Another Day, Another Gig

Bleeding Edge played another gig on Saturday 25th April at IACT Street Party in PJ. Yeap, I didn't say anything because we only found out on Thursday and I had half an hour to find a singer. Which I did. I'm proud of my persuading skillz. :D Plus I had my last paper for finals on Friday and right after that hit the studio to jam.

The organizers said we cant swear or anything and so we decided to play radio stuff and plus only Sudar knows the lyrics to Condom Song and he's in Asstralia. I managed to rope in Ronald, a friend from high school and has this grungy voice. Like 3 Doors Down fler.

After a total of 5 hours of jamming, this is the product.



We kicked it off pretty slow and this is Here Without You and it sounds horrible because none of us instrument flers are used to playing something so slow.



This is a Justin Timberlake song played instrumental and we decided to play this only an hour before the show.




This is Radiohead's Creep. Seeva unrealizingly shows the middle finger with his strumming hand at about 1:25 and lookout for a chinese guy giving a CREEPY look.





This song belongs to Unbinded Saviour, Seeva's old band for which he was the bassist. It's another instrumental and pretty short and we're working on it to make it longer. Stim song moment when I start whacking the drums.



As always a crowd pleaser. Changed the ending abit. Realized now should have been better. Look out for the Creep chinese guy in orange.

I wasn't too happy with the drumset provided as it sounded like shit overall especially the snare and the secondary crash and hi hat had some mounting problems. But the amps and monitors were excellent.

All in all, not our best show but that's what 5 hours worth of practise would do to you.

New Age Upon Us

Howdy you bastards. To those who still visit my blog (as evident by the morons who type weird stuff on google), thanks for sticking by. To those about to rock, I salute you.. errrr.. Whatever.

Anywayz, unless you were living in a fuckin secluded cave in Malaysia (Gua Niah dowh!), you would know that Malaysia has a new PM. Fuck you if you dont. Even my friends who aren't Malaysians and are overseas know (as evident by 3kc's remark: What Najib? Why not what's the other guy's name....errr.. Owh yea! Anwar Ibrahim. She's in US and not a Malaysian. I'm talking crap).

So, this Najib fler (who is he la????) is the new PM. Took over from what's-his-face. So, his incoming Prime Minister-tial speech had something about 1Malaysia. Like, you know, like one Malaysia, one people, one love kinda thing. Very promising shit, I mean stuff. Haven't heard a thing about corruption from him though. Anywayz, alotta people don't want him as he is suspectably (?) involved in some shady shit. Innocent until proven guilty is what I say.

Yea, so ermm, ermm, he wants to make changes. HAH! Bullshit! Liar liar, pants on fire. Argh, I cant remember what I wanted to say (I'm just writing exactly as I think in my head). But but usual la. These politicians. Say all the nice things and then you realise he just fucked you over. No changes seen in the past few weeks he's been in office.

BUT, now the media cannot mention Razak Baginda's name. Oopsy! How silly of me. I just mentioned his name. This Razak fler is a close friend of Najib. And was supposedly involved in said shady shit. And now noone can mention his name about the shady shit. Only must focus (I like it in BM better: FOKUS) on the two policemen who were sentenced to hang. Cheh, no more freedom of media speech. Eh what the fuck am I talking about? Nothing new kan?

Enuff about Najib. This Anwar fler now. Why is he making alotta buy-elections? BY-elections I meant. Fucker. My dad doesn't pay tax for you to make buy elections ok? Pantat. Eh fucker, who you think you are? Enuff la dey. Dah lah my dad can only send me to Aussie and not US and you waste my dad's money for buy elections. Pukipantat. I can go to bledi US and meet Mr Obama and his new dog ok? And you go and spoil it for me. Noone fucking died so why must sack some sonofabeech (italian accent) and force a buy election. And then BN dont wana fight now summore. Haiz

Your demand for attention something something according to Honestly - Tempered Mental which I'm currently listening. Your bloody demand for attention. The Tempered Mental girl says you and I should be happy and free now, beautiful somehow. You go and make things ugly for what? And Black Label - Lamb of God says something I cant fucking understand even with the lyrics. So why why why?

Fuck you all. I'm layaning the tipsyness as I write this. Dont fucking wonder anymore why I can crap better than you. Because I'm fucking awesome. I fucking rock the world and all you can do is sit down and wank or suck cock. Which I'm pretty sure you're amazing at. I should start blogging more often. Problem is I'm feeling like a Freak on a Leash and I can see, I can see I'm going Blind - KoRn. Jacob Dylan tried turning the engine, but the engine didn't turn. And he lost his only friend. Poor fler.

Finals are on and one last paper to go before Langkawi (hopefully). I miss Tai Ti and I had a weird dream about Left 4 Dead after playing it. My life fucking rocks. So I'm not complaining. Owh the tipsyness rocks better :D

ps: Banana banana banana terracota banana terracota terracota pie yo!! I'm in the Viscinity of Obscenity :D

pps: If you wanna comment, dont fucking tell me I dont make sense. I would know when I read this tomorrow :D

ppps: Love you bastards