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Dec 2002-Feb 2003
The
studio :Twin Cities 89.7FM
The Show: KickStart with Sarah and
Lee
So I got lost AGAIN….false turns and
all and a couple of painstaking directions from Sarah and Sandy (my correspondent
from the station) I make it…short of having to call a search and rescue
team.
Discovered that Twin
Cities is a really cosy community radio station located somewhere in Joundaloop.
Groovy color schemes on the walls I tell U…and very very cool people.
DAMN I forgot the camera!!
Sarah and Lee are really
easy to talk to…(does this come with all radio personality packages?) but
the interview goes a little out of control…with half naked alarm clocks
getting their debut mention on the airwaves….
Once it was decided that we were going
to release an EP…we realised…we had shitloads to do…I’m so glad that
Uni hasn’t started yet.
For starters…we had to re-record the
all original version of "You are Expendable" the Angel Mix. This
is the pre-rock and roll version of the song…the time before Rob Agostini’s,
my producer’s, insane musical contributions.
We thought it was a cool contrast and
both versions kinda had it’s merits so…yeah. The Angel mix got a place in
the debut EP as well.
…More vocal retakes to fine tune "You
are expendable" rock and roll version. Just bits and pieces here that
I wasn’t too happy with in the triple J recording….mostly MY VOCALS… 
)
Just my artso fartso self rearing it’s pedantic head. "You are Expendable"
was after all a more unfamiliar musical area that I delved into…the rock
girl bit is still pretty new to me )
….more weird bits added to "Spill
the beans"…it’s become a twilight zone of possibilities…
…Vincent PC from the band Kingpin
headed to the recording room to memorialise his explosive live drummings for
"A Prayer"…the song’s sounding like a gigantic orchestra playing
together with a rock band…nice.
…curiously sad bits and a sound Rob
calls the "weeper" added to "Dance So Slowly"…
…in short a lot of adjustments…a
lot of territorial issues about what should and shouldn’t go on the tracks…Rob
if you are READING this I WANT THE PIANO TRACKS on the PRAYER for my ALBUM!!
You HEar ME?!!! Arrggh!!
The EP was mixed
in Undercroft Studios by John Villani.
I watch John whiz
around the SSL console and the numerous outboard Gear and am thinking that
my life pretty much sounds like an ironic comedy of sorts now. Feels like
NASA’s houston. Feels like where I should be doing the countdown operations.
Guess it’s as close to my childhood astronaut dream as I can get. Not bad
I think?
From
Left: John Villani and Rob Agostini
John’s got an interesting
intensity when he gets to work. And it’s fun to watch as he runs patches and
fixes frequencies and all at the same time fills u in with stories about the
industry. His Excitement is inspiring. It’s a great blessing to be able to
do what U love…I think.
Rob’s there to help out
with the tacky techie bits and of course to lend his ears. The stuff John
and Rob can pick out is nothing short of amazing. Imagine being able
to hear the size of the room from a polished music recording…(I’m talking
about the music u hear on the radio) Ripley’s believe it or not missed a spot.
I swear these guys have bat’s ears.
I was pretty much there
to give my very much untrained 2 cents worth. Like it, don’t like it…want
the harmonising vocals to be louder…want that softer…Most of the time,
John and Rob pretty much got everything covered.
Everything is sounding
really cool and really B I G after John is through with it. Mastering’s next
in the cards.
In a Nutshell?
I tell
Natalija Brunovs, my artist, that Me like spider…
Nat, goes to research on spiders…despite
the fact that she does not LIKE spiders very much….probably because they
make her skin crawl…
Nat sends spider over….
I decide to bring the spider
to new heights of CREEPY-DOM…so I suggested…(forgive the crappy drawing….)
and Nat (U go Girl!!) sends
this….
very very cool…the rest
is history….eye spider make Yunyu very very happy!!
Wat’s with the spider and the eye…?
It’s a mystery. Pure Inspiration
I guess….
All I can say is that I absolutely L-U-R-V-E
spiders and I’ve been obsessing over my bizarre "eye"
dreams.
