck this journal.
Scribble wildly, violently, with reckless abandon.
seen from Denmark
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seen from United States
So here’s an invitation:
Wreck this journal.
Scribble wildly, violently, with reckless abandon.
So I've been absent for a while. Here's what happened. I got married. With the love of my life. And it's been great, honest! Of course, some absurdities here and there tend to happen, including some mohawks, jellyfish sting, indonesian tradisional lap-dancers, crazy circus and more.
Oh by the way, it's Real Love that I'm covering this time. In sort of a John Lennon-Regina Spektor confusion kinda of yadda yadda. I love that song. It's our first dance song in the wedding, where we successfully managed to embarrass everyone and ourselves with our awkward moves. But we're happy. Ever so happy.
I'll blog more with some pictures. In the meantime, toodles!
Everyone's on Morrissey frenzy lately. So here it is, an attempt on Please Please Please Let Me Get What I want.
This song means a hell lot to me. The last couple of days before I decided to fuck all and leave Jakarta, I was listening to this song, at least 10 times a day. It was some sorts of rockspell-gospel. And for every chant of passage he sang, I believed him I did.
All you Morrissey's fans out there, don't hate me. I know my cover sucks behemoth's balls. But I made my disclaimer long time ago. I love playing my ukulola and I don't think anyone could love me playing as much as I do. So there.
An attempt at Bjork's Hyperballad on ukulola. I've been feeling pretty weird lately (Pre-tat madness, post tooth surgery crazyness, this that) and this song just stuck in my head for days.
Picture taken from: http://www.dorithegiant.com
Listen to me play Fountains of Wayne's "Half a Woman" on my ukulele at 2:00 a.m. in the bathroom behind the garage! It starts off better than I thought it would. It ends worse. I couldn't find the chords, so I just decided to play it by ear today.
Honestly, I didn't think I'd be able to do this yet.
