Reasons to rant

Well..i just realised basically no one is using blogger anymore and if you are, it's not going to get much traction unless you happen to be The Sartorialist or equivalent to that. Yes,i know,it's quite sad. Now go home and weep and sob because your meaningless existence will never cease to be anything but. Terribly sorry for being such a wet blanket but then again there's a fine line between optimism and delusion. As for me,unless you cross that line,you'll probably jump out in front of the first train you see. So i pretend that there are people who actually bother to move their fat, stubby and severly un-used fingers to click on their mouse and read my insignificant ramblings. Seriously,it gives me boundless joy..heck,i don't even need to take my anti-depressants anymore. On to what's going on with me and why i've been so absent from this blog (if you can even call it that). I've actually been living my life instead of being busy creating a fictional online life just to display how awesomely cool and sophisticated my "life" is. SHOCKING! I ACTUALLY HAVE A LIFE?! My deduction is that God's been doing some charity work in order to gain more support for Her/His campaign and at the same time boost Her/His polls. Other than forgiving a few sins here and there, She/He has been taking pity on pathetic dorks with monotonous lives,like me! I've no idea what kind of message this sends but as along as it's to my benefit,who cares? Unfortunately,I am that shallow and superficial..it's part of what makes me an asshole. On a musical note (pun totally intended), I've been seriously obsessed with Real Estate and it's extremely aggravating that i am unable to find their album "Days" anywhere. We Are Trees is another band that I just love, their EP definitely deserves some checking out. Michael Kiwanuka's music is also very real and organic. It's real people playing real music with real instruments which is totally worth your time. Unlike the autotuned, mass produced, manufactured pop you hear nowadays. Thank God (for the record, I don't believe in religion). Anyway,I still haven't read Franzen's "Freedom" which is really quite unfortunate because i've been meaning to for some time. Although,I've read Murakami's "Wind-up Bird Chronicles". yes,so i'm a little late but I don't give a shit. Do you? No, I didn't think so. Thanks for your concern. It's duly appreciated. Hmm....oh! I've watched Allen Ginsberg's sort-of biopic, "Howl". It's mind blowing how much James Franco's voice resembles Ginsberg's and not to mention, Franco does a brilliant job in portraying the talented poet. The thing that saddens me is that surreal movies such as "Howl" get almost little to no publicity whereas movies where glittering vampires impregnate expressionless humans get so much publicity that it's practically nauseating. And my flavour of the month is Joseph Gordon-Levitt, a fabulously talented actor. He's right up there with Julian Casablancas, James Franco,Jonathon Franzen and David Foster Wallace. Well, that's all for now. Till next time, my dear unloved...

Hola! it's me again...what to say to a bunch of people who seem to exist purely in my imagination? How to write to fulfill my ego? Those are the questions;not "to be or not to be?" Yes, i just claimed my problems were deserved more priority from mankind than Shakespeare...so...let me start by informing all of you on what I've been listening recently. Been on a real Nirvana kick again...also just got out off my Gruff Rhys phase...Bright Eyes new record has been on repeat. What else? uh...quite a bit of Lou Reed and Bowie....some Lykke Li tracks (go listen to "Sadness is a Blessing")....Sharon Van Etten's "One Day" is a pretty one....oh and Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros makes the world look better without the help of 'shrooms. Ok, i got music out of the way..now books. Reading "Remains of the Day" by Kazuo Ishiguro...just finished "Dubliners" by Joyce n Ray Bradbury's "Farenheit 451"....want to read Jonathon Franzen's book (yes, i haven't read it till now)....reading some Hawthorne as well....only started a bit on Karl Marx....Confucious' biography was quite interesting. That's all, i guess. Now...movies,movies...just watched "Daydream nation" (awesome movie with an awesome soundtrack)...re-watched Tsui hark's "In the Mood for Love" and "Forrest gump"....recently watched "Saving Private Ryan" (it was good; for an action movie)...watched "Let Me In" starring 2 freakishly talented child actors....n i'm gonna indulge on my geeky side n watch "HP7" so sue me. There's only one tv show i really want to watch n dat is "Bored to Death"...already watched season 1 but not 2..but i digress. You must be having sleepless nights over why i haven't posted any lyrics/poetry (as i like to think that they deserve such a label). Well...i'm noy fuckin inspired....so that's all for today, boys and girls. Thanks for coming on

rambles of an inapproiately sane organism??

