<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:48:50.926-07:00</updated><category term='post rock'/><category term='music'/><category term='Scarlett Johansson'/><category term='Death Cab for Cutie'/><category term='Jamie Lidell'/><category term='California'/><category term='tiffany eugenio'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>the soundtrack of my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-3751998781451865037</id><published>2009-04-15T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:26:16.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRrPdDUqI78&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRrPdDUqI78&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;Watching you as you awake&lt;br /&gt;Morning stars in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is lit up&lt;br /&gt;Day will be richer than night&lt;br /&gt;So don't think of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;It's here and now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a...&lt;br /&gt;It's a...&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;It's a...&lt;br /&gt;It's a...&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of you&lt;br /&gt;Gives me my fortitude&lt;br /&gt;Stronger than any dark cloud&lt;br /&gt;Screaming out loud&lt;br /&gt;(Hey, hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is lit up&lt;br /&gt;Day will be richer than night&lt;br /&gt;So don't think of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;It's here and now&lt;br /&gt;(Hey, hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the last day in school. It feels awfully strange yet meaningless at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great song, current obsession!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-3751998781451865037?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3751998781451865037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=3751998781451865037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/3751998781451865037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/3751998781451865037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-day.html' title='New Day'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-6477333121689931399</id><published>2009-04-13T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T06:01:52.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiffany eugenio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>i really should be studying but i just had to say it.</title><content type='html'>it's the time of the year again where exams are round the corner, but i just had to post this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl genius, guitar playing, awesome cover girl - Tiffany Eugenio. I particularly like this song of hers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFegFt7wpTE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFegFt7wpTE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's got an amazing voice, and i think her cover of Madonna's 4 Minutes was just pure genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check her mypsace out &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/tiffyiffyiffy"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's been up lately? I've attended Jason Mraz and Coldplay recently. Jason Mraz was thoroughly entertaining and that man can just make me weak in the knees anytime. Coldplay was nothing less than epic. Possibly the best concert I've ever been to thus far. It's like I could close my eyes and still had shivers running down my spine. It was beautiful, beautifully amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also added a new gadget at the end of this page that includes some of my favourite tracks. The playlist is going to keep expanding, so just you watch. I've gotten to know so many cool new bands over the past month or so, but I have been so caught up with school and work, it's been a crazy time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are round the corner, in fact, ending in 3 days. 4 years of school. In 3 days, it's all over. Finally, a chance to step out into the real world. It's all too exciting, yet scary at the same time. I'm afraid I will end up with a job that pays nothing, a life that is meaningless and leading a hollow existence. But all that said, there is also the excitement of growing up, of finally leaving dependence on my parents behind, of becoming a better person everyday, of maturing up, of finally being able to do all the things i ever wanted in this life, help the needy, volunteer at animal shelters, live on my own in my small apartment. it may be nothing now, but i feel like i'm going to start on a clean slate, and i finally get to be the writer of my own story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be off to India for my graduation trip. A time of peace, quiet and yoga on the mountains, of trekking and river rafting, it's all just too exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is always, of course, a whole lifetime of spending time with my favourite musician, the boy. guitar strings, late nights and awful singing in PJs. It just seems too right to be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: check out unwed sailor, i am david sparkle (SG based post rock band), the cinematic orchestra. all can be found on my playlist, enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-6477333121689931399?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/6477333121689931399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=6477333121689931399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/6477333121689931399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/6477333121689931399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-really-should-be-studying-but-i-just.html' title='i really should be studying but i just had to say it.'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-575682757570225440</id><published>2009-02-28T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T06:37:07.422-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post rock'/><title type='text'>post rock love.</title><content type='html'>had a chance to catch local post-rock band at the esplanade waterfront yesterday. amateur takes control is their name. check out their music here: &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=79256335"&gt;AMATEUR TAKES CONTROL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://music.