Kinda like a small moment, a tiny fragment in time where everything goes still, your heart palpitates a little and suddenly, boom. all goes dark again.
By the way, I feel like narrating today. Not blogging, narrating. Narrating about everything in general. But neither time, coffee nor blood grants me the indulgence, so I'll refrain. However I must sssshhharre, that to take my Selmer Paris out of the case alongside the many Fenders and Warwicks, to be the subject of incredulous stares by matrockers, to just be able to shed the symphonic shell and just play, that's the stuff I've been dreaming of all my life. I thank everyone that has given me the chance (haha punpunpun) to play, because as a metaller myself I know by having a Sax in the band limits the heaviness of the music, but hey, it's all about the band, and I'm willing to step aside anytime and go erm play the triangle or sth.
But before I start going on and on and on, playing at Jemma's audition thingy was one of the most satisfying things I have ever done, and I don't know, I like that feeling. And I talk of learning Bass and all so I can play more music, but I wouldn't mind practicing till my mouth piece turns crimson ( a slight hyperbole) if I could get that feeling again..
so even as the expectations of Teacher's Day weigh upon me like a insert cliched heavy object, and as I wet my pants worrying about screwing up, while feeling organismic recalling the highs of yesterday, the next post has the song that has resided in my cranium, and I think dosen't really wanna let go anymore since the past few weeks. Anyway, I've written way to much now, world peace everyone.
Delivered at 11:23 PM;
KENNETH
Name:Slumber
Born:16th August
FANCIES
Him.K.anglo-chinese.music for the passionate.marvel.gunners.
Orange.debate.
long bus rides armed with an eye and a pod.74.
philosophizing.dystopia.
coffee.Rove.Health.Famary.
Buddies.
writing.1984.
expression.Italian food.
journeys.teh-peng.
stream of consciousness.
witty play on words.musing.
accents.the heartrands.performing.
being a closet connossieur.
a point of view.vigorous
interaction with spherical objects.
irony&pathos.yum.
JS.spirit.a girl that would smile