Not able to read between the lines
what's that,darling?
lets jump down the rabbit hole
through a looking glass
the world torments me so
never to be present
oh,colours that vary
forming our languor
but it doesn't matter
nothing may not get better
i remember you told me
the impassioned shall succumb
and thus,no more will we probe

Tell me something boring
i'm no more interested
than i was before
gotta wake now
before the night comes
to reap our souls
but,no,you said more
everything must fall
to get a fix
out of natural order
just look out,darling
we must jump the gun
but don't pull the trigger
our senses fail us
desperately i hold on
but you smirk and say
'tis just another day

R.I.P clean toilets n captain beefheart

My,my,don't we look smashing 2day? Yes,u in ur star trek pyjamas n me in my battlestar galactica t-shirt....real sci-fi theme,eh? Oh,don't cry 4 me,s'pore! Now dat i've returned 2 reality meaning dirty, "fragant" m'sian toilets,yes,i shall miss u,toilets where holding my breath n turning purple is not a necessity. Hmm,how 2 sum up my s'pore trip? Honestly,i don't have 2 blog bout it,it's not as if i went 2 d States or Europe....but compared 2 kids in Africa,i'm relatively blessed...but dats a bit of a cop-out

Curiousity Day
Sipping cocktails of vile colours
What decadence on display
Bubbling on 57 floors
falling south over elemental fear
mentally slamming into metal ants
lights blinding our bloodshot eyes
glazed with riches unattainable
the day has come
when good news arrived
re-enacted on orchard road

"Excitement" Day
In 5 different worlds
There's psychotic birds n dolls
Prehistoric pets roaming
towards my preserved corspe
Look,writhing in nonchalant thrill
adrenaline flows backwards
more drinking as it fills
when rock moves forward
Looking at 3 barren souls
guiding our sojourn

Waking up Day
Oh,mama,look,no hands!
close your eyes
there's no ceiling above
only way's to go round
i can't say no more
what,taking flight now?
what's the hurry,dear?
arrival is imminent
don't abandon me
as it looms closer

Now dat i'm done wif my narcissism,last but not least (such a cliche expression), R.I.P Captain Beefheart who has completely bewildered me with his music

What sage? ask the weather

Well,lovely weather,ain't it? Everyone likes d weather but not weather men. Ironic,no? The thing bout the weather is it's predictable in it's unpredictability,a juxtaposition of sorts. Now,"hi" n "hey" is tiresome so y not start wif d weather? saves time. Since my unsuccessful attempt at d 5 words or less per line style,i shall re-attempt in a mission 2 try n salvage watever little cred i had 2 begin wif. Dis is a random monologue of.....hmm.....it's up 4 interpretation

a shrug of shoulders

a hug of sorts

propelling him wif fuel

to a life on baker's street

oh,my,wat a crash

as he lets go

of pulling strings

n layered brick walls

she may not care

of wat dey have 2 bear

as a bad expression changes

into a form of religion

for fuckin NY hipsters

3AM martinis

turbulance turns to delirium

drowning her questions

we,me,they,us

to label is to invalidate

why,yes,our philosopher

long gone before we could

mash the suburbs wif citybugs

weed smoking him

sharing weather

wif matronly her

Let's share the weather,shall we?

