Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Let's go Celtics!

Celtics are playing as we speak, if I'm not wrong, so I wanna give a shout out to the soldiers in green.. Let's go Celtics!


Djohan! You Moving Emperor

Monday, December 14, 2009

On the go!

Figured I ought to utilize this phone's data plan, thus my contribution to this blog via the phone. On the same note, a shout out to Matthew for embracing the social phenomenon otherwise known as the iPhone :)

Spent the day with Dewi yesterday. We ended up at Gramaphone and continued where we left off last week. Main objective was to get Embrace's "Out Of Nothing", but ended up with a couple of good stuff. Calla's "Collision" went for about 5 bucks, got Dead Meadows for about the same price as well. Minus went for a dollar, and Del The Funky Homosapien's "The Other Side Of The Brain" went for 4 bucks. Also grabbed this classical compilation called "Silence" which might come in handy when some down time is needed to chill.

Have a good week fellas.

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Saturday, December 12, 2009

Turnpike Gates - Lifetime

We would drag ourselves to bed.
And sleep took everything I had, I kept it up till he would call.
You made me feel like a criminal.
And then there's you, you kept a smile though I would always walk the wire.
You gave it all.
I gave you reason to have doubt.
I had to get out of there.
I took the stairs.
I don't wanna fight with you if I can't be the one to have you.
You sat that chair like a queen in the kitchen.
I memorized the lines your eyes made at every squint you shot my way.
We would drag ourselves to bed.
And sleep took everything I had.
I kept it up till he would call.
You made me feel like a criminal.
And then there's you, you kept a smile though I would always walk the wire.
But you're miserable and I'm useless, always making up excuses.
I made you cry too many times.
So I'm hanging up that line.
I'm throwing rocks at your floor.
I'm knocking down your front door.
I'm desperate tonight and I just wanna fight.
It's my confusion that lets me act so cold.
So now I'll go, go, go.
And you wanna be just left alone.
Put down that phone, cause if you want me just call out "hey boy".