The
song "Dance So Slowly is dedicated to Kiyoteru
Okouchi and
Hirofumi Shikagawa and the many victims of fatal school bullyings…
Credits…
Directed By: Georgina Isles
Cinematographer: Adam Rule
Story board Artist: Erin Moon
Melissa Coleman:Production Manager
Starring
(in order of appearance):
Yunyu as Yunyu
Pete as the Ghost School boy
Vincent PC from Kingpin
as the bored drummer
MTV
of Dance So Slowly…
The MTV of Dance So Slowly
was shot in Gilkinson’s dance studio…we voted for the 60s prom night feel
for this one.
"song’s basically about a boy who
never got to grow up because he died in the midst of school bullyings and
his cries were never heard"
I got lost as usual…despite
my producer, Rob’s, rather explicit directions.
AND…Maps are useless.
Initial gripes aside…everything
else was great. We rented the studio for half a day and the entire clip had
to be done then. So…schedule was tight and we got to work immediately…
So with the story boards
in place…it was Crunch time!!
Enjoyed myself immensely…and
yeah…I still like being behind the camera…I think. For the first hour
or so I was just watching Adam, Mel and Aaron set up the camera and stuff.
Film making is interesting stuff…never been on a film set before so U get
the feeling that I’m all spun out by this experience.
from left: Aaron,
Mel and Adam
It was time
for us to get to work. I am discovering that the camera lens cracks me up
for some reason. And…yah…I have never had this many costume changes in
my life before. It’s funny.
Vincent PC
(Vince) from the band Kingpin
is to play the part of a bored drummer. The drum beat of this song is kinda
intentionally monotonous. Contrast this with the fact that he’s a naturally
excited and highly animated individual…must be a tough call for him but
he takes to the part in style…
Oh and the dancers sure have got the moves.
Pete, cast
as the ghost boy, is a serious individual. He’s an aspiring young actor and
he’s certainly got what it takes I tell ya!! PLUS he can rap like Eminem…my
respects!!
George (right) running
Pete through the moves
Rob’s
there to help out wherever he can an has landed himself a job as the crew’s
DeeJay. Ideal arrangement since he knows the song inside and out…backwards
and forwards. He is ,after all, the guy behind the whiz bing bangs of
the song.
Of course,
the heat is on George and her crew to get everything in order within the day.
George
takes on the dual role as MTV director and Chief of the UN food aid. Thanks
to her, we had a tableful of foods and snacks to feed the hungry mob of actors,
crew people and supporters who were there.
We pretty
much came through in fine style. Shots done and all well within schedule…:o).
phew!!
March-April 2003
Went Location hunting,
ended up with old building sites and graveyards for my next bout of photo
shots. Threatened to smash my keyboard in some of the shots….changed my
mind. Will do that when my pockets feel less empty. (haha)
Figured the creepy and derelict vibe
probably suits the music a lot better )
Oh and I got to play the old church organ
at the East Perth Cemetry…courtesy of the cool caretakers there…did U
know U actually have to pedal to get air INTO the organ BEFORE it works?!!
(watch the double pedal where my legs are)
5 songs done…10 to go. So it’s back to the studios for me…after
unearthed saga…for those who have just joined us, Rob Agostini from Soundbaker
Studios is my producer.
Where should
I even begin? We started working on the album about the time Rob returned
from Canada.
June 2002. So yeah…it’s closing on a year now and with this much dramas
happening all round….I’d say we are making PREETY GOOOD progress. Plus…Uni
takes up a good half of my existence…still wondering how I passed that finance
paper….don’t get me wrong…I’m DEFINITELY not complaining that I did. P
We were and are still
having fun working on the songs. The "NO RULEZ" rule in the songs
help. That…plus Rob’s insane inclinations…believe me…my demos weren’t
this insane. It’s Rob’s fault….he brought it to new heights of crazy-dom.
Rob and I spent a
good deal of time "sound shopping". Basically pulled out everything
we had. M&Ms falling, the drawing of knives (specifically… the sai)…remember
Teenage Mutant Ninja turtles? It was Raphael’s weapon.
Think I remember Rob’s pencil holder
glass shoe was in on the game as well. I really meant EVERYTHING…
The song "You
are Expendable" came into the picture mid production. It replaced a song
that I wrote from the perspective of "death" but oh well…it all
worked out ok…the song won
unearthed p
These days…we are
working on the remaining half of the songs. Lenore’s song is probably a personal
favourite. Reasons? Creepy…about dead girl…inspired by Edgar Allen Poe’s
"The Raven" need I say more? )
Yah I know…the general
consensus these days is that I’m one sick individual….I’m taking that as
a compliment…
But the rest of the
songs are in the works as well…not all of them creepy…just a little different
(we hope) But I won’t spoil the surprise for U lot…..just be listening out
ok? ) And I hope U’ll like them as much as we did putting it ALL together!!
