26/11/2011

Metaphorically speaking, it's like a single cold fine needle being pushed through the outermost layer of my heart and being left to stay there lodged in the core to slowly deteriorate me from inside.

RHCP Concert Review

A month before D-day, I was already bragging about it. Sorry but I haven't ever been to a big concert before with world renowned artists performing and I was just showing my enthusiasm for it! Hehe. I wasn't a big fan of Red Hot Chilli Peppers per se, but if I'm gonna get to see them live..sure I'll go!

An indie rock band called Fool's Gold from L.A. opened for the band, and ummm to be honest they nearly spoiled my mood for the night; the fact that I don't much like indie rock had nothing to do with it.

By quarter to 9, light's dimmed and guitars blared out to Monarchy of Roses which I thought was a good choice for opening. We were in the sitting lane but it was hard to keep still in our seats, so we basically ended up standing to dance most of the time.

I thought it was their new album I'm with you tour but guess not since we found ourselves dancing to a mix of new and some of those old songs we listened to while growing up in high school. Nostalgic rather...sigh! Their music is consistent and I like their new songs but nah not all of 'em; The Adventures of Rain Dance Maggie and Look around are nice though. Dance, dance, dance do not want to make me dance, dance, dance.

But yeah we had an aweeeeesome time, the whole concert (excluding Fool's Gold) was for about 2 hours I recall but it felt like we just zoomed from the beginning to end. We really didn't wanna go home and seriously wanted more head-banging (and jumping!!!) And no we did not drink :D

And finally let the music speak for itself, well errrmmmm...for 39 seconds:

That's all for RHCP! 

Oh and I got an opportunity to do this review for our university magazine SHUlife on Imelda May. [In case you haven't heard of her yet, then you must! I love love love her voice, and oh-so-good-hard-to-find-nowadays music]. So I got to go to her concert in 'Sheffield O2 Academy' for free with +1, how cool is that?? Haha! She's one of my favourite blues artist; excited would be an understatement. It was on 22 November and I haven't written the review yet; when I'm done with it, I'll post it here. Although I admit that lil' sentence I wrote in brackets is a bit of a give-away, but I promise I'll try to critically analyse ;)

I Couldn't Sleep Last Night

Yet sleep eludes me
I've toiled much and need my rest

But you hold me
I'm benumbed you lie across the sea's crest

Though robes warm me
I'd rather a hint of your wind blown nest

Thus sleep embraces me
I've toiled too much and I do need my rest

Pain

Dug through my past files to find something to post for it's been long since I've updated my blog (and no time to have a brain-wave to create something new), and this lil' piece stood out from the pile.


Where were you my darling
When I laid crying
This heart longed for you
My mind in-spite of rationalities desired you

                  Why didn’t you come take me

                  How could you not come to me
                  Happiness and sorrow
                  I braved them alone till morrow

                                       The pain remains entwined my love
                                       With the gentle velvety softness of love
                                       Failed attempts at sweet reminiscence
                                       The thorn still pricks in persistence

My day on 14 Sept, 2011

Back in Sheffield. A late night on the phone last night, a late morning start with coffee. Cherry on top with ‘Gone with the wind’. Another dose of my warm cosy bed, fingers tapping away on my laptop to thank my well-wishers; I'm that considerate. Melts me a bit to realise I've been blessed with good friends. A call to my best-friend; she went - don’t die until we meet again. Another to my parents; a birthday song sung. Stepped on a dead rat on my way out. Big dinner, an even bigger dessert - a surprise home-made cake and presents from my friends; told you I'm blessed. Yes I do love surprises. The biggest surprise's the gift from my boyfriend; no wonder I said yes. A no-fuss birthday without alcohol, yet I feel so content. After all, age is just a number it’s what's in your head that matters. Trying to pull up my second favourite grey jeans, ummm yeah I definitely need to un-freeze that gym membership though. Night-time again, I won’t be a princess any more tomorrow, turning twenty three can be tiring yawn.............................toodles*

I'm blessed and cursed, in logical sequence planned out by the Architect, and I'm equally grateful for both.