Nuts & Bolts

Rootless Tree.
Sunday, November 25, 2007

I'll let the video do the talking for me.



This is the version that they recorded under the "Live from Abbey Road" program. I think it's the best version I've heard. And Lisa Hannigan... a simple yet haunting beauty. Beautiful song.

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A Window To The Soul.
Saturday, November 24, 2007

If you took the time to gaze into your own eyes through the mirror, would you say you are much the same person you believed yourself to be?

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One Moment To Last A Lifetime?

One might review one's surroundings, and should the falling leaves coax him into pondering...
... did those bonds break apart because they were never close enough, or because they were too close?

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Hush.
Thursday, November 22, 2007

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When you see it...
Tuesday, November 20, 2007

... you will shit bricks.

I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. Freaky squirrel! Hahaha!
Seriously. Freaky squirrel.

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Something Like New.
Monday, November 19, 2007

Well well. My laptop has been reformatted. Gone are all the troubles that were plaguing it before. Thankfully, my music files were saved from being erased. If they were erased, I'd be a walking zombie. Although, music files which were saved in the "My Received Files" folder are all gone. I hope I didn't lose too much from there.

Unfortunately, my collection of images are no more! Gone are my many motivational and inspiring images. Gone is Jamal and his rocket launcher. Sadness.

Meh.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:07 PM 0 comment(s)  

A Return to Love.
Sunday, November 18, 2007

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,
gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously
give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

A Return To Love - Marianne Williamson

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 8:09 PM 0 comment(s)  

DMB.

I'm gonna share two videos with you today, both music videos of the Dave Mathews Band performing live at Central Park, New York.
The first video is titled Stay (Wasting Time), and is an awesome feel good song. The lyrics are great (I believe I posted it up some time ago), and watch for the scat by Dave Matthews during the later part of the song.



The next song is titled Ants Marching, and yea - I've posted the lyrics on this blog before too. It's a good song: the intro is incredibly simple, but very captivating. Hope you like it. Just spreading the love for DMB :P



The only problem with these two vids is that the bass isn't easily heard. Even if you concentrate hard, it might not be recognisable. Too bad - DMB's bassist is incredible, and the bass line for these two songs are pretty darn sweet.

Rawr.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 12:33 PM 0 comment(s)  

The Beginning of an End. The End of a Beginning.
Saturday, November 17, 2007

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 1:38 PM 0 comment(s)  

Final decision.

Screw the layout. The words and ideas are the only important things here.

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It's worth the laugh.
Friday, November 16, 2007

I'm a fool, playing a losing game.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:21 PM 0 comment(s)  

Virus.
Thursday, November 15, 2007

Needless to say, I am fucking pissed. So if anyone knows what's good for them, they won't mention the bloody thing when they're around me.

Thank you and good night.

Edit: Before this post, I thought I had removed the virus. Turns out it wasn't removed completely. Now I've got to take more complicated measures to remove it. This might take a couple of days. In the mean time, don't expect to catch me on MSN.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:31 PM 0 comment(s)  

Again?

Exactly.

Another change. I've settled on this one. I haven't got down to working on the search function which is a part of the header. Will fix it soon.

Now, gonna go back to watching Kelsey Grammar's The Sketch Show.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 8:39 PM 0 comment(s)  

Ouch.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Fingering the bass guitar is a painful, yet pleasurable experience.
Thanks and "Go to hell you bloody bastard", Collin. These finger exercises are really helping/killing me.

Now back to the fingering.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:40 PM 0 comment(s)  

Hmm.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Alright, I think I'll stick to this layout for a while. I think it's rather neat.
Not as nice as the blue template I was using earlier though. But what the heck.

Since I'm done editing the templates and I've ironed out all the bugs... I guess I'll unlock the blog D:

Yea, I locked it because I didn't want anyone to read a half done blog o_o
One thing about this template though... the titles of the posts kinda look like they're continuing from the latest posts. Get what I mean? At the end of this post you're gonna read "Layout Change", and it's gonna seem like it's a part of this post. Annoying, but I'm too lazy to fix it. Get used to it.

Rawr. o_o

Edit: Why is the last message on my chatterbox from April?? o_o Dangit.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 1:11 PM 0 comment(s)  

Layout Change.
Monday, November 12, 2007

Using a different layout now (temporary). The last one I used (the blue/black one) was giving me trouble, so I had to change it.
Good thing I'm fairly free - at least it'll allow me some time to find out what's wrong and try to fix it. Or maybe even find a different template. Haha.

