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Monday, June 23, 2008

The Comeback Kid

Boo. Haha.. Rock on.


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- 1:37 AM

Sunday, June 22, 2008

The Casus Belli

Note To Self:
to think too much,
to die too soon.
to laugh too little,
my life be brittle.

and i'm way too young to die.
it's too soon to say goodbye.

so why think?

\m/


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- 8:49 PM

Friday, June 20, 2008

The Plague You Just Can't Kill

I managed to recover fast from yesterday's anguish. Well, it occurred again. And I think it was amongst the worst that's ever happened.. Hmmm.. Fagg. My head almost blew up. I felt really terrible.. So terrible I was comparable to a pile of crap. Even a pile of crap isn't as worthless - they can still be used as fertilizers. I just.. Hmmm.. Oh fuck it. It's pointless to tell anyway.. But I really needed someone to talk to at that point of time.. But then again, I was having second thoughts.. I wouldn't want others to feel like shit too, would I? Man, if only I could pen down or even draw out what I was thinking and show it to the world...

(And thanks Aziz.. So sorry I just had to go off during our conversation.. Hope you understand, dude..)

Hmmm.. At least the sunset and the sight of kids laughing and running around with their happy family at Vivocity calmed me down.. And of course, the many couples that were around.. They just made me more envious. Oh well..

ps: Oh.. And hey.. I understand your situation. Your bro needed you. No need to apologize, yeah.. And thanks for the advice.. Cheers.

Note To Self:
the things that are reason enough for me to keep going on..
- my mum
- music
- you


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- 11:51 PM

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

The Not Now But Later

Please stay until I'm gone
I'm here hold on to me I'm right here
Waiting
And take my one last breath,
And don't forget that I will be right here
Waiting..

Note To Self:
can you stay a little while longer?
at least until i say those 3 words
please don't leave just yet
please..


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- 11:52 PM

Monday, June 16, 2008

The Unspoken

Many things left unsaid
Build up like tar in lungs

I'm suffocating

I breathe in darkness
The only thing that will embrace me
The only something I deserve

Never exhaling

Saving others from the smoke
No one should feel my pain
Nobody should even know

Never talking

I stay seated with my mouth shut

Only inhaling

Many things untold
Build up like piles of waste

I'm decaying

Wishing to cry out apologies
To those who called me friend
Not letting them close enough to know

I feel haunted
And it is my own fault.

Note To Self:
you can't make everyone happy.
i've tried.
it's impossible.


reminisced;
- 11:53 PM

Saturday, June 7, 2008

The March Of The Infantry Infants

Our set tonight can only be described in two words and only two words:

so fuggin' awesome!

The stage was completely ours. Ahaha.. We gave them all one bad-ass performance. And yeah, we also exceeded the original time limit of 5 minutes playing time. We did erm.. a 10 minutes show? Haha.. So here's the outline of what happened..

2pm: I managed to ask my manager for an early release. Luck was on my side. She let me off at 1.57pm.
2.30pm: Quickly rushed off to Amin's void deck. Met the rest there. Helped out carrying the mixer and amps and other shit into the car. Reached school 10 minutes later.
3pm - 5.30pm: We tested our equipment. Mic'd up the amps, plugged everything into our portable mixer. Problems arised. Managed to fixed it. Full rehearsal commenced. Everything went smooth. Oh and the other bands performing were awesome too.. But we were the awesomest. Heh.
6pm: Washed up at one the school toilets. Felt fresh. And I smelt nice too. Hee.. Anyways, we had our free 'dinner' soon after that. 'Dinner' = a small box of white rice, green vegetable, some chicken chunks and a soap-like fishcake. No wonder it's free.. But then, it made me full. Haha.. Free stuff are always fulfilling..
7.30pm: Everyone was all dressed up in cool smart outfits.. All except us. Hahaha! We were just being ourselves. We were the slackest attired band there. Erm.. Let's see.. I was only wearing my black 3-quarters and Delifrance top uniform and my Vans snickers? Jackass.. Wooo..
7.45pm: It began. And shit, a couple of shit happened. This guitarist from another band spoiled his FAB distortion pedal. The keyboard for another band is not producing any sound from its amp. I looked at Yu Wei, the performance coordinater. I could see panic in her eyes.. Ooohh. And the curtains were already opened. So I just helped out trying to fix the keyboard problem. And it worked! Ahaha.. And as for the guitarist, one of my band members just told him to screw his pedal and make do with the settings in the amp. Voila.
8.15pm: The stage was empty. Audiences were waiting for sumthin they were unsure of. I looked at my band mates. Amin and Syamil gave that grin. Next thing we knew, everyone of us were grinning. It's time. The moment we came out from the backstage and started walking to our instruments, the crowd just went wild. Who wouldn't.. I think it's because of Syamil. Heh. I was bewildered by the crowd. Didn't expect it would be that many. So while the rest were starting up their amps, Syamil gave me the cue to start. And so we began..