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=music.popupplayer&amp;amp;sindex=-1.0&amp;amp;shuffle=false&amp;amp;amix=false&amp;amp;pmix=false&amp;amp;plid=24723&amp;amp;artid=9801581&amp;amp;profid=79256335&amp;amp;friendid=79256335&amp;amp;sseed=0&amp;amp;ptype=3&amp;amp;stime=19.319002267573694&amp;amp;ap=1"&gt;let's see if this pop-up player thing from myspace works&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought their performance was outstanding and i really like their sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SalJOgbj4DI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RH71KaHDW74/s1600-h/l_de747f55ac59ca6ec80b0c0573e9352e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SalJOgbj4DI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RH71KaHDW74/s320/l_de747f55ac59ca6ec80b0c0573e9352e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307854149405368370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm no music critic and i just hear what i hear and if i like it, i like it. honestly, a part of me has seemed to grow less vested into this music thing. i feel like there are too many music snobs around and sometimes, i just dont know where to stand with this whole music-critique thing. i would like to have a greater knowledge about music, the basics, how a simple G chord is played on a guitar, a more extensive vocabulary when it comes to describing music, knowing every single instrument and its little nuances. but i, unfortunately, don't. one thing i know, is the way music makes me feel. and there's no way i can go wrong with that. it could be cheesy, sappy ballads that make me want to gag sometimes, or i could choose to sing and dance silly all around the room. or electro dance music that makes me want to shuffle and think ravelightscrazynights, indie music for a little peace and quiet, or post-rock on a rainy chilly night to accompany the emotional aura that rules the day. it could be anything, it could happen anywhere, at any moment. and that's exactly what i love about music. it's so organic, i find it hard to keep it away from my system. sometimes, it's hard to find inspiration, it's hard to put words to a certain feeling, but music could save the day. that's a belief i will always live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on. favourite tracks of the night: ghost promises and 4207. i thought every breakdown was executed perfectly. and while i was watching them play, i caught a sneakpeek of the world around in which i was in at that moment. the bright lights, the couples walking down the river walk, the many people surrounded watching a band do what they love live on stage, and so many friends of music gathered around. it was beautiful. it was a beauty i hadn't seen in a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth is, ive been feeling very lost for the most parts. i'm starting to come to a mental halt and i've been angry at many people for a very long time. and this band put anger and melancholia in its best accompaniment i've had a chance to hear. i just sat there, hand in hand with my lover and i felt blessed. i could put two and two together. and i dont feel so lost anymore. right now, i'm at home on a saturday night, baking cookies, listening to music, listening to the rain beat down occassionally and guess what, i dont feel disappointed at all. i think i've found peace. in post-rock, which is very ironic. but it is my remedy for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that will do. that will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: the boyfriend is auditioning for baybeats. here's crossing fingers and toes boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-575682757570225440?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/575682757570225440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=575682757570225440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/575682757570225440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/575682757570225440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-rock-love.html' title='post rock love.'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SalJOgbj4DI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RH71KaHDW74/s72-c/l_de747f55ac59ca6ec80b0c0573e9352e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-1890953247959301648</id><published>2009-01-01T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:33:59.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you, tonight you're mine.</title><content type='html'>it's the new year and i spent it with some beautiful people who share a love for music like i do, talking, laughing, and enjoying a night together with no liquor but real talks and good clean fun.  i welcomed it with my darling, and we made a promise each other to always hold each other dear to our hearts and that no matter what happens, we will make it through the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been unbelievably fast, and i find it hard to comprehend the days just speeding by just like that. it's beyond me how 2008 turned out to just zip by like a flash, but it was all good. i had a good sense of who i was and what i accomplished and im proud of what i did during the past year. i met some wonderful people through out this year and made some new friends, grew apart from some, re-forged ties with those that were forgotten. no matter what, no regrets, no holding back, it's time to live with it and let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all that aside, i've managed to catch some good music vibes over these past couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SVzwKlvXQII/AAAAAAAAAWI/dtYa7K4Jphc/s1600-h/l_63b4f3cad0f15402a23828e9ad008ba7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SVzwKlvXQII/AAAAAAAAAWI/dtYa7K4Jphc/s320/l_63b4f3cad0f15402a23828e9ad008ba7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286364127346245762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;angels are architects&lt;/span&gt;. indie band from down under stopped by sunny singapore few weeks back and did a short gig at the *scape youth park. i was captured by the beauty of their music. so much so i just bought their ep without that much of a 2nd