When Sheep Cannot Sleep

"Teenage angst has paid off well, but now I’m bored and old," goes a line by Kurt Cobain. He was hailed as the king of alternative or grunge music but we all know that he was a punk kid at heart. C’mon he only owned a pair of shoes - red All-Stars and he shot himself - that’s punk as f*ck.

Apparently, teenage angst has slowly been seeping outta me. Don’t get me wrong, I still listen to Metallica, Nirvana (lots), the Deftones and (God bless them) Rage Against the Machine as well as punk tunes - Offspring rule!!- . And I still turn it up when a guy pulls up next to me blasting the latest Fifty…I mean Fiddy Cent so loudly that his damn plastic-looking rims almost fall off his ghetto-riffic ride (no racism here - I believe both blacks AND whites can ride in ghetto-mobiles).

There’s my problem - I have to turn it up. Back in the day (and quite a few buds can testify to this) MY music would have knocked the gold teeth right out of his mouth. My ears seem to be a little more tender at the ripe old age of 22 and I have to calm them down by listening to music at a lower volume and more eclectic music (the Bad Plus, occasional Django Reinhardt & revisiting the Beatles catalog ). This has led to some friends questioning my faith in rock music.

This is my open letter to the world to state that I am still punk as hell. I own three guitars, am in a band (prog-rock with punk overtones), my car is full of trash, t-shirts & CDs, I skateboard, snowboard and I don’t care what anyone thinks, especially about what I wear. Also, shop at thrift stores and make mixtapes of stuff I like.

All this is not official though. I also took a test. And the results are: 

Anarchy in the USA, baby. I’m still a punk.

Punk in the sense of the word, not the music genre (sorry, some people need clarification).

There you go…now I’m officially a punk-kid. And I’ve officially wasted about 5 mimutes of your life (7 if you read S.L.O.W!)

Now, if you escuse me, I’ve got to go spraypaint my mohawk green again.

Wanna find out what music genre you are? Take the MUSIC quiz here! Go on, you know you want to waste at least 3 more minutes of your life…

I want to start a band called Misled Youth. I want to release 2 indie albums before selling out and signing with Sony Records. After appearing on Jay Leno, taking over EmptyVee (with our stylish and ultra-suave rock moves), being nominated for two Granny awards and being on the cover of Bowling Stoned, we will release another album called "Hypnotic Soup", which makes a breakthrough by being in the Apple Eye-pod ad. (I also want to father 3 illegitimate kids with swimsuit models).

Then, I will claim that my bandmates are freeloaders and leave the band (citing artistic differences) to start a country band called Shotguns and Sixpence. I want to play at the Republican National Convention and get kicked off the stage for saying Dubya cheats while playing golf.

Around this time, I will probably be arrested for not making child support payments and will have to sell my mansion that I bought from M.C. Hammer to make bail. Misled Youth will then have a reunion tour that will last three months before the singer "accidentally" pushes me off the stage, causing me to break a leg. While being wheeled out of the emergency room, the drummer will "accidentally" forget to put on the brakes and I will roll into a parked ambulance.

I want to end up a washed-up, angry rock has-been that meets his demise when trying to hotwire his humbuckers in a hot tub. My death will resurrect the careers of Misled Youth and they will go on to become the top selling band in history (second to Michael Jackson only).

Thank you!!! Good night!!

Spring break is here at last. Aaah…the time when college kids herald the warm weather with drunken beach parties and nudity. Lots of nudity. The inspiration behind the "Girls Gone Wild" series. This is my last spring break and where am I?

I’m in Indy. Where the warmest it has been is 3 celcius. Nudity? Maybe on skin-e-max but certainly not around here. I’m not just in Indy - I’m in a computer lab in school, supposed to be working on the two papers that are due on Monday. Instead, I’m writing this so you can point and laugh at me while/after reading this. Your amusement is my goal in life.

Guess I shouldn’t complain. I had my Spring Break two weeks ago. A week snowboarding in Switzerland and three days in Rome. There….that wiped the smug smile of your faces, didn’t it? heh heh

And St. Patrick’s Day is coming up. They’ve died the river green and will start handing out green beer on Thursday, so it’s not a total loss. The weather is getting warmer too…hell, yesterday I only had to wear 2 layers of clothing!!

Oh yeah…Foo is doing great. Eating and drinking and doing all his bunny things (sans humping). He does seem a little stoned from all the pain killers we’ve been feeding him. He’s got three doses to go. He had four but I’ve stolen some so I can try them later - maybe it’ll inspire a blog entry…until then, hasta la vista baby.

Some sad news for Foo (see pic). He’s getting neutered today. Yup, no more humping Beth’s leg or teddy bears. So if you’re drinking tonight, raise a glass for my bunny buddy. He needs it!

He’ll get through surgery fine. If you feel the need to send sympathy cash, please address them to me You’ll be updated as soo as he’s out.

Speaking of surgeries and doctors, I am finally admitting defeat and going to see someone about my back problems. Years of skateboarding, soccer, aggressive (and totally unnecessary) headbanging and falling on my ass trying to be the first Malaysian succesfully snowboard a monsterpipe (last week) have taken its toll.

I bet my spine is so twisted I prolly fused some vertabrae together. If I get my hands on my X-rays, I’m gonna post em online!! I hate visiting doctors cause they always tell you to stop doing - like you might die the next time you try. Yeah, right. Did Houdini follow doctors orders? Did Evil Knievel obey his doctors commands? Look what they accomplished….errr, on second thought, I think I’ll just stay in bed the rest of my life.

Okay, my back is starting to spazz out and you are probably really bored and tired of my ranting, so the end of this post is near. It. Ends. Right. Here. 

It had to come…I have a space where I can share my thoughts with the world. The end of literature is here!!

You lot are spared cause nothing seems to be on my mind today (as usual) except for some news that said that Malaysia is going to send our first cosmonaut to space in 2007! Malaysians in space! He (or she) is supposed to bring up a sarong and make roti canai. Forget roti canai. Think teh tarik…you can pull the thing for miles!! heh heh Won’t be long before someone tries to tarik tea from Earth to Mars.

That’s enough mucking about for now. More stuff when I’m a little more inspired. Maybe after lunch. Be afraid…be very afraid.