you know, its weird how life is some days.
sometimes you don't know where to go, and you wander around aimlessly.
you know very well that you don't wanna be there.
but you definitely don't know where else to go either.
so you just meander like some drunk bastard.

anyway.
i was supposed to slam the HORDES of little girls who literally queued all around bugis for some pop star thingy.
turns out not even the full band was there. just 1 guy.

its bloody sad that so many artistes with actual TALENT can remain so unknown in singapore while 1 pretty boy without much talent can get hordes of easily impressionable little gals yapping at his heels. i wonder how many singaporeans have heard of... say... lemmy. (william if you don't know i'm kinda ashamed.)

the culture just seems to emphasize marketability over actual talent.
if dio were to audition for singapore idol he probably wouldn't make it.
but we all bloody know dio's a bloody good singer. he's a short-as-fuck (165) old (65) grandfather of twins. and he's still metal enough.

anyway i feel like i'm beating a dead horse here.
honestly, even if all the counter cultures in singapore rose up against the ah lians and xiao mei meis in the mainstream, in the end it'd still be the same.
the ah lians and xiao mei meis with act rEbEl W0rZz and start listening to metal and all.
personally, i'd be ashamed to mosh with them.
i'd rather collapse and die, gasping for breath in a pit rather than mosh alongside them.

anyway.
this seems familiar again.
its emo-wyn all over again.
its bloody depressingly familiar, innit?
ah well.
since its so bloody familiar, i can kinda say what's gonna happen next, eh?
change of focus in life i suppose.
william hurry up and get an electric.
i'm getting my bass on my birthday.
then maybe i can drop out and be a washed up mat rock 20 years down the road.
maybe i'll choke on my puke or OD or something like that instead though.
like jimi hendrix leh!

honestly, there's something in common with travis barker and jason newsted.
they both gave up stuff in life for the love of the music.
travis gave up whatever other job prospects he could have to play skate-punk.
jason newsted?
he gave up the thing most people would think the most important.
family.
instead of starting a family, he dedicated his life to music.
if only i could do that.
drop my studies and bum around fiddling with an axe for the rest of my life.
until i catch the bus.
sound familiar?
i was saying the same a year or so ago.
not really, actually.
more than a year.
but now, just maybe.
i know what to move onto.
or do i?
everything is hard when you're alone.
sometimes there are people who i can relate to.
sometimes not.
sometimes i think i can, but i'm dead wrong.
we'll see what comes now.
will i be the bassface or just another wasted assface?

In The Name Of Tragedy, by Motorhead.

Live it up, live it down til we hit the ground,
Cop a rude attitude from the world around,
Shall we see, shall we disagree,
Sing it all In The Name of Tragedy.