P
May 2003
Assignment blues
7th May….
3 assignments, 1 presentation, 2 Mid
sems. Can life torture us more? I can’t say it’s a nice break from the excitement
of music…because that’s my drug.
So I find myself incarcerated in the library from 3pm on a Tuesday afternoon
contemplating life and maths. It’s disgusting.
This is when the muses always choose to talk to me…non stop. They sing
they talk they chant nursery rhymes while I try to decipher my binomials and
statistical equations. I finished a song called "spiders" as a result.
4.30pm…I can hear my brain die. It’s a slow death of blue and I see the
colours with my mind. The invasion of CO2 , I think I hear lullabies.
Need coffee.
Head down to the café. Am a dollar poorer , sit at a table, contemplate
life….sweet caffeine is my life blood
I’ve been told I’m a survivor…can I survive this insane week? Maybe I’m
super girl….I’ve got to be…I’m alive and still ahead of deadlines.
Maths is my kryptonite though….
4.45pm…caffeine in system and feeling a dire need to relieve stress.
I decide to kill some space monsters. Dumped $1.50 into the machines and commenced
full scale assault.
There is an audience…only for 1 minute. I leave battered and bruised
by electronic space monsters in 60 seconds…what a loser
The cutie behind me’s smirking at my apparent inadequacies…o well…at
least I know how to fight In real life…just no good at buttons …
Buster.
5.00pm…head back up to my books…it’s painful painful painful
swallowed another 2 chapters. I feel sick. Heading home….8pm…not
surviving.
Dinner and my regular dose of the Simpsons…fell deeply asleep in my car
chair.
Woke at 11pm….had trouble with reality…where and who am I? In my
dreams I had eyelids so big they flapped like wings and I flew on them….surreal…it’s
more eye dreams….why the hell is it ALWAYS eyes?
Maybe someday I’ll see a psychiatrist.
Right now…I have to make an appointment with me to go insane. And I’m
booked for the next decade…..I think
Deeply troubled by the hour. Conscience overrides
Head to school again….not before another dose of coffee porridge (very
very thick coffee)
Head for the study labs…I’m not alone…many fellow zombies…
Made a few friends and exchanged intelligence…there is hope for me after
all…I might just ace this stoopid test.
4 chapters down due to borrowed intelligence
Head home at 3am and made pack with new found coalition to meet at 10.
Next New year’s resolution: must fight for legal human cloning…life’s
DEMANDS on Yunyu SERIOUSLY exceeds SUPPLY…
2 more chapters to go…I need divine intervention.
Twin Cities
Interview/Getting
CDs in Stores
1st May 2003
The morning started with episodes of
getting lost and trying to get CD stores to stock my stuff. Managed to get
Dada’s, 78 Records, Central Station and Planet Video to stock my stuff so
that’s great!! Also getting them on ChaosMusic.com and I’ll have my website
for ChaosMusic up in a bit so that non-perth residents can get it!! It’s sold
at about $12-$13 and there are 2 free tattoos in EVERY disc. Check them out!!
They are really cute spiders. Did I mention my LOVE for spiders?
Well as all "Yunyu" related
stories go….the usual "got lost" episodes rear their dirty
head all the time!! I can imagine the number of times I’ll be getting lost
when I actually have to start gigging round the country…sheesh…
So anyways….
4 CD stores = got lost 4 times!!
I think I tracked through Perth Today!!
But I know I’ll look back at these beginnings fondly…even though my swollen
legs don’t seem to bear the same sentiments.
A day of good news basically. Got a call
from Rob who tells me that Triple J is taking to track 1 of the EP ( A Prayer)
and Kirileigh Lynch had requested 6 Eps to be sent over to triple J by EXPRESS
POST!! Wow…exciting. More stuff to hear over the radio and I won’t even
have to press the play button. (that bit about getting radio airplay always
spins me out—the fact that I don’t have to press the play button of my CD
player to hear my stuff).
So yeah…happy that JJJ is taking
to my stuff. I find myself walking somewhere in Beaufort street having just
dropped the CDs off in Planet Video. Now WHERE is my car….?
