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Dean DeLeo is a genius
No wonder the chords to Cast A Shade were familiar; the first three are very much like the verse chords to Stone Temple Pilots – Plush! He too took a descending chromatic line (D to B) and used chords around them.
e|-3-3-3-3-
B|-3-2-1-0-
G|-0-3-2-0-
D|-0-0-0-0-
I’m not even going to try to figure out how to spell each chord, but they are pretty funky inversions. Then, he does a descending line again, from G to E, like in my song! Of course, I also do a B to D on two octaves after that, so I shall smirk proudly in my own chord math. 🙂
I swear I was not inspired by Plush; I was inspired by Led Zeppelin – Stairway To Heaven and Kashmir. Stairway To Heaven’s intro riff for one has a descending chromatic bassline. Very neat.
Of course, there are other lesser-known inverted chord mathemagicians, but I shall only proclaim my love for those who made their alternate-voiced chords on radio, like um Stone Temple Pilots, The Who, Led Zeppelin, Incubus and um Eric Clapton to some extent.
nevaeh ot yawriats
I’ll be damned.
Stairway To Heaven reversed.
Now usually what I do is scoff it off as a doctored fake, but today I took the time to cut 4:20 to 4:40 of the song and reverse it in Cool Edit Pro 2. It sounded like the Flash file, but clearer!
Hey, if you call me and I don’t pick up, you get to hear a reversed message too. Had it quite a while though. Very cool since I sounded German there.
Busiest Monday
Bintang Walk, and a few roads off it, had its busiest Monday, and it was not a public holiday. The cause of traffic jams that was of no consequence to me? HELP Institute’s Fete De La Musique 2004.
This shall be an exercise in linking as much as I can, perhaps in parody of link-everything-overinformatively blogs and websites with too many sponsored links.
I headed there with digicam, printed schedule and map, to Berjaya Times Square first, bumping into Alda and the rest of Dragon Red, including extended family members like Debbie. Syefri was there too, awaiting his turn to not follow schedule.
I headed to Sungei Wang to meet up with Hanna and Carolyn. There wasn’t much there after the Dancing Queens, and so our legs took us through air-conditioned conditions to BB Plaza and then Lot 10 and KL Plaza, bumping into KJ the retired porcupine hair bearer. KL Plaza held no promise, as we headed down Star Hill lane to lead up to Music Exchange. Despite its “Closed Mondays” sign, Hanna left with 7 CDs.
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Cucumber-drenched Mustard
I was soaking in frequencies from a cannon when like kapow! weirder than cucumber-drenched mustard, the manager-like lady she came, and she said she spun Rubik cubes too. “What, can’t anybody figure it out in two days?”
This was cause for further investigation, and so we went down. I diagrammatically showed the processes I learnt from manuals for anything beyond the first layer (as opposed to being completely self-taught!) All she did was wave her hands in the air.
After the jam was over, we all bummed around a bit, with me wishing I bothered with the voice recorder. Hung around a bit too long we did, to the ire of those waiting for us.
I’d think it was least to my fault, but alas, his account was that a chick came and I led myself away. “But she was like saying Rubik’s Cubes and I wanted to get free tickets“… and that was like kapow Zoltan! etcetera. I swear upon all my excuses before that it was true.
I now carry a cube with me in my bag at all times.
Cast A Shade
Baby shine on me your pot of gold
From the mountains up so cold
When the sun shines I am too yellow
To embrace upon your radiant glow
Why don’t you ask, “Why is this guy blue?”
Can’t you tell green is another hue?
Until I’m done cycling in red
I will make you cast a shade
(I’ve actually recorded a demo song with this. Ask me! I have no professional training.)
16 Pictures
I have a digital camera. I will now brandish in a cam-boy pose:
(Yes, I won’t be putting ALT parameters on my pictures for this particular blog update.)
I bought it second-hand from Smashpop one Thursday night.
On Friday night, I was off to Ikano again, for Az‘s performance with Shelley Leong.
(Oh look you can click on him!)
Double-tapping on an acoustic!
It was the first time I got to see both play guitars at the same time (Az on lead, how neat is that?)
Shelley sent me to Hartamas so I could get a cab, and Projet Destina was filled with Honda Jazzes! (Cue call MW to find her brother’s car and take pictures of it.)
I dub it the Honda Jazz Festival.
On Saturday, I went to Sunway Pyramid a bit too early; 9:30am to be exact. I heard a piano playing, and it was:
Jenifer playing the piano that was just there in the middle of Sunway Pyramid!
