Saturday, April 21, 2007

i had another morbid dream the other night. like all my other morbid dreams, it involved a whole lot of gore. although all my morbid dreams are different, they somehow have a recurring theme- me stabbing/hacking some frightening monster or psycho killer to death in self-defence. before anyone starts labelling me as some mentally unsound/potentially dangerous freak and recommending me to go for counselling or see a shrink, i emphasise the word SELF-DEFENCE. it's not like i attacked random innocent people, like the Virginia Tech massacre gunman.

but anyway, all these morbid dreams are really horror movie-ish. maybe my fascination with horror movies is to blame. but im not obsessed with them i just like them cos they're well, cheap thrills. so why do i keep having dreams like that?! it's rather unsettling. i would prefer to dream of meeting westlife, anyday. which was the sort of dream i used to have when i was younger.

bubblegum dreams.
"pick me;
choose me;
love me."

i don't know why i find that rather hilarious.
maybe it's because i have too much pride to ever be able to say that.
and as we all know, pride can be your downfall.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

beautiful melancholy?

for quite some time i've been thinking of setting up a blog, but never got round to it for many reasons. 1) i am totally uncomputer-savvy. blogging might be idiot-proof, but its not ingrid-proof. HAHA! i'm serious. 2) not enough time &/or patience. patience is a virtue i definitely do not possess. 3) fear of blog eventually being abandoned. its not good to quit anything halfway, that's for sure.

BUT.
then i thought.

the need for an outlet to rant far outweighs all the above. and for some strange reason, i feel the need to exercise my (fantastic) writing skills. though it isn't like i'm aspiring to be a journalist or anything.
ok but mostly the reason for this, (and this is gonna sound quite weird) is because perhaps, a blog is the best listener you could ever wish for. sometimes, its nice to be able to say anything you want without worrying about how the other party would respond or whether you're gonna become a murderer (by boring the other person to death.) cos that person might not enjoy things like, for example, discussing dashboard confessional lyrics or analysing names. (though im sure there're many people who absolutely love doing that.haha)

anyway, talking about music, they were showing live from abbey road on arts central just now. i think that was probably the first time i ever watched arts central :/ it shows different artistes/musicians having their recording sessions. apparently, abbey road is some famous recording studio, hence the name. i watched the episode actually really only for damien rice(they also featured jamaraquoi and the goo goo dolls) and it turned out he was really the only one worth watching. haha. i love damien rice! he's seriously the epitome of melancholy and heartache.
he sang 9 crimes and it was like...wow. there's such a thing as sweet melancholy, but what about beautiful melancholy? because if there is, that was it.
volcano was quite screwed up though cos he tried to jazz it up with drums and stuff. doesn't work. i think his songs are best when its just his voice and the piano. its like really raw emotion. i'm just hoping one day they'll feature erm, dashboard. although that probably wouldn't happen in a thousand years. they're just not big enough
. what a cynic i am! haha.