thought. they were awesome, the dynamics of the band came together nicely and the vocalist has a voice of an angel (no pun intended). there is that hint of melancholia attached to their music but yet soulful and powerful by every means. defining moment came during their song - surrender. i guess the lyrics of that song seemed fitting, 'as you stare up at the stars in the sky; and you wonder why you are who you are tonight, i love u; u're mine.' and i know it seems cliched, but at that moment i just looked up at the skies (it being an open spaced concert venue) and felt the cool air touch my lips, i knew then that everything was going to be okay, as i saw baby looking at me looking back at him. it was a magical moment and words fail me but i knew then i wanted to take a mental snap shot of that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Killers have launched their 3rd album, Day &amp;amp; Age, and I LOVE IT. single of their album, 'Human', is simply amazing. Seriously, these guys have indie and music figured right out. I could keep listening to them and dance like a mad fool all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SVzvIjLUG3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/dE97GB8O1PI/s1600-h/135846__killers_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SVzvIjLUG3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/dE97GB8O1PI/s320/135846__killers_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286362992786807666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I did my best to notice,&lt;br /&gt;When the call came down the line.&lt;br /&gt;Up to the platform of surrender,&lt;br /&gt;I was brought, but I was kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I get nervous,&lt;br /&gt;When I see an open door.&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Clear your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the cord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Are we human?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Or are we dancer?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My sign is vital,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My hands are cold.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm on my knees,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking for the answer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Are we human?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Or are we dancer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay my respects to grace and virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Send my condolences to good.&lt;br /&gt;Give my regards to soul and romance,&lt;br /&gt;They always did the best they could.&lt;br /&gt;And so long to devotion,&lt;br /&gt;You taught my everything I know.&lt;br /&gt;Wave goodbye, Wish me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You've gotta let me go."- The Killers, Human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Track 'Spaceman' doesnt fail either, and what can I say, if you don't love them, you suck. i know that argument isnt much of an argument either way but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there's the regular good ol electro stuff that I can never keep up with (there's just so many great tracks and bloody remixes) but I've found this very amazing website that I can just keep downloading shit and not feel one ounce of guilt. And I hit Home Club recently for a massive drinking party with DJ Inquisitive burning the decks. Music was mmm, as the french say it, pas mal (ie. not bad). It wasn't woah-fuck-me-this-is-great, for sure. Nonetheless, I caught up with some friends, met some unexpected friends there too and danced like a madfuck on the dancefloor. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to pick up dj-ing some day. me thinks i need to one up my cool factor asap. and it being the new year and everything, it only seems rightly so (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed, haven't slept proper in 2 days. New year, new hope, new life, new joys. share it, love it and enjoy it. kiss xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-1890953247959301648?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/1890953247959301648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=1890953247959301648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/1890953247959301648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/1890953247959301648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-you-tonight-youre-mine.html' title='i love you, tonight you&apos;re mine.'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SVzwKlvXQII/AAAAAAAAAWI/dtYa7K4Jphc/s72-c/l_63b4f3cad0f15402a23828e9ad008ba7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-2251295421846995945</id><published>2008-11-29T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T06:47:48.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm still alive, thanks for checking in.</title><content type='html'>the lack of updates has been horrible on my part, that I know. But with finals and a lack of motivation, u get what u give yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music wise, I've been feeling very uninspired of late. Haven't had the time to truly and sincerely appreciate music in its finest. it's all in drips and drabs, lacks cohesiveness and somehow all doesn't seem to quite fit. but some new stuff on the ipod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the electro-house phase is catching on, and i can't say how much i love steve aoki. that hairy bastard can mix some good shit i must say. 1967 tops it off, followed by Bloc Party. amazing amazing. totally psyched when he cruises into sunny island next weekend at zouk. so watch out for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's still the same acoustic folksy stuff that i always love. current obsessions: Lori McKenna - Beautiful Man, William Fitzsimmons and Alexi Murdoch - Orange Sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lori McKenna - Beautiful Man: Great lyrics, great song that will make u warm, fuzzy and sad all at the same time. And introduced by film genius Mr. Zach Braff, so it makes me happy, and makes me think of a particular someone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Fitzsimmons - I can't say how much his music brings such