Farewells,a glimpse of what may be

Au revoir,my sub-concious readers as a figment of my imagination. Instead of starting wif hullo,i'm starting wif a farewell greeting...why,u probably don't ask? i don't seem 2 have a clue either...strange,or not. If u have been religiously reading my blog as u do d bible (because i lyk 2 pretend dat my non-existent minions r pious catholic schoolgirls n choirboys), u wud have noticed dat i deleted my previous post bout d state of mainstream music. Well,i was watching a music video on everyone's fav site, YOUTUBE! (hooray 4 d masses!) n it seemed lyk everyone posted a comment on wat they thought n i said "y can't dey juz sit back n enjoy d music,y do u have 2 put in ur 2 cents worth 4 everything? now wait a moment,nicole,dats wat u juz did on ur blog" Now u can be a lot of things in life,a garbage man,a cuban working in d tobacco fields or even a gay hobo but not a hypocrite cause everyone hates hypocrites,even hypocrites.Cause its in their nature 2 do so. Okie,now dat i'm well n done wif my explainatory intro,on 2 less/more frivololous topics of livelihood (mine 2 be exact cause us humans r egocentric poseurs. yes,even u philantrophists). Now,d unincredible,only a 7/12 amazing n even less awesome moi shall attempt 2 sum up my bandung trip in 5 words or less per line as sumone said it was 2 much of a burden 2 read a draggy,long paragraph (i hate making paragraphs,utterly useless if u ask me) unless ur a pious catholic girl.

Touchdown day
Small n cramped
housing nou rich
hobos wif their kiddies
making tunes 2 gratify d palate
cans of sardines
made from people
looking 2 achieve
society's hedonistic aims
eastern dutch ,i say
little 2 pay

Rainy day
hot but never humid
God forbid
watching life slip down
the bright blue tarpaulin
as it chills
but never fills
up in d valley
christians say grace
2 counter their exquisite taste
holed up wif 69 cultures

Not so rainy day
baby elephant pancakes
swirling wif a screaming orgasm
d drizzles forming loops
on knitted grey wool
in elephant village
we drink 2 strawberries
a toast to
the city of flowers
where impoverished kids play footie
wif no booties

Departure day
regret wat may not
be regretted as we leave
a rush,a race
swiping wat could have been
time slaps us in d face
as does reality 2 havens
bidding adieu 2 a facade
of merry-making n riches
mercilessly waitng 4 d delay
of departure

footnote: pls 4give any spelling errors or grammatical mistakes as my philosophy is 2 never reread my posts cause it seems kinda narcissistic,don't u think?

Wishlist

Hello,my little non-existent fishies! this whole post is dedicated 2 my wishlist meaning my list of desired cd's n books 4 my upcoming day of birth....1 problem i detest encountering is getting a gift 4 someone's b'day.some ppl have actually delusioned themselves dat other ppl r born wif d power 2 mind read n after slaving away juz on wat 2 get dem,when dey open ur present,dey try 2 hide their crestfallen faces..but lest u not 4get,i'm not blind,u don't lyk my present,i can tell. Therefore 2 spare my present givers any headaches n humilation l8r on,i shall kindly prepare a wishlist 2 avoid causing irrevocable brain damage 2 those kind souls.the title comes 1st followed by d artist or authors

CD's
1. Is this it-The Strokes (their debut n quinessential album,how can i call myself a strokes fan without this album?)

2. The flying club cup-Beirut (balkan music with harmonic layering,spa day 4 my ears)

3.Bitte orca-Dirty projectors (any band that can fuse alt-rock wif indie pop n soul is worth listening to)

4. Ain't that good news-Sam cooke ("a change is gonna come"...need i say more?)

5.Norway-beach house (Victoria legrand's dreamy vocals is a must-listen)

6.Broken bells-Broken bells (Danger mouse+james mercer=melancholic power collaboration)

7.First Impressions of Earth-The Strokes (a few strokes favs are on dis album)

8.The Suburbs-Arcade fire (Win butler n co outdid themselves with multi-instrumental melodies n jaded outlook lyrics)

9.Sigh no more-Mumford and sons (it's folk,you can't go wrong)

10.Lungs-Florence + the machine (2 words:Florence Welch)

BOOKS
1.The Odyssey-Homer
2.The divine comedy-Dante
3.Beatrice and Virgil-Yann martel
4.Notes from underground-Fyodor Dostoevsky
5.The Picture of Dorian gray-Oscar Wilde
6.The Analects-Confucious
7.Freedom-Jonathon Franzen
8.The Present Age-Soren Kierkegaard
9.The wind-up bird chronicles-Haruki Murakami
10.The Canterbury Tales-Geoffrey Chaucer