Tremolo ni: Halloween

This is going to be my second post. I think I have exceeded expectations by blogging up to this point.

I suppose the only reason I'm still at it is because I spend at least 15 minutes every morning at work, reading pinkpau's and kennyasia's blogs. Both really good and entertaining blogs. My friend told me last night to slag 'em off, start a flamewar or whatever that means but I just find pinkpau tremendously cute! How can you slag HER off? It's not possible. KENNYASIA on the other hand.. LOL well, let's just say that the things he write about are bearable only because Cleo editors won't let their writers write those shit dribbles from the 90's anymore. Crap like "Girls like egoistic men" and "Oh, I forgot, he looks like he's still in the 90's.

Nevertheless, when he's not posting his latest theories on why women blablabla.. His blog is rather amusing, and I am sure he is a nice boy too..

Last night me and me mates went to the studio for a quick session of band bonding. i.e. practice. We got Farouk, who is a friend of Handri (the cute keyboardist) to stand in for MIA Syed. haih. Farouk is a true pro at heart and he plays bass like he's black or something. I mean he's good. A friend of mine, hafiz also came to take some pictures for his portfolio (we're still figuring out what that means - hard, cuz we hav rockstar brains and all) However, we kinda sucked :D but I expected that. I suppose 3-4 months without practice can do that to a band. The next session bodes to be a better affair! Alas!

Afterwards we had the usual nasi lemak ayam at 10.30p.m. 'snack' at the nearby mamak which we fondly call "Mamak celah". I know it sounds rather disgusting and slightly disturbing right now, but When you see the place you would understand what i actually mean. Food was good, drinks were'nt that bad, and banter was up in the air. A few missed jokes on my part though but coming from me that is to be expected. I will post the pictures of the session when I get them from my buddy soon.

S, we were talking mainly about the music scene (as all malaysian rockers do when they finally stop talking about certain parts of a woman's body) and we came to the conclusion that there is something very wrong about it all. We couldn't figure out what exactly was wrong, but just generally wrong and going in that vaguely incorrect direction. I suppose the nasi lemak ayam prevented us from reaching any sort of conclusion as hafiz and I ordered another round.

Here's a link to Hafiz's photography website/company thingymajig

www.hafizismail.net