peace in my heart. It's one of those songs that u listen, u are so immersed into it, everything else seems to slowly fade away. Guitar strings are beautiful sounds when plucked the right way and this man's got that magic touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexi Murdoch - Orange Sky: this is love. this is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol's new album, Take The City, sounds promising, so far. But what can I say, Snow Patrol's the shit. Honestly. Signal Fire? Oh, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it guys, no bullshit, no pretentiousness. Reading the papers today brings such sadness in my heart. The worlds are at wars, people close to home and everywhere else are dying, epidemics are hitting the cities like they never have before, we are killing more than we are making, we are taking more than we are giving, and it's all because we're too selfish to realise better. What can we do? We need to stop complaining and start thanking, we need to be grateful for what we have, so that when they are taken away from us, we remember what it was like to have that single thing once. We need to start remembering the simpler days, the days when lovers were lovers, friends were friends, none of this whole friends-with-benefits or sex-is-just-for-fun bullshit. we need to know what's right, what's wrong and just do it. how did human relationships get so complicated? we need to focus on going back to the basics. then we can move on. progression has, on the contrary, made life a huge irony and that's not healthy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it brings me great sadness to know that the world is coming to its end and there is very little i can do about it. a little at a time yeah? trying is better than sitting back and doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love more, hate less, listen more, talk less, hug more, fight less, thank more, complain less. it's a start, it really is my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-2251295421846995945?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/2251295421846995945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=2251295421846995945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/2251295421846995945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/2251295421846995945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-still-alive-thanks-for-checking-in.html' title='i&apos;m still alive, thanks for checking in.'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-942764709516468056</id><published>2008-10-20T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:51:22.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when u are in love and like.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SP1c-qiJyJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_f1SZCiM7sI/s1600-h/The+Cab+Whisper+War.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SP1c-qiJyJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_f1SZCiM7sI/s320/The+Cab+Whisper+War.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259462171477788818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in love and like, you become a total mess. Your train of thoughts are a blur, your heart's in a mess and your head's so high up in the clouds you can't see the ground. I love the feeling but yet hate it all the same time. Entirely for the fact that I've worked so hard to be my own person, I don't want to lose it all. But yet you can't control these things, and I guess you sometimes just have to let your heart rule your mind. I digress..yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I was listening to Metro Station's Kelsey(in the post below) on imeem.com, and I stumbled upon this other band called 'The Cab'. If pop rock is not your thing, please stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for all other fellow pop rockers, you will enjoy this band as much as I have. They've got the same happy vibe, the one that makes you want to enjoy every waking moment with that special one, and life's a bed of roses. What can I say, love turns you into a gay motherfucker or at least ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, check out tracks like "Vegas Skies" and "Take My Hand". Bordering on emo and mushy, but it communicates my feelings on life, love and happiness through the melody alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Calm your nerves now&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, just breathe&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure now?&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother packing, let's just leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said they wanted change&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you remain the same&lt;br /&gt;To show that this is not a game&lt;br /&gt;Lets end this tragedy today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now take my hand and we will run away&lt;br /&gt;Down to this place that I know&lt;br /&gt;How did this night become the enemy?&lt;br /&gt;It's over, it's over, it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down with me&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you, baby just breathe&lt;br /&gt;This is ending and we will get through eventually"&lt;br /&gt;The Cab, Take My Hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll admit that some of the tracks will start to sound alike such as "I Run" versus "Take My Hand" but nonetheless, it's still a good listen especially if there's this undying need on your own part to smile for no reason, all because there's that someone special on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scaring myself, shall stop here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-942764709516468056?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/942764709516468056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=942764709516468056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/942764709516468056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/942764709516468056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-u-are-in-love-and-like.html' title='when u are in love and like.'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SP1c-qiJyJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_f1SZCiM7sI/s72-c/The+Cab+Whisper+War.