15 minutes later I get it….have been looking for my car on the WRONG
street!!
Yunyu= LOSER…
Her sense of Direction=NONE
Got 8 CDs ready for a BIG giveaway on Twin Cities FM. All complete with tattoos.
Couldn’t wait to meet up with the crew and all. Did I mention that we are
all going for the interview. George, my MTV director. Erin-storyboard artist
and Rob-Producer. Yup…a major part of the Yunyu crew is going for the
interview!! I know it’s going to be fun.
Was a little late to the station. SMS
from George (MTV director) : "Are you lost?!!"
By now the crew is buying in to the fact that I’m hopeless with directions….I
rest my case *DOH!! *
So yeah…interview is insane as usual
and George is pretty animated in her discussions about the film clip and all!!
It’s so funny! Sometimes I think she should be the star! Very animated individual…nice
human to watch…Sandy, the deejay must have had quite a bit of trouble
keeping us all under control. Plus…I think I swore…oops. Oh well..at
least the world now knows that I’m not perfect and might have a mild case
of torret’s. Haha…
from left: Yunyu, Sandy, George (very happy with new "Yunyu"
shirt), Rob (wearing a special edition "Yunyu" Shirt)
left:George, Yunyu, Erin; Front row(and half beheaded) : Sandy…oops
Rob , as usual , is a
man of few words until you get him to talk about the production aspects of
the stuff. Full blown case of the "Techie-citis" for ya. The dude
almost couldn’t make it for the interview though. His production careers’
taken off in the last couple of months. World Radio domination is in his cards
I tells ya!! So I’m really glad Rob could make it…on top of everything
else I was relying on him to help me get there. So wasn’t in the mood to get
lost for the 5th time in ONE day.
Sandy let us play one of the tracks in
working progress…Lenore’s
song. It’s a pretty big song in the album release that will come out sometime
at the end of this year!! Check out the lyrics!! It’s pretty haunting. Always
been one of my favourites…
Erin afterwards told us that her mom
was listening to us on the radio!! Cool. That is so cute!! She got her bit
of airtime going on about the storyboard aspects of things and all the techie
techie film stuff!! So I guess her family must be pretty spun out.
Mostly, I’m just praying that my lecturers
or tutors are not listening in. I have an assignment situation that grievously
needs my attention and here I am a few miles from Perth doing a radio interview….this
is so not a good look.
Sandy is really cool. She arranges the
giveaways and stuffs and I’m there while new found fans like Kersey and Suzanne
call up for the CDs. A big Hello to you guys and I hope you like the "Yunyu"
stuff!! Thank you Sandy for arranging the giveaways…never realised there
was so much work involved.
Sandy Busy with callers that Call in for the CDs
Full on day ends with drinks with the
crew and a lone drive back home…carrying a truck-ful of thoughts.
Mostly good ones.
I think it’s all great when you can round up the crew and watch them get really
animated about the things they do. I’m just really glad I can work with a
bunch of people who genuinely believe in me. I feel lucky and thankful that’s
for sure. Lucky beginnings…and fingers crossed I hope we can all continue
to make our miracles happen
one at a time…as long as there’s
movement that’s progress in my books.
home again…
dreams end for now…back to more academic bullshit for assignments….arrgh.
Edith Cowan
Documentaries
May 25 2003
My apartment has NEVER looked this bright
before.
I look in awe as Nilar and Danjela go
about setting up lights around my dark little house. I really would like to
do film one day….but so far I’ve been getting looks from my interviewers.
The consensus is that I have masochistic
aspirations
Nilar and Danjela are from Edith Cowan
University and are doing a documentary about musicians. They are on a deadline
and I was lucky enough to be one of the interviewees.
Still getting used to the idea of TV
interviews. Basically I don’t know where to look…..:o)
Still…the interview was really fun
with lots of great laughs along the way. What can go wrong when they made
sure that I was more than comfortable answering their questions from my favourite
car-chair!!
I can’t wait to see the finished documentary
guys!
p.s: good luck with the assignment )
June 2003
I’ll stick around
June 1, 2003
Did an interview with
Georgina the other day. It was for her Journalism assignment.
One helluva interview
because it got me thinking. The interview brought me back to days before I
found music.
The GREY days.
Looking back, they feel
like murky nightmares. Like I had lived my whole life in a cacoon.
It was tiring unconsciousness…..
