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Sunday, July 29, 2007

Sedated Saturday!

Someone should make a ruling that people with no sense of rhythm should steer clear of the dancefloor. No offence but it's hard not to cry out in laughing fit when you have two people with two left feet each; trying to keep up with the tempo of the music and with their bodies in spasms. Secondly, what's the point being of coming to a club and then asking if the music can be turned down because you can't hear your friends chatting? Some people are just so hilariously contridicting without them actually knowing how fucking stupid they sound! No offence but yah, but no, but yah, but no... WTF?

As for the night, as expected. Nothing much to talk about besides the free public comedians. Nice weather. Probably spend the entire Sunday sleeping... as fucking usual. Getting damn sick of routines. Need a good proper gig to get back that drive and inspiration. Whatfuckever!

Welcome onboard, one of my long-time mates Lunus, who played at several Progressions a while back. He will be fronting the decks at eM By The River every Saturday from 10pm with his selection of Bar Sounds together with saxophonist Marc Anthony. Another beer, guys? On Fridays, we have DJ Robbie pairing up with Cuban musicians Enrique (synths) and Lorraine (flute). It's all good thus far. Musically engaging, personally for me, that is.

And to answer the question that was raised during a brief discussion over beer... "Why Norah Jones don't know why she didn't come and she feels as empty as a drum?"

Coz either she's too loose or whoever she's with has a small pecker. Hahaha! I know, lame. It's Sunday and I'm fucking tired. So sue me!

As for the question that was put to me a few days ago. Do I have a studio? What the fuck for? Make music? Been there, done it. I rather make "whoopee".