Blitzkreig Bop by The Ramones was our first song. It was supposed to be a build up. To pump up the mood. It was really crazy when we heard the crowd go "Hey ho, let's go!" along with Syamil. And I swear I heard someone screamed my name out loud. Sadly, it was a coarse guy's voice.. Ergh.. We pulled through the first song.. Round 1, over. Now for round 2..

Dammit by Blink 182 was our second song for our medley. Heee.. Our forte. And and and.... Guess what, remember this line in the song:

"The steps that/I retrace/The sad look/On your face/The timing/And structure/Did you hear/You ........ her"

We just couldn't resist but to breakdown for one bar and scream out that word in the blank out loud. So loud that people didn't actually notice we were swearing! Ahaha.. Hmm.. What's the word again.. Duck? Luck? Oh right.. Fuck.

We ended our medley with an instrumental, Grab The Devil By The Horns by Sum 41. It was sweet. Haha.. I just love the part when our 3 guitarists synchronized headbanging while playing their riffs. And I was like at the back swinging my whole arms while crashing the cymbals and snare. It's great to know that everyone was enjoying ourselves on stage. We had that 'fuck the sound system, let's fucking rock the stage' attitude. And yeah...

ON 7TH JUNE 2008,
SINISTER INFANTS

ROCKED THE STAGE OF
RIVERSIDE SEC HOMECOMING!

Next stop: the world? Heh. All in all, I'd like to thank us all for making things happen. Amin, Hamzah, Iswan, Syamil and Zakaria.. AND special thanks to Abdul Aziz for always being there for us. Hmmm.. I still can't believe that we still made it after so many shit that happen. A band started in sec 2, formed by 5 jackasses.. Many came and went, but in the end, we stick to our original casts. Haha.. I so love this band. It's the only one place I could be myself. Thanks guys.

Okay. Now I'm gonna start doing some compositions for us. Next stop would be Singapore Polytechnic. Count on that. Till then.. Cheers and rock on. \m/


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- 11:57 PM

Thursday, June 5, 2008

The End Is Forever

Here's a mathematical problem sum for you to solve:

Amin, Aziz, Hamzah, Iswan, Syamil and Zakaria (in alphabetical order) went for their jamm rehearsal session on one Thursday afternoon at studio A, which charges at $16 per hour. They rehearsed for 2 hours. At the end of the session, Hamzah, Syamil, Zakaria and Amin gave the owner $10, $10, $10 and $5 respectively. If Zakaria received and kept the $3 change, how much money must each of them receive from or pay each other such that everyone contributes $6.40 for the whole jamming session?

Meanwhile, while you're cracking your heads trying to figure out the solution, here are some updates. Firstly, it's 2 more days till Riverside Homecoming. Kinda nervous about it though.. Heh. Ours would be the second set, if I'm not wrong.. I just hope I won't get screwed.. Shit. The rehearsal's at 2pm and I'll only end work at 4pm. How convenient.. Well, god speed guys.. We'll rock the stage.

Next, I'm still thinking whether to use Better Left Unsaid for my REMT song.. Heh. When fickle-minded-ness attacks.. Well, we'll decide tomorrow. I've got a melody and a few lines stuck in my head now. Kinda last minute.. Heh. But I don't think it'll be good if I use this new song.. Haven't got the right arrangement yet. But then again... It might be the best song, OR the worst song.. We'll see tomorrow when Logic is accessible. Oh, and by the way, the lyrics are going to be.. erm.. weird. Haha.. A result of too much thinking..