I’ve been chasing this
musical dream for 2 years now and it’s been one little miracle after another.
I realised I made one helluva turn around in my life.
well…I hope it is a
turn around anyways.
Mostly, I’m thankful
for actually loving life now. George’s questions reminded me that, prior to
my musical adventures, I never pictured life beyond 25. Mostly, I figured
that I would just go jump off a building on my 25th birthday. no profound
reason….
just boredom.
A morbid portion of my
brain figured out that having a death day for a birthday would make it a little
easier for admin work..you know..those dudes who keep track of who died and
who started living
….strange the things
you think about when you have a long time to plan your exit…..
I generally figured that
even if my suicide attempts somehow got busted and I got sent to a psychiatrist….they
probably give up. What do you do with a patient who tells U she killed herself
because the world was boring? I guess it would be hard to administer anti-depressants
to her when she’s not exactly sad.
just bored.
It’s all changed now…and
mostly. I wake every day immensely thankful that I took my leap into music.
I now realise that the world wasn’t the colourless and boring one.
It was probably me.
Guess the question is…how
happy can you be when you spend your entire life trying to bury who you truly
are….
Life’s getting interesting…think
I’ll stick around a little longer.
Ode to dead
hamsters
June 7,2003
Alone on a Saturday night
with one helluva social life…I decide to remember my dead pets…..just
the hamsters for now
so here goes (what i
can remember anyways)
HAMSTERS
Hamster #1
Name: Zero fighter (WWII
Jap fighter plane)
Named so because he was
really aggro. Plus he had slitty eyes…much like a jap. So yeah…zerofighter.
short haired and brown with white patches….moves at the speed of light
Died: from mysterious
swollen red eye disease. One of his eyes just really swelled up one day…and
he checked out…of this world.
Hamster #2
Name: Emden (WWII German
submarine)
sneaky fellow this one…much
like a submarine. long haired and dark brown. Called her Emden because we
wanted her to be Zero Fighter’s ally. Hell a lot of good it did when they
still fight.
Ran away…I think?
Hamster#3
Name: Farty (since fart
is number 8 in Cantonese)
This girl had a big number
8 printed on her back….really surreal. Gave birth to 2 batches of hamsters.
one hamster from the first batch survived, Sekhmet. (violent hamster…with
a rampant biting fetish)–like the egyptian goddess that kills men at Random…judging
from the way she sometimes tears Kano (hamster#5) apart…the name rings true.
the 2nd batch of hamsters
did not survive. Farty ate them all…I remember mom emptying 6-9 headless
hamsters…
among the second batch,
one survived…only to have it’s entire backside eaten by farty.
It was one demented mother.
likes to swallow tissue
paper….then spits it out whole…always been fascinated at how dry the tissue
remains…..
Farty eventually succeeded
in running away after countless successful escapes from the cage. I’d like
to think she’s running her own hamster houdini class…somewhere.
Hamster#4
Name: Chimney
Very sweet hamster…only
to humans. Likes to sleep in pencil boxes above all a random pee-er….stinky.
Gets bullied by the insane
Sekhmet from time to time.
Gave Birth to a record
10 baby hamsters. all survived except 1. Chimney ate him and I was there to
watch.
I did not like hamsters
after that.
also ate 2nd batch of
hamsters.
Hamster #5
Name: Kano
Kano–a character from
Mortal Kombat with really red eyes.
Supposed to be evil
Kano has red eyes but
is not evil…the most mild mannered hamster I have ever seen…Just before
the major jail break where he, farty and Sekhmet went away, Kano got more
and more bulimic and anoeroxic. I think the de facto relationship with Sekhmet
just wasn’t working.
Poor Kano…I’d like
to think he jail broke and eventually got his restraining order against the
deranged Sekhmet.
Other Hamsters:
had a few other hamsters
whom I named Teriki–meaning "little one"…after a few young deaths..my
brothers and I decided that the name was a curse…by then we had all decided
that we had enough of hamsters….the bit where they eat their young is all
a bit much
So it’s dyscalculia!!
June 24,2003
3 days from my birthday
and I finally find a name for my inadequacies…it’s dyscalculia!!
http://www.ld.org/info/indepth/dyscalculia.cfm
It’s like dyslexia…but with numbers…makes
a hell a lot of sense. The symptoms are all there. No sense of direction,
can’t read musical manuscripts, can’t follow sports rules and can’t keep scores…hmmm…all
very familiar.
