The new Dark Tranquillity album, "Fiction" will sound amazing, at least from the samples I've heard over the internet. When I thought the pioneers of Gothenburg melodic death metal could not get anymore melodic, here comes pieces characterized by wailing guitars and incredible harmonies, with amazingly beautiful piano parts creeping in and out the chaos and melee. And I haven't even got to Mikael "I can growl intelligbly" Stanne. A must buy. Sadly Heeren will probably stock it like next year for something akin to 80 bucks. haha.
Anyhow I think I've decided, under the influence of Anthony Bourdain's latest episode of No Reservations in Paris and the travelogues of Bologna and Belgium pubished in today's Life! that before I die I will travel across Europe, find myself a cosy spot in every outdoor cafe available, order the best coffee and the best local delicacies and just remain there, glistening and observing. I wouldn't mind dying in one of those chairs actually, head tilted heavenward, sunrays permeating everywhere. And besides, I probably won't get chased away for hogging the area. A side dream would be to open a similar cafe in Singapore, to force people, if anything to allow themselves to indulge in indulgence. But because of discrapencies in weather, cuisine, land resource and general attitude of citizens, it will for now, remain a dream.
In other news, I remember that when I was four and a half, my parents told me that "you'll have someone to play with soon". Having just entered nursery and actually enjoying the company of twenty other bundles of crack (including, holy shit, milton.hahaha), I couldn't wait for my sister to arrive to join the motley crew. At that point of time,I made absolutely no connection that the size of my mom's stomach was inversely proportionate to the amount of time left for a sibling to emerge. In fact, for a considerable while I thought my mom had redefined binging. Ah, I was pretty damn shocked when she told me, my eyes squriming and trying to make sense of the pink cloth wrapped baby in the nursery at the hospital, that my sister had to grow up and not appear from the start as my peer.
Now shas just entered secondary school. Soon it would be sweet sixteen. And I'll be, hmmm 21. Curiously enough, that does not seem that far away. Another cool factoid it'll be 2010, when Singapore wins the world cup. Besides, I just got my NS Documentation and Medical Check Up letter in the mail two days ago.
The world spins on...