blasting stereos...

i crave...

Today's MSN nick : where are you, bud?
Song anchored in my head : some band song which i dunno
Current Mood : not sure
Trying to portray the me that: is back from band

Band (part one)
today's band was alright i guess
didnt get much scoldings
(satisfied with just getting by?)
actually no.. but its the limit
thats the best we can do,
i think.
how i wish i had seniors
such that i'm not the featured players
(not that you are now)
yeah i know
i mean
i dun want such a heavy responsibility
just like my lower sec life
things were much simpler then
sigh...

when i'm playing music,
by right i cannot be interfered
cuz i'll just lose my focus
one big problem in my section
is that we can't count
(including you)
yeah, me too
i suck totally at rhythm
thats why i want to join band
sir's band that is... (SYWS)
so that i have seniors
to teach what they had not
when i was in sec school.
(the onus is on you to improve)
yeah i know,
but i dont know what to do,
how to improve, etc.
i dare say my sightreading has improved
but i still need to know more
i crave for musical knowledge
feed me.

i think gold is a toughie for us
its not that i despise my band
its just that we have to be realistic
i dont dream
i'm not forcing you people not too either
i just dont want to be disappointed

my section's problems
-tonguing,
-rhythm,
-fingering,
-playing together,
-tone
*basically, everything,
what i want
-one trumpet sound
-precision
-fast-tonguing
i hope, i hope.
ending with a poem
enjoy

Fly Away
A quiver of longing, the heart perched
on its topmost rung, bracing itself
for the leap off into the air, then the catch
by the gentle hands of the wind,
and held up, to swing into formation
with the migrating spirits, hail the landfall
balancing the sun on its palm.

The body remains, and sings louder,
a trapped bird rishing through daylight's score,
before the drapery is drawn across its cage.

Boey Kim Cheng

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