I'm Too Sexy For My Blog

Peace Out, Up Yours, Rock On

It's Good Friday again. Things have never been the same ever since i watched "Passion of The Christ", and i view Christ's death in a brand new perspective. I'm particularly overwhelmed this year - maybe it's due to the fact that i rub shoulders with Death every single day, or perhaps due to my accumulating life experiences. I guess my tattoo will serve as a reminder of the daily crosses i have to bear.

I can imagine Christ asking me what he did to deserve this.

Nothing. Nothing at all.

Anyway, i spent yesterday morning practising Dad's song. CRAP, i can't believe how screwed up my playing has become! Jamming too much technical music that requires such intense soloing has made me lose my precision in chord playing. Furthermore, my left hand plays like a half dead snail. I seriously need to sit down and practice.

Went down to PS to check out the jazz piano and drum classes. I'm seriously tempted to pick up jazz piano and go for the ABRSM exams. But still, i reckon drums will be more fun. I was never a jazz person to begin with anyway.

Spent the evening watching the first leg of the "Indie-pendant Weekend" at the Esplanade. There were 2 bands that played. One was way better than the other, but i shan't say which. After the heart attack that Lennat gave me ("I KNOW YOU FROM YOUR BLOG!"), i shall refrain from making any personal comments lest strange people read my blog and sue me for slandering.

I'm hyped up. Need to start jamming soon!

Anyway, have a good long weekend. Peace Out, Screw It, Rock On!