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-3787418555562185284</id><published>2008-10-16T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T05:35:24.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes fancy words arent needed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1tRLZ-ruNH"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1tRLZ-ruNH" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/geemusiq/music/XPD8grHJ/metro_station_kelsey/"&gt;Kelsey - Metro Station&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, I hate to admit this but I LOVE THIS SONG. Never heard of Metro Station, not until 2 nights ago when I was on the phone with a friend and comparing playlists. I'm ashamed to admit that 1/3 of The Jonas Brothers has a part to do with this foursome. But here's reason why you should love this song too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;"So take one word you said&lt;br /&gt;You put it in your bed&lt;br /&gt;You rest your tiny head, on your pillow&lt;br /&gt;You wonder where you're going next&lt;br /&gt;You got your head pushed to my chest&lt;br /&gt;And now you're hoping that someone let's you in&lt;br /&gt;Well I sure'll let you in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll let you in&lt;br /&gt;Oh kelsey, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't let anyone scare you&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll protect you, always&lt;br /&gt;Now through the thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;Until the end&lt;br /&gt;You better watch it&lt;br /&gt;You know you don't cross it because&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here for you&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be here for you&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I've been there&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;I know what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd swim the ocean for you, the ocean for you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;And I'd swim the ocean for you, the ocean for you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh Kelsey yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna get harder&lt;br /&gt;And it's gonna burn brighter&lt;br /&gt;And it's gonna to feel tougher&lt;br /&gt;Each and every day and&lt;br /&gt;So let me say that I love you&lt;br /&gt;You're all that I've ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;All that I've ever dreamed of to come&lt;br /&gt;And yes, you did come&lt;br /&gt;I want you so bad&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it too?&lt;br /&gt;You know i'm so, i'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I want you, so much&lt;br /&gt;I need you, so much&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd swim the ocean for you, the ocean for you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd swim the ocean for you, the ocean for you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd swim the ocean for you, the ocean for you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd swim the ocean for you, the ocean for you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh Kelsey yeah&lt;br /&gt;kelsey kelsey kelsey kelsey&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"&gt;The lyrics bother on cheesy but yet at the same time, the idea of the song is so simple. I think there's beauty in its simplicity, and I swear in under 5 secs of listening to the song, all you want to do is, "whooaaaaa oh kelseyyyy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I would sound impossibly too young to say this because I am far from old, but this song reminds me of my adolescent years where I am infatuated with a boy, and all I can do is gush and blush whenever I see him. &lt;/span&gt;What can I say, we never really leave the bubblegum pop-loving days behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also makes me want to kiss, hug, laugh with the person I love, to share long bus rides and walks in the parks, to feel what it's like to be carefree, knowing that freedom is within our grasps. To know that every night I will go to bed feeling safe, warm and happy. Because I've found the type of love that I've always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-3787418555562185284?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3787418555562185284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=3787418555562185284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/3787418555562185284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/3787418555562185284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-fancy-words-arent-needed.html' title='Sometimes fancy words arent needed.'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-9105975967339588936</id><published>2008-10-12T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T09:46:26.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KINGS OF LEON. MUSIC. LOVE. JOY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SPIlnumlkdI/AAAAAAAAAVo/IXt5OZXdC38/s1600-h/OBTNUS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SPIlnumlkdI/AAAAAAAAAVo/IXt5OZXdC38/s320/OBTNUS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256305079549792722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Current obsession - Kings of Leon's latest album "Only By The Night". Some solid tunes here, and practically not a single track I can blatantly critique at all. A mish-mash of Stereophonics, Yoav and Guns and Roses, it's magic that which i cant really pin-point but amazing. It opens darkly, with heavy sounds embedded into "Closer", and it eases into a light-hearted track about the city that which I love, "Manhattan" and it closes with the very depressing, "Cold Desert", as if to slowly take a polite exit to what I would say, one of the best albums I've ever heard in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album makes me believe that music will win wars, hearts, love and life. It brings to me emotions that are overwhelming but makes me believe that life will be beautiful with just music alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetracking to other random things, there are so many gigs I want to go to but if only my pocket wasnt already so dented from my horrendous shopping habits (and bad economy!) Camera Obscura and The Whitest Boy Alive are some bands stopping by the sunny island of Singapore and I'm stoked. Let's see if I get a chance to catch them live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just watched 'Vicky Cristina Barcelona', and I'm feeling the repercussions of living in this tiny city, and a longing to see what the world has to offer me. But I think I'd thrive well in passionate lovers, musicians, art, life and poetry, in all of it's twisted, warped mannerisms. It's so beautiful. And I want that kind of life, a truly beautiful life where I can live out in earthy tones, and to be one with the world. Like the forces of nature, is one with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-9105975967339588936?