Where is the passion when needed the most?
Brings back memories.
When I was in BMT.
Everynight, before i turned in, i would for 30 mins to 45 mins, listen to music.
When everyone is sleeping, I would be lying on my bed, with the mosquito net up , listening to music. Nothing in particular that I'd listen too. Just whatever goes with whatever mood which I was in.
But usually, I'd prefer the coldplay tracks during the night. Just like how I'd prefer iron maiden's heavy metal in the hot dry afternoons on tekong.
Mostly slow tracks. Tear jerkers. Like Under the bridge by RHCP, perhaps The Scientist by Coldplay or Sweetest Goodbye for Maroon 5. Time of your life, by greenday, altho most would argue that its the wrong song at the wrong time. Considering its at tekong. and the thing is, i would certainly agree.
I cant play any instruments and I cant sing for nuts if you gave me nuts. Not that I dont like nuts, but erm.. you get my drift yea.
But music, is probably one of those things that sustain me. after coffee and cigarettes.
Its not unnormal for me to be plug in for like, 5 hours straight while out. Im totally at ease. With music in my head.
Just a short post on what music is too me. This is done on a whimper. Cos I just felt like blogging yet i didnt really know what i wanted to write about.
So yea. Just alil bit. alil more information. and alil unintelligent and absolute time wasting on my part.
anyway, ciao.
tap again soon.