Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Look who's back!

Yes. So I finally posted something on blogger. Can't really say I'm in the midst of a lot of things and all...just a bit uninspired and unmotivated. Add to that a pinch...no huge lumps...of laziness and there you go. No activity on blogger. Also explains my belly. Yes I have a belly now. Yay. Dumbfucks. Laugh all you want. But I'm working on it. Actually working out. Why do I kid myself? Okay so I'm not working out...but I do do the treadmill thing every now and then these days (notice the doodoo sound? :P when will I grow up?!)

So anyways, my past few weeks havn't been all that bad. In one whole year in Canada I went to just one Asha Bhosle concert. And in the last 10 days...I've been to 3! Indian Ocean on 2nd sept was absolutely fantastic. Rahul Ram is a Bass-God!!! Then on 3rd September, I went to see Sukhwinder Singh who, despite my respect and admiration, disappointed. Absolutely and totally. His band and the support-singers who opened for him sucked. It wasn't even 100% live music! Plus he was hell-bent on making the local punjabi crowd happy, and sang loads and loads of punjabi songs which I could not make head or tail of. Even Beedi sucked. Man. The only song that I was looking forward to. Sigh.

Yesterday, we went to see Sonu Nigam live in concert. To be honest I hadn't expected him to be this good, live. He had a wicked band and he sang almost flawlessly. Plus the energy he shows on stage is awesome. He is an entertainer. Mark my words. Or don't. Kabhi chance mile to dekhna. He had these two kickass guys with long hair, looking like descendants of Jesus, as his bassist and guitarist. Get this. The lead guiatarist was playing frickin rock/metal solos on the song Bijuriya!!! I was like "Woaaaahhh dude! Now this is worth my while". And to top it off, the uncle on the keyboard was copying/complementing that guy! Awesome stuff! Shit man. For once I wished I could be on the other side. On the stage. Not facing it.

Well, in other breaking news, my University starts tomorrow. Looking forward (or not) to another year of late-night studying, sleeping in class, cheap coffee, second-hand smoke, pizza-pizza, snowstorms(winter's comin), heavy boots, heavier jackets, woollen underwear, and God knows what. And yes, lovely friends who make it worthwhile going to University. Here's to my 3 buddies at UTM - Alicia, Alain and Ali.

Signing off. Peace. And Metal. ,\../

P.S. Please check my 'konnfuzion' blog for updates too. And do leave comments.

I am...

I get my cup of sorrow, from the money that you spend,
In the name of religion, this freedom is a stain,
Killed my brother and my sister, left me to die alone
Swear on ashes of my father, this heart is cold as stone…

I am the fear in your eyes before you die.
I am the punishment that you will not survive.
I am the beggar on the street that you despise.
I am the man who digs your grave before your time.
I am the crimson blood that pours out of your eyes.
I am eternal truth that will unmask your lies.
I am the Angel of Death who’s come to reap.
I am the child who puts you to eternal sleep.

The nail bomb that you planted, in the back of the school today,
So many futures wasted, decaying with the flesh…
Generation after ge-ne-ration was, is, and will be
Overseers, observers – death of an ever-dying breed…

I am the smile that you will see before you scream.
I am the nightmare that replaces all your dreams.
I am destruction such that you have never seen.
I am the darkest of the places you’ve been in.
I am such future that will rip your past away.
I am the switchblade that will tear your skin away.
I am the death of all the angels you did know.
I am the fear that will feed on you and grow.

I am…
I am what I am…
I am what I made me…
I am what I made me out to be…

Speaking of no tomorrows, I had a dream today
There were no roads that led me out of my yesterdays…
Society just told me what, where, and how to be
When the fires do stop burning, why am I left with (just) me?

I am the fear that I feel before I die
I am the punishment that flows out of my eyes
I am eternal angst that feeds the dancing flames
I am scorn, I am hate, I am the blame
I am creator of the mind that sucks me dry
I am preserver of the pain I choose to hide
I am destroyer of the soul blessed by thee
Oh God forgive me…I am not what you meant to be…

- (2006)

P.S. The beast awakens.