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/9105975967339588936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=9105975967339588936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/9105975967339588936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/9105975967339588936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2008/10/kings-of-leon-music-love-joy.html' title='KINGS OF LEON. MUSIC. LOVE. JOY.'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SPIlnumlkdI/AAAAAAAAAVo/IXt5OZXdC38/s72-c/OBTNUS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-4718339335750838826</id><published>2008-09-24T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:37:00.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fun Never Stops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SNoHqDX6KmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aVFg8XMuHpo/s1600-h/lenka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SNoHqDX6KmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aVFg8XMuHpo/s320/lenka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249516734695221858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;"You and me will be lying side by side&lt;br /&gt;Forever forever&lt;br /&gt;Underneath this adolescent sky&lt;br /&gt;Together together&lt;br /&gt;And you will hold my heart inside your hand&lt;br /&gt;And You'll be the one, the one to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we've got a long, long way to go&lt;br /&gt;To get there&lt;br /&gt;We'll get there&lt;br /&gt;But oh, if there's one thing that we know&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me swear that our hearts will never die&lt;br /&gt;No never, no never&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one seems to believe that we can fly&lt;br /&gt;Forget them, forget them&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you told me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's the infectious voice, the happy rhythm, that makes you want to skip along and sing like you did when you were six. You didn't care that you sounded horrible, that you were awfully out of tune, because then, you were genuinely happy. Ms. Lenka, Melbourne-raised actress turned singer, is releasing her debut album and I can't say I'm not excited at all. She reminds me alot of Regina Spektor, a bit of bubblegum love and happy inflections makes me a happy girl. It's time like these that I feel like even when the world is up in flames, everything will be okay. I picture green grass, flowers, sun shining high and bright, and girls in white dresses everywhere. Smiles, giggles and life is beautiful again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart Lenka :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-4718339335750838826?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/4718339335750838826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=4718339335750838826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/4718339335750838826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/4718339335750838826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-never-stops.html' title='The Fun Never Stops'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SNoHqDX6KmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aVFg8XMuHpo/s72-c/lenka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-835987254251590303</id><published>2008-08-04T07:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T07:48:46.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awards and stuff</title><content type='html'>so the mtv asia awards came and went, it felt like it was not too long ago while i was camped out in M2 with my fellow colleagues, snacking on twizzlers and swearing like a vulgar piece of motherf***er (seems like that bug hasnt really left me yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience in itself was bittersweet. There were many days when I was up in the mountains, I felt like giving up, just throwing in the towel and just walking away. We endured long hours, we fought, we got testy, we were short with each other, we ate crappy food, we slept ridiculously little and everything seemed like it was all going wrong. But it all came through in the end, and I have to say, it feels pretty f***ing awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to Chee Meng and Wei Keng (my respective bosses) who have taught me so much since Jan 2008 - today. They really delivered a stellar line up despite the many hiccups. Though I still think that the location was crappy as fuck (why bother self-censoring myself), and it's safe to say that I am NOT going to be flying on Malaysian Airlines any time soon, neither am I going to be going up to Genting in the near future, it all came through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I came home and slept like a log for 20 hours straight, and I sat next to Panic At The Disco on my flight back home, I have alot of memories to walk away with from this experience. Working on a show entirely on music is one thing, working on a show entirely on POP music is another. I think I suffered the repercussions of poplovingmusic far too much, so much so, I came home and embraced my indie nature to the maximum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elbow, M83, Booka Shade, Kina Grannis are some of my finds. If you have some time, check them out. I am off to bed and then it's back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate school. I just want to live with music and nothing else. goddamit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-835987254251590303?