Social Dissection

Not only is that the title of a pretty enjoyable EP, it also reflects my thoughts which have been in a whirlwind for Friday.

The parents of 2 friends, by way of their(the parents not them) behaviour, have made me appreciate mine a lot more. I hate it when my mom calls to ask where I am when I'm in the middle of my own business, but I should probably realize all she does is call, instead of insisting I come back home or bitching about me not picking up the past 3 times. Also, all the internal household battles I had to witness and sometimes get caught up in, are a thing of the past and I've made my peace with it, despite the horrible scars they undoubtedly leave behind.(figuratively, of course.) The criticism I so vemehently despised has mostly been replaced with soft encouragements and advice to take it easy. I really have it better than many in that department, I should really stop thinking the divorce situation makes my life so much worse than others. It was painful in the initial stages when no one was there but me, but hey, I emerged stronger as a result. And it's pretty good now. I'll hit myself if I complain again.

As for those 2 friends, I doubt you'll read this but if you are ever bored enough to, you've both got a friend who understands and will render any necessary assistance. Cheers!

GP promo was relatively easy, especially next to the motherfucking "work" assignment.

Drawing Down The Moon

Listening to this amazing piece of work by those silly silly musicians. Beherit are awesome.

Example of how little wankery there is in black metal : I learnt to play The Gate Of Nanna in 1 listen. Getting a satisfying tone is another matter altogether. My amp sucks major dick. It's a little practice amp so I shouldn't complain too much about not getting a grim and frostbitten sound out of it but it's still fucking annoying. When I move out, a good amp will take precedence over a sofa.

Will not complain about studies, everyone does that. Will instead play some guitar to relieve stress before plunging in again. Will eat a Subway cookie even though dinner is about 2 minutes away.

Called down to CMB for a stupid fucking reason today, waste of goddamned time and cabfare. This is what every male here above 19 means when he says "army cock up". Maybe somebody SHOULD make a half-assed invasion attempt on Singapore just to shake things up. Our neighbour across the sea would be perfect. Efficiency attained, and we get to slaughter lots of them and call it war so that makes it all right. Then we don't have any more fucked-in-the-head situations like the one I went through today, and our friends go back to caning people who drink beer. Oh I'm sorry, am I pissing someone off? Think of an imaginary dish to invent, then file a complaint for me to duly ignore. As a sign off, FUCK YOU, fuck your chefs/cooks/whatever, and fuck everything they've ever made.

Jupiter

Listening to The Planets by Gustav Holst. Jupiter and Mars in particular are incredible, mind blowing epics. This was the Manowar of the classical era, like Wagner was probably the Black Sabbath of his time. Some people say it's pretentious to listen to classical music and attempt to link it to heavy metal, but I don't give 2 shits, good music is good music. Po-po-po-po-poker face...

Rather lonely now. Solitude is rather enjoyable, especially while listening to Jupiter: The Bringer Of Jollity, calming, majestic piece. But having someone to share it with would make it even more special. I think I've long moved past the stage where you try to get a girl just cuz she's hot and you can show her off to your friends. Girls who don't at least like to listen to good music or are too airheaded to even have a basic conversation about intelligent topics are a huge-turnoff. I guess I just want someone I can share thoughts with intimately and intelligently. Sigh...... maybe I should persuade some dudes I know to have a sex-change xD.

Classical mood is over, since no one's home I will proceed to blast some Kreator and hopefully get in an hour of economics. Kreator first. \m/

Ok I lied

With the stress level coming to an all-time high it's suicidal for me to cut off an avenue of venting frustration/hate. I always thought that if I was going to kill myself it would involve some evil magick rituals to cast the anguish in my spirit(duh, otherwise why would I kill myself) outwards to the rest of the world and let them feel the pan of someone else's suffering. But I think now if I were to go through with the act it'd be just a kitchen knife into the throat. Wrists bleed too slowly.

The worst part about cramming enough content to last 3 O levels into my head is that I wouldn't have to do it so bad if I hadn't been slacking off the first part of the year. Maybe I should have taken A maths. Maybe I should have gone to an arts course. My internal voice would then say "Hey, but you got too meet some cool people by choosing bCME, right?"
Actually, the treatment I've been receiving from a few of these people isn't exactly warranting me thanking my lucky stars that I've met them. Know 2% of me and judge the rest. If there ever were a social pulpit, they're on it. K not all, just some. That it doesn't make it acceptable. I don't even want respect, just courtesy. Humanity today....

Even now, once-good friends are seeming to trail off. Don't know what I've done, but it certainly did nothing to harm anyone. Maybe it's just this fucking exam mentality of the fucking institute that is driving some of those mentioned to act coldly towards people who merely want social interaction with those they consider friends.

Last post til after exams. Boo ya.

I am at Sanity Obscure's myspace page now, shall post some short thoughts. "Dethrone The King" is quite midpaced, goes with the heaviness thing they got going on for that song, but really, they could use a dual guitar attack, the riffs kinda lack depth/body, not much for the listener to bite into. Like a lot of sauce and fries(technicality, tempo changes), but the steak(RIFFS man, RIFFS) is a bit too small. Being unique is one thing, but it's better to improve than to try and be different from people. Gotta love the Kount's vocals.

D-beat and crust punk is awesome. "Ohhhhhh, ohh ohh, ohh ohh, ohh ohhhhh". - The Casualties.

Will post no more til after exams. Seriously, at 17, one is expected to have some form of discipline.

Idea is settled, will write fanzine for music after promos. A good one. I always felt zines had to have this balance between stuff like terrorizer(informative but way too much -core in it for its own good) and kvlt fanzines(ramblings of some recluse with little info about any music besides his own iPod playlist). Metal Maniacs had that balance. I'll aim for the same. Anyone interested contact me(I know I won't get any responses from you nonsense people)

Be back after exams. Til then, CYFAWS. <----ask me if you don't know that relatively famous acronym.

Escalate The Pestilence

Crouching over my stereo eating cornflakes with milk while bleeding my ears to some good old Impiety, weird. Listening to a substantial amount of heartland metal lately. A lot of local music ranges from barely tolerable to utter shit but there are a few gems, and there is a tiny but dedicated fanbase I guess. The rest of Singapore downloads music and quarrels about it on Stomp forums. Quaint.

PS: Aside from the obvious Impiety and Abhorer, Heidon, Xanadoo, AotS, Ironfist, Oshiego, Helvette/Sect Insanabilis(see Triumvirate:Coalition Of The Despised, the 3 way split with Exetheris). This is good Singapore music. Not some "indie(yeah right)" musicians who write freakin national day songs. Am in the process of writing reviews for them on metal-archives, but gotta grab some of their shit first.

Oh well, I guess this whole post has got to be about music. Metal and accessibility shouldn't go in hand. It wouldn't be the same if it was popular. I listen to good music first and foremost, but one of the bonuses of metal is knowing how evil, disgusting, unholy and noisy it is for outsiders. That's where being a nondenominational christian and knowing more about it than most sunday schoolers is so fun, scaring them with these lyrics. Honestly, people are disturbed by this.

Well what do you know, someone already got disturbed enough to mention it to me. Hence I've taken lyrics down, but wow, you people, wow.