Guess it comes down to a little bit of
a "why me?!" rant when you learn that it actually affects only 6.5%
of the human population. Then again..given that I’m a bit of a wierdo…o
well they add up.
At least now I know that I don’t have
a visual condition. Just a mental glitch. Kinda explains why I "hallucinate"
when I do my maths and that I read numbers like 924 as 429 or 929…ever so
often. or why 5 always looks like an 8 to me Or that when I try to read off
lines in a music manuscript the musical lines kinda merge and I get all confused….Mostly
I remember trying to devour my music books so I could pretend that they never
existed and that they could stop tormenting me….explains why I have to write
all my directions from maps down to get to a place. (I have little/no short
term memory for precise instructions)
explains why I’m a complete doofus when
it comes to following game rules. Can’t keep scores and don’t know/understand
the rules because they were too PRECISE….hmmm….blame it on dyscalculia
or just the simple fact that I’m a doofus…haha
Maybe that’s why I hate rules and screw
up establishments unintentionally. oops!!
AND it explains why I can get a BLOODY
Z-E-R-O for all maths related subjects when I actually understand everything
in it!! Ahhh-hAA! The creepy thing is that I actually hallucinate half of
the numbers and misread the other half or the equations….
Now I know…in the spirit of the "soup
nazi" from Seinfeld. It’s…
"NO NASA FOR YOU!!"
The wierd thing is that the condition
doesn’t affect your ability to read/write …that’s a damn relief I guess.
funny how the brain is wired. I’m going
to have to take my brain back for a refund now…..will just be a minute.
be right back……
Yunyu
August 2003
Keyboard Morgue
and other RANDOM babble
August 5, 2003
These days I live in
a keyboard morgue. 2 dead keyboards lie blue and silent like naked mummies
without their coffins. I pass them everyday. I wanna smash and bury them but
part of me still believes in that Lazarus like return…
On the bright side,Iwon’t
have to book an expansive cryonic freezer for them while I await their miraculous
return. But if keyboards were organic and can DECOMPOSE…and I really had
to deep freeze a part of a keyboard?…. (I can’t afford a full body freeze)
I’d choose the keys. They are kinda like the heart and soul of the instrument.
read somewhere that
the heart is a memory storing organ for the human.Fascinating….so our ancestors
were right after all. Disturbingly uplifting. Some of us can have a second
chance in life. Probably a good idea to be an organ donor in which I am. Plus…I
like recycling…
These days I’ve been
feeding my muses…I’m reading heaps and writing less. Just absorbing. feels
great to be swimming in the cerebal fluids of other minds other than my own.
There’s a whole new world out there and despite being a hermit I ocassionally
join the human masses. So yeah…I’m prowling the neighbourhood. The muses
need to be FED….
Amongst everything else,
I’m enjoying the climb up the canadian Charts on CJLX.
It’s kinda surreal when you’ve just started out and U look at your chart neighbours
and they are all Musical Giants. Damn good for the ego I tells ya!! My Band
and I are equally spun out….
oh and I got more pics
taken today. Ocean view pics.Quite fun!! Mostly entertained by a kite surfer
who was dragged through the sand by the kite…on his butt. Maybe he was exfohliating…
have also been sentenced
to "drumming lessons" by Rob–producer/manager. The general consensus
is that this will improve my inexorable tedancies to speed up in a song and
give me a better sense of timing. I rather enjoyed the debut drumming lesson
today. Just don’t make me sight read…ok? I become cross eyed and cannibalistic…..ask
my surviving navigators. Maps and musical scripts bring out the same murderous
instincts.
shit it’s morning….
nite nites…I’m feeling
so random today….
Yunyu
A LETTER to CAR
THIEF
August 18, 2003
Dear Car Stealer…
I hereby inform you that
you are a Loserly Lowlife…
In a warped way, I do
respect the million dollar scams people pull. As far as I’m concerned…work
went into it. Research, skill, Creativity, millions of brain cells burned. So
if u get it after ALL that effort. Oh well…my utmost respects. Smart enough…amoral
enough….I only hope that you have a Robin hood complex after that and contribute
to the less fortunate.
That’s why I think you
are a low life.
1) First of all…definately
no research involved in the steal.
Why bother? Anyone who
owns a car like mine will NOT have anything worth a minute’s attention. Rest
my case about the whole RESEARCH factor.
