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Friday, October 14, 2005


state of fear
This is Crichton's newest novel that defies the truth and facts about global climate change. Reviews said that the novel contains too many data (tables, graphics, perhaps even footnotes?) and a bit boring (perhaps because of the data). I find it interesting to know Crichton's view on climate change. Well, this is a novel and not really his view and opinion, but still.. it's something that came out from his mind.

Speaking of coming out, I remember my old fascination to spy novels. I'm more into Forsyth and Clancy. Clancy's latest novel was terrible. Can't find Forsyth's novel everywhere and I guess I'm stuck with Le Carre. He's great, but I don't really read his works. This is his masterpiece according to the reviews. But the book is too thin.the spy who came in from the cold

I am currently reading "My Name is Red" by Orhan Pamuk. Pretty interesting, especially when it gets to arguing ways to understand and then record reality. It's a bit philosophical.

So, Le Carre or Crichton? Any takes?


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Tuesday, October 04, 2005

trente six

C'est un roman policier avec Gerard Dipardieu. Un film francais qui est tellement different que son ami d'Hollywood. Ce film et plus realistique. Un peu triste. On pourrait pas expecter qui va se passer. A la fin du film, attend un grand surprise.

Je reviendrai pour ecrire plus. Ca fait longue temp que j'ecrit pas en francais, meme parler. Si je reviens pas, ne me cherche pas s'il vous plait, parce que ce film est disponible en DVD.


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darth vader vs princess

man and wife
Parsons carefully crafted and revealed the other side of a stud. A human being. When a man is love struck, make ways! For he will beat any rhinoceros in a 100 meters sprint and will ram his whole body on to the wall in the end of the race. Wrecked. FUBAR (f*cked up beyond any recognition).

Parsons had to write a happy end, otherwise the dreamy public will hate him. Despite that, he was able to be true to his call (a man's calling): to be true to purest love, to be true to his soul, to be the provider. How's dat fer a man?

I got bored when I reach the first half of the book and was literally flipping through the pages randomly scanning for anything interesting. It's a bit dragging in the end. But then again, this is the subjective little me. I'm more used to fast-paced one, different than the mainstream story. Anyways, Parsons did describe a very humanistic man. They are NOT that strong.. (no no no no no, I am NOT a feminist. take away that label).


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afterhour delirium

frozen love songsSkycrapers with dimly lit lamps feigning power saving. Save energy now. We are 50 years late. The road is still hectic. Six-lane avenue that cuts the Metropole into South and North halves. This is a lazy evening.

"..it keeps trying to save me,
don't believe a word I say,
fever fairytale.."

A blowing instrument suffers from Martini hangover. Was it saxophone? Keine Ahnung.. Murky melody corking your heart out.

Huge neon signs. Humongous vinyl advertising banner on the pedestrian bridge hanging accross the fast-paced tracks. Piano keys. A, B, C.. soft drums? Any hitting instruments.

"..my late ego,
under your pillow, old radio.."

Smooth cymbals. Blurry voice. Soft yet high pitched.

"..and so we meet again,
so without it we will not feel pain,
so we will meet again,
at the lovely/lasting tree.."

Red light at the giant turnabout. Night cops smoking away the stale polluted damp air. Fourteen billion automated fountain is switched off. Roll down your window to see

"..my shadow love me,
just like I love myself.."

drifting away through fast and slow lanes. Cruising on top of 20 storeys structures.

It's kinda blues. It's Nina Simone and something else. A bit unexplicable to the common ears. Trip hop?

Very personal. Like mixing three flavors of gelato and licking the creamy texture to the final splatz. Interrupting the icy taste with bitter nicotines on your pink taste buds.


Artist: Tika | Title: Frozen Love Songs | c 04/2005 Rooftopsound | Distributed by Aksara Record | All song, lyrics and images are protected | Made in Indonesia


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