1000 ipod songs, one magical pause.

The music mesh.

Broken songs

tears wet; eyelash.

chimes ring, slash.

Broken, return

rebound by song.

I realized I haven't updated in a while but anyway.... Ihavemyreasons (awkward smile) While the notes were beating away in the depths of my brain, I began to watch and feel inspired. No promises here, just raw, lyrical song.

Artist: Jhameel

Song: How many Lovers

So, when I first heard about singer/ songwriter/musician Jhameel from an article featured in IndieShuffle, this was what happened :-

STEPS TO STEPH's... (something)

 Click 

 Listen

*Nod, nod, nod...

 Brief glance at screen

Pictures might be subject to actual person's eye size
Source: Google images

It spun endless dreams

Title: Eye of London
Artist: Megan Ong

The mechanics of it all

Wire, metal, raw.

Images in my mind;

Like a creeping paw.

Marred, scared into

see-saw motions in the sky

Spinning, dry ticks, time.

Let not your heart stay still

Move to the mechanical wheel.

Lifeboat : A memoir of the little toy boat

Title: Toy boats

Artist: Megan Ong

Hold on.

Boats they bobble,

Reak, the sea

Meak-less, gifted.

Vomit –free. They lie

in every sense.

invoking Memories.

Note: Just some inspiration from Megan Ong's work. A 2 am dream of traveling at sea, or just plain deliriousness.

Just for kicks and giggles.

Artist: Foster The people

Song: Pumped up kicks

A bright song for a bright new day =)

STEPS TO INDIE- EAR PLEASURE:-
1. Click here
2. Wait, load, listen. Indieshuffle!

TRIOMPHE! The crazy woman on the street.

Note: So, Megan Ong just sent me this last night and I think it deserves a huge, TRIOMPHE! (She actually stood in the middle of the street! (gaping awe).

Picture: Arc de Troimphe, Paris
Artist: Megan Ong

Piece by piece,

Victory!

Some distant sound of mockery.......

Piece by piece,

Maliciously.

Scenes turn slow, its really, sickly.

Walks behind, driven by
Reckless youth, mindless fools!
Until they reached the test of time
Look now with an onward sigh.

Triumph, gone

Marred and born,

Look now, cars
 Redrawn.

Some spicy supper?

Artist: Mumford and Sons

Song; Winter Winds

Its a quater to three

And beneath these torn paper leaves

I see a million words

form alphabetical madness

Tear.

 I give in to wear

ToMorrow, why hello.

Note: Some night inspiration. Nostalgic music and just a little spice of tomorrow. Good morning world, I am going to sleep. 

And on that starry night we saw. Plastic stars.

Unnamed and many they stood alone

Playing their own little unsung song

Some heard moans and silent hummms

Of cars and streets and plastic somes.

Artist: Carson Leong
Album: Friday Night (22/4/2011)

Note: Poem inspired by the playful use of lights and crazy juxtaposition! An apocalypse of plastic stars. 

STEPS TO OTHER POSSIBLE PLASTIC STAR ADVENTURES:- 
1. CLICK here
2. Enjoy reading and viewing! Photos and such by artist.
3. Get ready for infinity and beeyonnnd~ Buzz Lightyer. 

Let the words consume you.

Artist: Christina Perri

Song: The Lonely

Note: With lyric videos, all you see are the words. And sometimes that says it all.

And sometimes. There will be Magic.

Artist: The Sound Of Arrows

Title: Magic

There is something very intoxicating about electro-pop on a boring day. 

Being a dusty library, sometimes you need to create a little magic. 

Where I want to be RIGHT NOW.

Artist: Megan Ong

Title: And we spread ourselves in the radiance of light.

In calming waters the clarity of it all

as we sit and bask in the evening spread,

And you hang by the loose leaf threads

Spreading your wings against the beating wind.

Because. The feeling is endless

Note: This picture was taken on the 9th of June in Halskov, Sjalleland, Denmark.
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I saw the stars tonight.

Artist: Megan Ong
Title: Adelaide: Night Lights

Wretched are those who see,

because in a heartbeat.

They will never see

Note: Looking at this picture made me think and have one of those thankyou moments. Thankyou. Because you have taught me to see. <<http://www.un.org/en/globalissues/disabilities/index.shtml>>

thirtyfour. Local flavor(s).

And I walked in and saw a swirl of colors. 

Blue, pink and a tinge of sallow red.

Confusing isn't it?

And the electric smell of leather

The twanging of sounds

of welding metal and gold. And silver.

and they sparkle, the gems do too.

And the shop keeper

who said. and said.

And then I understood.

I had just had a taste.

hmmmm... Local flavor.

Photos :34 jewelry line modelled by the designer ( i am pretty sure)

Credits: Didi Ramlan ( as stated in website)

Steps to accessory ecstasy:-

1. Click < http://www.thirtyfour.net/main1.html >

2. Browse for ultimate satisfaction.

Note: So I was window shopping (as usual) on a boring lazy afternoon with mumzie ( did I just say that?!) and I found this local store selling intricate bags and tags and crazy hand-made accessories. Artsy description? Well, kitschy with a touch of class.
P.S. This post has everything nothing to do with my love for studded accessories.

*Disclaimer: All rights to images in this post are owned by © thirtyfour 2010.

AHHhhh Whoa Ohhhh Right? Ditto.

Somethings are just self explanatory.

<< Oh the irony>>

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Just some midsummer inspirational moment I thought I'd share.