Minggu, 24 Oktober 2010

24 October, '10. I Mad with THEM!

HELL-o guys.
Nice too see you. I had another suckin problem you know. Why they not give their thumbs, and they give us a middle finger. what the hell huh?

Intinya gini, pas gw tadi jam setengah 10. gw sontak nyalain tipi karena ya, kalian tau lah. betapa gila'nya gw sama band Jakarta Selatan itu. pertamanya gw seneng, karena mereka jadi pembuka acara. gw liat kondusif" aja kok.
dan sampai pada lagu kedua. mereka ngebawain "Di Balik Hari Esok". dan lo tau gimana, mereka ngacungin jari tengah ke arah pee wee berdasarkan intruksi asal dari bang Ichod Sadega. katanya gini,"kalo kalian belom mandi, angkat jari tengahnya!". apa yang mereka lakukan? gw kira mereka bakal malu.

perkiraan gw meleset 180 derajat pas.

mereka malah lebih gila lagi ngacungin jari tengahnya. gw di sana mulai panas, rasanya gw pengen banting tuh tipi. tapi itu tipi temen gw.
saat di akhir" lagu, mereka seperti biasa banget. NGELEMPARIN SENDAL BUTUT MURAHAN KE PANGGUNG.
najis bener gw liatnya! berkali kali nimpuk. Mereka yg d atas panggung (pee wee) ga ngeles sedikitpun. tapi anehnya, ga ada yg kena.

gw gerah banget. sumpah! apa gunanya sih jadi haters yg loyal banget? ga ada gunanya. lo cuma ngerusak musik Indonesia. #middle finger.

pas ditimpukin gitu, k'sansan makin garang. dia nunjukin ekspresi semangatnya 100x dibanding sebelumnya. andai gw di sana, gw bantuin anak" disana.
mereka nimpukin sendal mereka terus menerus. kericuhan tampak sekilas di tipi. dan ada saat yang paling gw bangga sama seorang Alditsa Sadega, di saat lagu selesai, dia berteriak,"Nanti di rumah belajar nimpuk ya! Masa dari tadi ga ada yang kena?" dia tertawa lalu melengos turun panggung.

so for APWG/fuckin haters, keep tryin to treat us. and dont forget if u want to attack ass, WE'LL NEVER SAY DIE! yeah, DORK NEVER SAY DIE!

Minggu, 10 Oktober 2010

21st Century Breakdown by: Green Day

Sob, akhir" ini gw seneng banget sama lagu ini dah.
Baca yah. :D

Born into Nixon I was raised in hell
A welfare child
Where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born
The first one to run
My town was blind from refinery sun


My generation is zero
I never made it
As a working class hero
21st Century Breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing
What's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline

I was made of poison and blood
Condemnation is what I understood

Videogames of the towers fall
Homeland security
Could kill us all


We are the class of '13
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969

My name is no one
The long lost son
Born on the 4th of July
Raised in the era of heroes and cons
That left me for dead or alive

I am a nation
A worker of pride
My debt to the status quo

The scars on my hands
And the means to an ends
Is all the that I have to show

I swallowed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've broken my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control

I've been to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of flowers left over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
Wasting my time
And waiting for judgement day

I praise liberty
The "freedom to obey"
Is the song that strangles me
Don't cross the line

Dream, America dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn

Scream, America scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons.

keren kan?