Above all, you didn’t
even know how to break into a car. Must I tell you how to do your job? See
SKILL in no.2
2)I can say HEAPS about
the SKILL
Look…Even I KNOW how
to break into my CAR. U Just get a damn clothes hanger. Make a god damn wire
out of it. JAM it into the side of the car DOOR and P-U-L-L at the damn LOCK
from the INSIDE!!
U do NOT JAM something
into the CAR LOCK. Because…as it stands…not only have u FAILED to open
my car door. U have ALSO DESTROYED my Car lock and NOW I can only get into
my car through the Passenger door.
DAMN YOU…
Did you know that with
old cars…all you need is a similar key of the same brand and you might still
be able to unlock the damn car…like PROPERLY?! Without DESTROYING my precious
precious lock?
Screw You…
U loser.
You’re probably wondering
why I’m kind enough to tell u all this. WEll u IDIOT!! This is so that you
can leave cars like mine INTACT when you’re through rummaging around. Because…(refer
to RESEARCH) I Guarantee you that there is NOTHING that u need to steal.
to prove my point. I’m
going to give up the habbit of locking my car. u loser.
3) def…definately no
BRAINS
First of all, I don’t
know what else enticed you to go for my car….a FREE ride? Look buster. I
have an immoboliser in my car. Damn car’s deader than a rotting corpse until
you have the immoboliser lock. I understand that there might possibly still
be ways around it…
BUT……
GIVEN that you DEFINATELY
have no experience and SKILL in breaking into cars which are the B-A-S-I-C-S…..
WHY in the DAMN world do you think you have a CHANCE with the freaking car?!
Oh, by the way. Even
if you do figure out immoboliser issue. Car’s got heaps other chronic issues.
In Human terms…it’s quite incontinent and has parkinson’s disease. The old
Gal Drips and QUAKES.
So I guess the more important
question is WHY ME?!!!!!!!
above all else…u FREAK…see
" Lack of RESEARCH" and "Lack of SKILL"
because, at the risk
of repeating myself here, not only have you not bettered your life in anyway.
YOU have also made my sucky car SUCK even MORE.
I’m sitting here and still cursing through
the NIGHT and hoping that your right ear rots and falls into your left pocket
from my curse-athons.
Yunyu
Nova Homebrew
August 30, 2003
I’m kicking myself for
not bringing my Digital Camera. Nova Perth’s got the most interesting set
up! Kinda like a space ship!!
Mostly I can’t get over
the stacks of machines they have kinda displayed at the entrance. I don’t
know what the machines do but I sure want to own them…
Loved the bar stool set up in the studio. too cool! Chris and Kev led us
to the studios and they were such cool dudes all of us got pretty relaxed
real quick.
Mostly I’m just wondering where Calder (my guitarist) is…he
Interview went really well and Chris and Kev just made it really fun! Just
glad you like the songs that much guys! really an honour!
Conference of
me…
Spider: I’m trying to learn to play the
keyboard upside down. just for the heck of it. I need my perspectives. Not
that I need a new point of view but I’m open to that possibility. Plus I’m
playing the strangest sounding riffs when I do that. My fingers find their
way around.
Rockstar: who cares? we’re Getting good
reviews for the debut gig.told u I’m a genius!!
she-hitler: U big headed doofus…but muse wrote the songs…ps: u egomaniac!!
U got a long way to go….sheesh…stoopid rock star who doesn’t do
rock….you’re a joke
Anyways that’s why u were allowed on stage. By the way I think u look like
Chucky…truly mean that as a compliment…I love it when we scare humans….
Silly, Fragile creatures…pity We’re one too…
Muses: we just wanna write….must we
really get a job? oh no…
Goblins:Yeah muses…I know u don’t
eat but the rest of us are ravenous!! And muses just aren’t tasty enough.
Plus u taste blackly bitter…ate bits of u when u slept….sorry. We
try to try everything once…u looked deceptively like a delicacy then…
.Band banter
Usually I’m the quiet one watching. Ocassionally I think I say something under
my breath. But I’m the laughing watcher coz my band is just Hee-la-ri-ous…
There’s Calder (colder) the rhythm guitarist
who kinda has an evil sense of humour. Quite like a co-watcher who makes constant
reference to the simpsons. Plus…on top of everything else humours the
occasional she-hitler in me. And I join him in occasional bouts of super villain
laughs… Utterly and pitifully pointless delusions.