Finally, my weekly practice session will start once I get at least half of my assignments done. I really need to brush up my drums knowledge.. Maybe experiment new stuff. I've got to upgrade myself fast. Percussions, it's the only category of instrument I can really shine. And rhythms just happens to be the only one thing I'm most comfortable doing. Hmmm.. Oh the pressure and the loads of work to do.. Well, if Evan can do it, why not me? Heh.

Ciao.

Note To Self:
this new song's gonna be the most mushy-est song i've ever written about a girl.
haha.. weirdly mushy.
a wee bit heavy though.. haha.
till then..


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- 9:00 PM

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

The Glow

Note To Self:
It's not the eyes, but the glance.
It's not the lips, but the smile.
It's not the skin, but the touch.

I'm bedazzled.


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- 10:01 PM

Sunday, June 1, 2008

The Disco.r.dance

Fallen angel how you've changed
Poison runs through your veins
You were never a saint but now you're a sin
Spoiled rotten from within
Who clipped your wings so useless?
Cut them yourself?
Chewed off your own?
Good thinking
You were coming apart and I thought I could help you
Through the fever
Not the first one
Not the last one
I'm not sorry for you
I remember a time when everything that you knew I thought I already knew in my mind
And I thought you knew the same
I know the truth will set you free
Cracked and crazy baby


Hmmm.. Music exploration is awesome. It's a wonder how you could twitch the fundamentals here and there and make it sound weirdly you. Experimentations.. I don't know, it just struck me. Irregular discordance time signatures, constantly changing.. Dissonant chords and multi-timbrel usage that cause emotional outburst. And finally, sumthin that I cannot resist, the complex, out-of-this-world rhythmic structures = awesome drum rhythms.

Found a few bands doing that. All that mathcore, math rock, minimalist and experimental music. I'm like hooked to The Fall of Troy, AUM and 65daysofstatic now. Heh. One of my new goals to achieve this year is to do math rock for either REMT or MIDI. I know it's going to receive a lotta of critics 'cuz majority won't understand it or even like it. It'll be noise pollution to them. Well screw it. At least I know that Spicer's going to appreciate it. Heh. Maybe it could be my signature art piece ever. I'm still exploring. Till then..

Note To Self:
i shed tears while wishing upon a star
one, 'cuz the star was blinking way fast
two, 'cuz it was moving when it's not supposed to
three, 'cuz i think it was an airplane
four, 'cuz i kept on wishing despite knowing the fact that it's an airplane
and five, 'cuz i know even if it was a star, my wish won't be granted

and i dreamt of you
yet again
it was a sweet one
so sweet that i cursed myself for waking up..


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- 10:09 PM

EL INTROVERTO

el introverto

Zakaria
Officially 19
Demure by nature
Straight, single and not-looking
Music & Audio Tech student at SP
Drums & percussions
Sinister Infants
Melodic punk rock

i am just the way i am. judge me for all you want. it doesn't matter. it didn't matter. it will not matter. be nice. and maybe with a wee bit of a miracle, i might just be whoever you want me to be.

THE SONG FOR YOU

THE WISHLIST

Get above 3.0 for 2nd year's GPA
Get that scholarship
Write a poetry compilation book
Finish writing the 3 songs
Record those 3 songs
That white electric guitar
New Zildjian drumsticks
Sinister Infants reunion
Perform on that homecoming event
Break this inner barrier
Tell her
Read her mind
Write her a goodbye-i'll-go-unless-you-stop-me song


THE WALL




THE HEROES AND HEROINES

Afiq
Ain
Amin
Amir
Angela
Arini
Aziz
Cerlyn
Crystal
Danial
Dayana
Dina
Elmo
Gazali
Imran
Iswan

Jali

Jethro

Joel
Jun Rong
Kak Nisa (cuzzin)
Kamilliya
Lenus
Liyana
Lloyd
Nafeesa
Namira
Naqib
Nisa
Radhiah
Radhiyah
Sakinah
Shafiq
Shakir
Sharina
Suhailah
Syafiqah
Syamil
Syima
Thaqif
Vicky
Wiwik
Zoul
Zubaidah



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