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| I've been thinking about a makeover.
Actually, truth be told, it's already begun.
There are too many things that I want of myself that are different from what they are now. Too many. And you can't just flip a switch and go lahdeedah and find yourself transformed. Doesn't work that way. This kind of change comes gradually, and with some effort. But it all boils down to incentives. What incentives you have to create that change within yourself.
I'm talking about that slow and steady process of evolving into someone you want to be. Growth. I suppose you could call it that.
Recently, I've been thinking a lot about happiness. About the things that make me truly happy. And I find that it's quite hard to be really honest with myself. Do I really want that new shiny item-of-desire-at-the-moment? Do I really not care that I want it? Am I copping out by saying I don't want it? I tell little white lies to myself, and at the end of all the questioning, I'm just as uncertain, if not more, of what I want. But I can feel it coming. I know that if I keep asking myself, and each time try to be a little more honest, I'll find out eventually.
I think most people tell themselves little white lies everyday, half believing them. Things like hey, I've got a job with a nice salary, life's good. Or, oh she really loves me, it's just me that always let her down. Or, I'm really, truly happy
Are you?
If you're not, ask yourself: What makes me happy, really?
And when you find out, go chase it with everything you got.
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| You know that feeling when you have your own space, all to yourself, to do whatever you like, whenever you like?
Those four walls where within you spend time playing guitar in your boxers and falling asleep, or having laugh-out-loud sessions with your friends, or just sitting and emptying your mind of the universe?
Well,
I don't have that yet. But I've a new home in cyberspace.
www.yuriwong.com
p.s. don't worry, I'll still be here tho :)
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| I've always pretty much been a 'play by ear' sort of musician; the kind that used to fail the sight-reading part of exams and made for it with aural scores. Recenty, though, I've been re-educating myself (and being re-educated by someone else) with good ol' music theory once again. The particular area of interest now is scales and modes, particularly how they relate to modern melodies. I've also been re-acquanting myself with the blues and the finger techniques (left and right) required. It's quite fun.
But none of these would matter if the music didn't have heart.
In the end, after all the technicalities, the studying, the working out of fingerings,
it's all about how the music connects, and how much of yourself you put into it.
That's how I see it. | | |
| If you were there at Laundry Bar for Moonshine last week, you would've heard the debut of this song at the end of the set. It's one of my favourites so far.
Here are the lyrics:
Wear it loud, wear it proud
Wear it till it bleeds and stains your shirt sleeve red
Pin it up, point it deep
I feel it beat and I hear me weep
But still I wear it out on my sleeve
La da dee da
It doesn't hurt
La da dee da
It's just a shirt
Ride it high, ride it good
Ride it wild and fall just like you should
It's okay, I'm alright
I'm just weeping but I'm feeling fine
And still I wear it out on my sleeve
La da dee da
It doesn't hurt
La da dee da
It's just a shirt
Oh lord it's coming
It's coming over me
That sweet, sweet misery
(repeat)
Oh lord I'm drowning
I'm drowning in the deep blue sea
Of that sweet, sweet misery
(repeat)
That sweet, sweet misery
That sweet, sweet misery | | |
| 'Yuri and Vostok1' played our debut show last night at Laundry Bar, and the one thing I can safely say is that we had great fun. And I hope you did too, if you were there.
I enjoyed Jasemaine's melodies - that girls vocals are amazing, as always, and I was glad to finally catch Plush as a full band. Lucy in the Loo rocked out, and Hana has a kickass Telecaster.
Videos and pictures to come soon. | | |
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