There’s of course Rob who’s the all excited
guy with the cool sample sounds that he somehow manages to trigger with great
dexterity despite not having any knowledge about keyboards. He’s the one with
the world domination plans….and the rehearsal schedules.
Glenn (Bassist) and Vince (Drummer) make
a noisy pair. Sometimes I think they are born to mutually annihilate one another.
An average rehearsal will usually result in one nonsensical argument that
lasts from the first session break to the end of the rehearsal. What’s disturbing
is probably the fact that the argument has no opposing sides to it. Usually
someone’s not listening and being a shit stirrer of sorts. I don’t have perfect
memory…but one of the verbal wars go like this…..close anyways.
Rob (manager/producer/co-keyboardist):
" nearly came to blows with this guy at a party. He’s learnt guitars
for barely 2 weeks and now tells me that the drummer from guns’n roses suck…also
told me that my guitar playing sucked after"
Vince:" I once had this guy that followed me to EVERY gig when
I was 15 and ALWAYS told me I sucked afterwards…"
Glenn: " U don’t take criticism very well do u?"
Vince: "well…he’s the sucker. HE has to pay each time to come into
the gig to TELL me I SUCK!!"
Glenn: " That’s how u improve. By LISTENING to the reviewers"
Vince: "I get that point but for u to pay all the time just to
tell me I SUCK? Who’s the sucker now?"
Glenn: " U just got to learn to take criticism…that’s how
u improve."
Rob: " There are just people out there that will bring you down
just out of jealousy."
Vince: " I asked this guy what kind drum gear he had and all I
remember is him bragging about fancy snake heads that come out of his drum
kits. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
Rob: "lousy musicians and their super gear."
Glenn: " bet he ordered that out of some internet catalogue."….still…I
think we can learn from listening to our critics.
Vince: " But who’s the sucker if they just do that CONSISTENTLY
and has to PAY to do that? Who’s the sucker now? That’s more my point"
Glenn: " you learn from listening to people’s comments…"
Yunyu: Bar BRAWL BAR BRAWL!!!
Yunyu (to Colder) : " really don’t see why they are arguing. Both
are making points that can co-exist. Notice that there is no visible opposition
in the argument we have here"
Colder (to Yunyu): " I know…it’s the same point!! It’s like
2 people saying
" I like black people"
"NO!! I LOVE black people"
"NO NO NO!! Black people are COOL!!"
"
Yunyu (to Colder): saw this coming from the beginning. Notice my silence…it’s
wasteful to speak
(Rob at this point has already turned his undying attention to the nearest
coffee machine…smart move)
Dec 2003
Adrenalin OD
My first acoustic
gig. There are better ways to die of FEAR. The amount of adrenalin I had going
in my system that night would bring an army of dead back to life.
Mostly I think I want to remain in my cave, be like a mad muso and just spin
my songs in private. But still the muses and I thank you for liking it. Helps
me come out of the cave if anything. But still…in all brutal honesty.
Performing scares the crap out of me.
8.30 pm , thurs Dec 11 2003 and up on stage. The time comes and I’m FREAKED
out as hell. Truth of the matter is I’ve been babbling and going into frequent
panic attacks since the beginning of the week. At one point I go up to strangle
those who’ve made this gig possible in one way or another. "I BLAME U!!!!!!!!"
That’s what I think I said.
Sometimes I think I’m a closet masochist. If I don’t make my life hell I
don’t think it’s worth living.
As of now. Performing is my version of living hell. Food tastes like ash
and the best liquors go down like virused industrial waters. Still I do the
gig. Still I wonder if those in the death cells enjoyed their last supper.
Kinda worth it when u survive the gig afterwards and feel like a hero. Most
people die from matyrdom, all I have to do is to go up stage, scare the bejesus
out of myself and live to tell the tale. Not a bad deal….but still…my
version of hell.
Then of course, when you do gigs…who needs drugs. The adrenalin high
afterwards leaves you with the full package of feeling like the master of
the universe for the night. For those who want a touch of reality, a full
on hangover headache the morning after comes with the tour package.
Headrush…wow.
The body’s a well stocked drug arsenal land.
O well…got another gig this Sunday Dec 21, keep me away from bb guns.
I am NOT responsible for my muses.
