thank you very much!

tim told me this once, and i really believed him. john mayer now sings it, so i guess we all believe the same thing.
“anything other than yes is no, anything other than stay is go, anything less than i love you is.. lying.”

Now that we are over
As the loving kind
We’ll be dreaming ways
To keep the good alive

Only when we want is not
A compromise
Ill be pouring tears
Into your drying eyes

Friends, lovers, or nothing
There can only be one
Friends, lovers, or nothing
We’ll never be the inbetween
So give it up

You whisper “Come on over”
Cause your two drinks in
But in the morning I will say
Good-bye again

Think we’ll never fall into
The jealous game
The streets will flood
With blood of those who felt the same

Friends, lovers, or nothing
You see
There can only be one
Friends, lovers, or nothing
We’ll never an inbetween
So give it up

Friends, lovers, or nothing
We can really only ever be one
Friends, lovers, or nothing
Don’t you know
We’ll never be the inbetween
So give it up

No we’ll never the inbetween
So give it up

video post!

i still youtube in india. youtube is the bestest ever!

talk about scaling. this “poor tortilla seller” is very good!

one.

there was a period of time the radio kept airing this song. i got so tired of it, but i chanced upon this today and all i have to say is. M.J blige’s vocals are A W E S O M E. she reminds me of princess leia of star wars in this video though, i wonder why.

i think legends like U2 are always breaking barriers. MJ blige was always considered an r&b artiste and before they collaborated, there wasnt such thing as rock and R&B coming together. power.

its done!

OH MY GOODNESS. its done. after 4 weeks of practice, sweat, wrong chords, laughter, subway, we had our debut gig.
thanks to everyone who made it happen, to you who took time off to come down, to celeste, adeline, alison, ah yong, terence, minlee, terence’s very pretty friend, david, ben, gregory, the guys from my cg, the little girl and most importantly, everyone else.
we nailed some, we missed some.
wait out for the videoss!

numbers.

as of wednesday, today, the 8th of july 2009,

17 days to the big day.
5 days to getting my curve (so my personal assistant wont have to work tirelessly anymore.)
3 days to my brother’s graduation ceremony. (think we’ll go celebrate after that!)
1 day to another working day.

practice practice practice.

this few words cannot be more daunting in this couple of days as before. lets see whats coming up in the month of july.
i dont just need a presence big enough to saturate the cafe, i need something bigger than that. i need something that touches the people’s heart, excites them. i need the touch, i pray that every song i play, the people will feel a connectedness to it. i pray that every eudience member will walk out feeling a good ringing in their ears.

early july- ORD FFI.
17th july- basic theory test. 2nd attempt.
25th july- Big day.

i suddenly remembered something that really was embedded deep into my heart some time ago, i guess i just dug it out, and i’m never going to hide it again. “If music could speak to people’s hearts, then let every note i play in me guitar be the Your voice.”

RIP micheal.

words can’t decribe the sorrows that fill the millions of hearts today.

curve or bold?

bold

or curve?

i like it, its nice. slim. and business like. i can update my tweets, surf the net while waiting for people who are really late when it comes to meeting me, etc etc. just that the curve’s an older version, a tad slower and less stylish looking.

but maybe i want to do games too. how?

happy songs.

influx of many many posts. i know. i’m just trying to ignore the feelings.

love the art direction of this.

if you noticed my facebook profile…. i thank my teacher for the faith he has in me. but…………. hahaha. it’ll take me years/decades/centuries/whatsafterthat??? to get there.

come back to bed.

not exactly the best looking guy there is, but God didnt shortchange him. He’s guitar skills is G R E A T. think i got back my love for the guit.

“Come Back To Bed”

Still is the life
Of your room
When you’re not inside
And all of your things
Tell the sweetest story line
Your tears on these sheets
And your footsteps are down the hall
Tell me what I did
I can’t find where the moment went wrong at all

You can be mad in the morning
I’ll take back what I said
Just don’t leave me alone here
It’s cold, baby
Come back to bed
Come back to bed
Come back to bed
Come back to bed

What will this fix
You know you’re not a quick forgive
And I won’t sleep through this
I survive on the breath
You are finished with

You can be mad in the morning
I’ll take back what I said
Just don’t leave me alone here
It’s cold baby
Come back to bed
Come back to bed
Come back to bed
Come on come back to bed
Come back to bed…

[guitar solo]

You can be mad in the morning
Or the afternoon instead
But don’t leave me
98 and 6 degrees of separation
From you baby
Come back to bed
Come back to bed
Come back to bed

Don’t hold your love over my head
Don’t hold your love over my head
Don’t hold your love over my head
Don’t hold your love one more time around baby

Don’t hold your love over my head
Don’t hold your love over my head yeah
Don’t hold your love over my head
Don’t hold your love over my head
Come on come back to bed