I walked around the IT Center, and bumped into:
Douglas, the guy who sold me the 128 Megabyte Transcend xD-Picture flash card. I was no longer limited to 16 MB!
I then headed over to DJ Phuturecybersonique‘s crib and got quite a view.
The view.
A yellow… Mercedes, parking below, as seen in his balcony.
Dry Ice in water. Jakuned I did!
I then packed oodles of currypuffs and fried(?) chicken home. My family feasted on the leftovers.
That night, I walked to the clock tower to wait for my bus; on the way there, a wee bit off Masjid Jamek, I saw this:
Hmmm.
How did it get there?
On Sunday, I watched Shrek 2 with the photogenic Lazing Eye. We found:
A teddybear that looks like Corinne!
I gathered the 4D puzzles that I got Scherzquin hooked on to, and took this:
My brother and I have a zoo
This poor defective elephant had a twisted foot
Also, while passing by the Lipton Express Yourself tunnel in KLCC today, I found that this was now unmoveable!
16 pictures and 156
Cowboy Blues
I ran down to Texas
There was my woman
Riding a cowboy
Bowlegged on his weapon
I said hey pardner
Don’t you steal my baby
He said chill out my brother
Was not like we was steady
But hell I said
She had my momma’s ring
The one that I gave her
Don’t it stand for nothing?
He said she be wooing smooching b**ching
About mah dog
He said she be flashing tempting panting
But not for my log
As I rode into the horizon
He felt a cold shiver
I felt happy for him
I was proud to be a gift giver
Oh, and I’ve linked YK, Jing, Kristin, Debbie and relinked Dustyhawk and xen0s in that Links section of my narcissistic About Me! page.
Inspired
After a late night at Matchroom Centro, I was inspired. A very simple thrash metal rhythm with old-Metallica-war-type-lyrics came of my exasperation waiting for Syefri to be fragged. Yep, he was on my team. I’m sure he’d wish me dead sooner too, as I camped out as the last man standing. I had the thrash riff for sometime, but that night was when I would connect them right. Yep, my first ever self-approved complete song, with the added weird acoustic ending for fun. Nope, it’s not downloadable yet.
Shom revealed the ever closing social circles of the people I knew on a Saturday breakfast.
I got to see that Bentley salesman (the one with the sweeet blues solos and classic rock chops) end a gig! I didn’t even know he was performing, as I was merely busybodying when Xfresh TV interviewed some rock star and his band, who had performed earlier. The Bentley dude was playing thrash metal (I think.) To think, the other Bentley dude, Shaun (also an excolleague) played in a bar band, when he otherwise noodles G3 stuff when I come over (supposedly showing me the merits of the guitar…)
Sunday? I slept, installed and played Far Cry (eat that, Valve and id Software!) and got a Indian barber haircut. Yep, my rock star hairdo had become immensely irritating when riding in the van, windows down, wind stabbing the hair into my eyes. Speaking of which I have a driving exam in exactly 5 hours. It would be wise to catch sleep in between then. Goodnight!
Show Down
I drove relatively confidently down town without the death of the engine too frequently marring me, even parking and turning. Then, I marked attendance for college, and Syefri called.
“You going to the gig?”
“What gig? Today’s? Where already ah?”
“Black’s, City Square…”
“Eh, I thought it was further down Ampang, but I’ll drop by since it’s damn near my college.”
“I’m not going since I’m in Putrajaya lah… forgot.”
I was going to just drop by since I was broke, and I remember an email saying it ended at 1am, way past my bus schedule!
I found Az again, and found Shelley Leong the co-emcee, ready to smuggle me in as a member of the press. (I didn’t intend to write a review…)
By the time the formalities were done, I was adorned with a press kit and press tag. Impressive! Turns out that this was a bigger gig than expected. Like ICOM-end-year-project gig. Surprisingly organized, too!
I was ushered to the press section, and I met the equivalent of albnok at Xfresh‘s forums – kyaizen of Jamtank. (Syefri should be slapping his head repeatedly and selling his bass amp.)
He looked nothing like a rock star (but then, some colleagues don’t even know what kind of music I listen to. Do I bob my head frantically to classical music?)
I saw performances by… (oh wait, I’ll leave that for the article that will appear on Xfresh and Jamtank!)
He sent me home! What was even cooler was that he validated my area. Since you can’t get cheap good food in Plaza Mont Kiara, you’d have to drive past the Segambut Dalam bumps to Taman Sri Sinar for some nice mixed rice at a makeshift stall that had no name.
Hot damn. I felt bloody proud. Someday, I envision seeing a “New Sri Sinar Mixed Rice Restaurant” on Jalan Gasing.