Meh.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:37 PM 0 comment(s)  

New Layout.

Like the change? I know I do.
But it seems like it takes a lot longer to load compared to the previous layout. This could be due to my horrible connection tonight though. I think I'll leave it as it is for a while, and garner some feedback on the use of the current lay.

Whee :D

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 1:05 AM 2 comment(s)  

I'll admit...
Saturday, November 10, 2007

... that smile is everything I need to get me through the day.

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Double Take.
Friday, November 9, 2007

My limit was near - the sweat dripped off my brow and onto my lap, as I rode along, my chariot fiercely straddling the road below. The question lingered ever so hard on my mind: How much longer?

Something within me stirred. Something I could hold for but a few more moments. I could not allow it! I fought on. Never did the fury leave my body, not where it need not be released.

The destination was near. Up ahead loomed the castle I so frightfully sought. Harder I pushed, that I may have arrived sooner. A speed so great had I brought upon myself, that I only managed to stop my chariot but a few steps away from the mighty red gates which guarded the castle. Still I was, till my body began crying for release. Yes, it continued to stir. Had I forgotten? Time was not to be wasted. The room. The Room of Release. It was all I needed now.


I crashed through the gates, and forced my way through the large wooden doors within. The castle's denizens were upright, seeking revelation for the commotion I had caused. I took no heed of them - they would know soon enough the reason for my coming. Those that stumbled into my path were off it mere seconds later, as I rushed headlong along the steps and corridors of this familiar castle. After much running, I came to it: The Room of Release. Something continued to stir within me, more powerful this time. I knew then - it was now or never. I had to enter.


My attempt to enter the room faltered, as I soon learned that it was occupied by another soul seeking release. Time was not something of leisure to me. Hastily I banged against the door, cold sweat dripping off my body and onto the floor. A voice cried from inside, "Leave me be but a few more moments! The deed is almost done!"

Under different circumstances, I would have granted his wish. But not today. I replied in an ancient tongue, of which related the great urgency of my coming.
"Eep ot deen i! Tuo teg! Gnitsrub si ti!! Eep ot deen i!!" I cried.

The door swung open, the man before me hastily removing himself from the room. I threw myself in with such haste that even light would not catch me. There I stared into the bowl of Release, the stench of past unholy deeds warping the air around it. It mattered not. Broken from the bonds which held me before, I let myself loose. Here I felt the heat leave my body, enveloping me in a soothing light.

The ritual was short. The ritual was simple.

I was Released.

I looked upon the foul remains that cried to leave my body with ease. With one last word, they were gone... never to torment me again.

Hsulf.



I didn't know how much longer I could hold it in. I drove along at a speed higher than my usual, leaving a trail of smoke and dust behind me.

It continued to boil within me. This was not the place, nor the time. I held it in - soon enough I would be relieved of it. Soon enough.

My home was but a stone's throw away. My car parked, I wasted no time in getting out and into the house. I desperately needed to get myself to the toilet.


I burst through the doors, running along as I felt myself ready to explode. My family could only stare and wonder what the fuss was all about. I wasn't in the mood to explain. I rushed along, trying my best to get to the toilet on time.


My brother was bathing in the toilet, and I had nowhere else to run to. I banged my fists against the door, my voice filled with urgency and desperation.
"I need to pee! It is bursting! Get out!! I need to pee!!!" I cried.

The door swung open, and my half naked brother stepped out as quickly as he could, allowing me use of the toilet. I looked at the toilet bowl - my brother must've forgotten to flush in his haste of getting out - it smelled of pee. I didn't have the time to care. I unzipped my pants, and let myself loose. The warm liquid left my body, and I was at ease.

It was quick. It was simple.

I had taken a piss.

I took one glance at the liquid that filled the toilet bowl, and with one last gesture, made sure I never saw the exact liquid again.

Flush.

- End -

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:09 PM 3 comment(s)  

Festival of Lights.

It's a little late (didn't have the time to get on the Internet yesterday), but what the heck.

A. Dewind wishes everyone a Happy Deepavali.
Cheers :)

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Clickity Click.
Thursday, November 8, 2007

If you know what's good for you, you'll be quiet and click the image above. Just do it. Muahaha!