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/835987254251590303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=835987254251590303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/835987254251590303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/835987254251590303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2008/08/awards-and-stuff.html' title='awards and stuff'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-5903948048283253139</id><published>2008-07-13T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:16:10.133-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death Cab for Cutie'/><title type='text'>While we all burn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;this always happens. whenever i start something, i always find it hard to keep up with it. it's been a while, but i've been away. i've been living on the road for about 3 weeks with my best friend. from dallas, to LA and the rest of California, life was so good. we had our lives ahead of us, freedom was our middle name and nothing could stop us. that was what it felt like. we cruised the freeways with muse, death cab for cutie, aqualung and goldfrapp, of course, we had good ol' hiphop to party and rock out to. it was the defining adventure of my life. i could live like that forever. no make up, tank tops and flip flops, sun, sand and a whole life ahead of me, life couldnt have gotten better than this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in Dallas, i got to see one of my favourite bands performing live. Death Cab for Cutie has been with me through every phase of my life. and i definitely cried when "Transatlanticism" and "I will Follow you into the dark" came on. So many memories, so many heartaches but so beautiful. and i have to say that i agree with their latest album alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my favourite track of "Narrow Stairs" is "Grapevine Fires". My best friend and I came up with a theory that it is almost inevitable that a good song, a great song, at that, is always a sad one. And this song carries a melancholic tune so intoxicating, you can't help but to be affected but it. And the lyrics are so well-written. Damn all these talented musicians, for putting what we fear is truth down, and so honest, it is almost too painful to listen to it out loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bixby Canyon Bridge", "No Sunlight" and "You Can Do Better Than Me" are some of my other favourite tracks. I think the best part of this band is for the fact that even though their lyrics are god-damn depressing, it is carried off by a tune that makes you almost forget the real meaning of the songs, until you start to think about it. and it just seems that they've got great music all figured out. watching them, brought alot of emotions into me. it was a mix of awe, amazement, sadness, and happiness. but it was a great night. and we put them on over and over again on our stereo for the next 2 and a half weeks, over defining conversations of life, love and laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were 21 and 22, we had our lives ahead of us, we were fearless. and all we needed was love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222469070663011922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SHnv8y9VTlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TxHM65-ZJks/s320/n54600011_31826509_1605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"And we watched the plumes paint the sky gray,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And she laughed and danced through the field of graves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There I knew it would be alright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That everything would be alright."--Grapevine Fires, Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-5903948048283253139?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/5903948048283253139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=5903948048283253139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/5903948048283253139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/5903948048283253139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2008/07/while-we-all-burn.html' title='While we all burn.'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SHnv8y9VTlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TxHM65-ZJks/s72-c/n54600011_31826509_1605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-3281592899730233489</id><published>2008-06-07T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:16:10.475-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie Lidell'/><title type='text'>get some sunshine on a rainy day.</title><content type='html'>In the event where the rain beats down the entire day and it seems like yet another dreary day gone by, Mr. Jamie Lidell could change that for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SEp5XQjS0sI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0i6-68dAb9k/s1600-h/jamie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SEp5XQjS0sI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0i6-68dAb9k/s320/jamie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209109359494353602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this man. Whenever I put him on, I could just picture very clearly in my head, like kids running down the streets, jumping into a puddles of water and in a very Hollwood manner, stash my brolly aside and dance like no one is watching on the streets. But I'll just leave that fantastic imagination of mine to the four corners of my room, where I can dance in my underwear and feel absolutely happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite track would be "Another Day"taken off his new album, Jim. A little bit of blues, a little bit of jazz and that old school motown feel to it, it's a modern day take on classics by The Temptations and Marvin Gaye. It truly is brilliant,  and could make a depressing day as such, better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love "Another Day",  you would definitely love "A Little Bit of Feel Good" and "Hurricane". It's that foot-tapping, addictive sound that will make you want to drink some wine and get some high, with the songs playing at full blast on your stereo. Akin to KC &amp;amp; The Sunshine Band's "Play that Funky Music White Boy", these old-fashioned motown tracks circa 1960s, littered with a whole bunch of soul, is my choice of medication to chase my blues away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And slow tracks such as "All I Wanna Do" has got that intoxicating quality that makes you lose your way around his voice. It is like one of those cheesy tracks that comes on in the movies, when the lead actor and actress take their first dance as lovers and they look so annoyingly happy and in love, you can't help but to get affected by it too. And as much as I hate to admit it, you know and I know, we always go "awwww" at the very sight of yet another "happily ever after" ending. (even if it's another fabricated lie of modern day life..but i'll leave that for another day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And could this man be any sexier? Good god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to more prancing! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-3281592899730233489?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3281592899730233489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=3281592899730233489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/3281592899730233489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/3281592899730233489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-some-sunshine-on-rainy-day.html' title='get some sunshine on a rainy day.'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SEp5XQjS0sI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0i6-68dAb9k/s72-c/jamie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212464846595842071.post-3003483865404813813</id><published>2008-06-05T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:16:11.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarlett Johansson'/><title type='text'>before everything else.</title><content type='html'>Before everything else, there was music. Albeit cheesy (and not to mention cliche), it's true. When I was growing up, my parents grooved to the music of Frank Sinatra, Elvis Presley, The Hollies, The Beatles and The Beach Boys. Before I knew it, once I learnt the value of money and er, how to work a walkman, I made mixtapes of my own and bought tons of cassette tapes, the most valued ones being Erasure, Pet Shop Boys and UB40. Of course, having an elder brother, it was only natural that when he hit his i-hate-the-world-angsty-punk-rock phase, I hit it too. Only that I was 12. So at 13, I listened to Silverchair, The Offspring, Ash and Oasis. Yet, like every other pubescent teenager, I became a shameless-boyband-loving groupie (who chased after Westlife when they were in Singapore no less) and Britney became my Madonna. And as embarrassing as it may sound, I am sure that pop-lover in me will always be somewhere lingering in my subconcious (like a beast waiting to be conjured, but I exaggerate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with age, comes maturity (I hope), and the soundtrack of "Garden State" changed my life forever. It was in that moment I knew, music is all I'll ever need to get through. I know it sounds &lt;em&gt;stupendously&lt;/em&gt; melodramatic, but you can't kid these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 21, I have an endless list of bands that I love and they change from time to time. I listen to essentially everything I possibly can. But my first loves would be indie, folk, acoustic, electro, house and new wave. Nylon is my bible and I read it religiously every month. And by read, I mean pore over every single article endlessly, highlighting, folding down corners of pages that contains articles that I love and &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;ripping it apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this blog was overdue. It's about time I started doing some music reviews of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall begin with Scarlett Johansson's new album "Anywhere I Lay My Head".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208311647892796258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SEej2VQt82I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/N3PF49Yy0FI/s320/anywhere+i+lay+my+head.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be very honest here. When I first heard the album on myspace.com, I thought it was so Hollywood-starlet-try-too-hard-to-be-indie. But it actually grew on me after a few listens. There is a certain Bjork/Fiona Apple quality about her voice that is at once eerie but oddly, rather soothing. An entire album of Tom Waits' covers, she definitely has made it her own, and still with some semblance of the man himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite track of the album would be "Anywhere I Lay My Head". I think there's that very subtle dispiriting quality about it but it isn't an overkill. The very fact that she has done something really out of the ordinary makes me think twice about judging her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say for sure, her barritone voice intermixed with a low-pitched hum of a melody is an acquired taste. Nonetheless, if you're looking for something to alleviate your mind and just watch the world go by, this album should do the trick. It's kinda like a Tinkerbell-meets-broken-doll type of sound, which you don't get to hear everyday. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett, not bad, &lt;em&gt;not bad at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212464846595842071-3003483865404813813?l=musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/feeds/3003483865404813813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212464846595842071&amp;postID=3003483865404813813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/3003483865404813813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212464846595842071/posts/default/3003483865404813813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musikmusings-jo.blogspot.com/2008/06/before-everything-else.html' title='before everything else.'/><author><name>jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06264732014872431054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GwmLFkW1Sg/SEej2VQt82I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/N3PF49Yy0FI/s72-c/anywhere+i+lay+my+head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