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 12:29 AM 1 comment(s)  

Steady As We Go.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007

As big of a fan of Dave Matthews that I am, I'll admit that I haven't listened to all their songs (despite having every single one). I turned on shuffle music for my Dave Matthews music, and it was then that I stumbled across this song: Steady As We Go.

The piano was what captivated me at the start. And then the words, and the way Dave sang it... Blissful. Ha ha. As opposed to the other works of Dave Matthews, this is musically mild. But nonetheless, it's worth a listen.
You can download the song from me by clicking here.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:39 PM 0 comment(s)  

Tired Lungs.

Completed one exam today. Woohoo. I guess... wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I might have a chance of passing. But I'm not really gonna expect anything. Should I put hope into it? Maybe not. Maybe I'll be better off without it.

Took my friend up on an offer to follow him and his band mates to go jamming, and be their vocalist (as their vocalist had just left the group) for the session.
(I should have been with Aliff, Weng Chi, Thilagan and Victor at McDonalds studying. But noooo.... Adam is kind of an idiot.)

I sang my heart out. It felt good to sing aloud - usually whenever I sing in the presence of other people, I'd restrain myself, so as not to call attention to anyone around (or just hurt their ears :P). And if you restrain yourself from singing to your best, the song/music usually isn't done any justice, as your heart isn't fully into it.

But yea. Ha ha.

Was offered to join their group as their vocalist. As great as it was, I had to decline. I would've loved to join them, but if I do join any band, I would prefer to be in one with the people closer to me. Ha ha.
At one point, when the drummer left to use the toilet, I took his place and played up a beat (mind you, I'm pretty much an amateur when it comes to drumming. I can hold a beat, but nothing too fancy). The guitarist quickly followed with a tune by Incubus, namely "Drive". Was fairly enthusiastic, as that song didn't require "mad skillz", and I could easily play it on the drums. Just as the verse was about to begin, the idiots said they didn't know the lyrics to the song. Ahahaha. As it would be said in Malay: "Potong Stim".

I knew the lyrics though. Heh heh heh.

So we played the song. And three others. All the while with me drumming, AND as lead vocals. What the bloody hell? It was only today that I learned how tiring it was (physically and mentally) to drum and sing songs at the same time. Four songs back to back can be quite a pain. Ha ha.

Good fun...

Damnit. Screw the drums. I should be playing the bass (my bass guitar is rotting at home, I swear). Collin! After Deepavali. Let's start classes! :O I know I've got MAAAD SKILLZ inside me, waiting to be released. Ha ha ha!

Speaking of which, Deepavali is around the corner! I'm fairly excited. Got plans to go to Thilagan's house on that day, followed by Kumar's. Then I'm leaving to go spend some time with my best friend Guna and his family. Haven't seen that bull in a while. Would be incredibly good to see him again and just forget about college.

Woohoo!

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20 to 11.
Sunday, November 4, 2007

First final exam is the day after tomorrow. And yet I sit here, typing out this post just to fill my time.
I should be browsing through my notes right about now. I should. I just don't have the energy or the motivation to do so.
Am I prepared for the coming exam? No.
Will I be able to prepare myself just enough for it? Highly doubt it.
Am I going to fail? For the first time since Chen's class in the 3rd semester, I truly believe so. In fact, I believe it more now than then. Unlike the previous semesters, this time I'm not gonna be able to keep my head up high and jokingly brag about my intelligence to my friends (ha ha).

Do miracles happen to people like me? Undeserving as I am, I secretly wish so.
I'll know soon enough.

On a side note: Sometimes I wish my eyes saw you differently. Then maybe I wouldn't be this way.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:27 PM 0 comment(s)  

Your Song.
Saturday, November 3, 2007

It's been a while since I took the time to sit back and enjoy this song. Originally debuted in the 1970s, this is by far (in my opinion) Elton John's best. Hard to believe that even after all these years, I still adore this song - the seemingly simple tunes of the piano; the beautifully written lyrics.
So here I share with you, one of the more recent versions of "Your Song", sung by Elton John, with the vocal aid of Alessandro Safina. Enjoy.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:18 PM 0 comment(s)  

Final examinations next week.

Just playing time against my troubles. Just playing time.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:20 PM 0 comment(s)  

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