Learning Curve

I learn at the feet of the great ones before me
The storied and laurelled
The unsung and devious

Where I wait they are swift,
My eyes blinkered by things I am barely conscious of

the awe of the student becomes annoyance
the painful lesson
the wheel cannot be reinvented

annoyance fades to acceptance
fluidity of understanding
temperance of time

I learn at the feet of the great ones before me
my eyes now open
to see the cracks of their soles
and the weariness of their smiles

M. Woodham March 2007

Music I love: 2

Yep this is going to be a regular series. Here's another song by Yoko Kanno from the Cowboy Bebop movie soundtrack, once again lyrics are provided courtesy of stlyrics.com . I found an amv with the song from the last post "No Reply" on You Tube but nothing for this one unfortunately :-(

Artist: Yoko Kanno
Song: Gotta Knock A Little Harder
Lyrics: Tim Jensen

Happiness is just a word to me, and it might have meant a thing or two
If I'd known the difference
Emptiness, a lonely parody, and my life, another smokin' gun
A sign of my indifference

Always keepin' safe inside,where no one ever had a chance
To penetrate a break in
Let me tell you some have tried, but I would slam the door so tight
That they could never get in

Kept my cool under lock and key, and I never shed a tear
Another sign of my condidtion
Fear of love or bitter vanity, that kept me on the run
The main events at my confession

I kept a chain upon my door,that would shake the shame of Cain
Into a blind submission
The burning ghost without a name ,was calling all the same
But I wouldn't listen

The longer I'd stall, the further I'd crawl
The further I'd crawl, the harder I'd fall
I was crawlin' into the fire
The more that I saw, the further I'd fall
The further I'd fall, the lower I'd crawl
I kept fallin' into the fire

Suddenly it occurred to me, the reason for the run and hide
Had totalled my existence
Everything left on the other side, could never be much worse than this
But could I go the distance?

I faced the door and all my shame, tearin' off each piece of chain
Until they all were broken
But no matter how I tried, the other side was locked so tight
That door it wouldn't open

Gave it all that I got, and started to knock
Shouted for someone to open the lock
I just gotta, get through the door

And the more that I knocked, the hotter I got
The hotter I got, the harder I'd knock
I just gotta, break through the door

Gotta knock a little harder, Gotta knock a little harder
Gotta knock a little harder, Break through the door

Music I love

I discovered one of my favourite artists and composers through watching anime ( in particular the series Cowboy Bebop ). While reading throught the credits I realized that all the music from the series was original and had been composed by one person namely Yoko Kanno . Subsequently I've been googling and youtubing and downloading and all that jazz to find out more about her and her music.

Here are the lyrics for one of my favourite songs which comes from the original soundtrack of the Cowboy Bebop movie. (Eventually I will learn how to put music on this site). The lyrics were taken from www.stlyrics.com

Artist: Yoko Kanno
Song: No Reply
Lyrics: Tim Jensen

Like the perfect ending, It won't be long,
Till everything I've ruined has seen me gone,
In time, I pray you'll forgive,
Now you know the man I am, Can you forgive me?

I fall, Like the sands of time,
Like some broken rhyme, At feet no longer there.

If only I could call the rain to melt and wash away the pain you feel
I would
You gave yourself to me and showed me what the truth could be
For that, I say thank you
This was my life
It never made much sense to me...

With every lie that I lived, Part of me would fade,
Into this empty shadow I've become, And now I feel so numb,
I no longer know myself, But I still know you.

I call, And there is no reply,
Like some phantom cry, On ears too far away,

I close my eyes and watch as my life passes by,
The only thing I see is you,
For all the times you walked the line for me and standing by my side, I say thank you,
Here lies my life, It never felt that real to me.

You'll always mean so much to me
And there's no reply, And there's no reply,
You'll never know how much you meant to me,
And there's no reply, And there's no reply,
You'll never know how much you meant to me.

If only I could call the rain to melt and wash away the pain you feel. I would.
You gave yourself to me and showed me what the truth could be.
For that, I say thank you.

This was my life.It never made much sense to me...

I close my eyes and watch as my life passes by,The only thing I see is you,
For all the times you walked the line for me and standing by my side,
I say thank you,
You in my life,
It all meant so much more to me.

Changes 2

Circular thoughts like a dog biting it’s own tail
What breaks the sado- masochistic cycle?
(Assuming a circle can be broken stretched and recreated into a line with an end)
The true desire and willingness for change

Change is frightening
It’s new
I have no experience with it

What is frightening is my refusal to shed childish thinking.
What other universal truth exists but that
Change is constant

Yes! Change with a Capital or common c.
I have already changed without being consciously aware
My root complaint must then be that I am cowardly
And live in fear of the change that I should be

The comfort of the same or the exhilaration of the future?
Bearing in mind change is already unfolding
Without me
How does it end?


Mummy Mel Feb 2007

KES the band

KES the band performed on stage along side Nadia Batson last Friday at mas Camp. When I tell yuh seh a show sell off!! I had no idea that KES was so good. They really left a good impression and kept the crowd going for the entire time that they were onstage. If any one wants more info on them just check out their website. As a matter of fact I'm putting some other links here as well that everyone should check out.

http://www.kestheband.com/
http://www.rootzunderground.com/
http://www.machelmontano.com/

Dutty Wine vs any other wine

In response to this topic all I can say is, "A rose by any other name would smell just as sweet"

Four days and counting

I had a great time at Mas Camp. It was a literal homecoming. The dj was horrible , but I suppose it shows how great a time I had since he couldn't spoil the night. Nuff respec going out to the latest additions to the posse; Raeven , Thinkbass and the Percussionist.

"Chip chip chippin an we chippin an we chip chip every night everyday.." -Insomnia-Rupee

Carnival Again

It's that time of year again folks. Yep. The mas camp posse has returned bigger and better than before. As of tomorrow there will be no need to ask what my plans for the next ten fridays are.

"Wave to the sky, carnival. I see everybody jumpin
Wave to the sky, bachannal, I see everybody jumpin
Take a jump take a jump take a jump take a jump take a jump take a wave
Everybody jumpin !"

Wave -Destra Garcia

Roar

I am lion hear me roar
I am a sound too large to be ignored
I rumble and fuss and growl and stalk
I will dog your steps and watch you walk

"Roar!" said the lion to the unsuspecting girl
"I am the king of this here lair and everything within this world
To survive on this path you must pay the toll
Two orders from Dragon City of their very best spring rolls"

(Posted by a very hungry person)

Inside Jokes

The door to my office has a control arm to prevent it from slamming shut. Apart from just being a big heavy door, the control arm was recently tightened so its even harder to open the door. I am amused every time I see someone attempting to struggle with the door, most of all one of my co-workers. This individual was asked (on more than one occasion while it was being fixed) to make sure that it would not be too difficult to open. Well guess what, said same person finds the door too difficult. It's also quite hilarious to see the number of persons who are convinced that the office is locked because they cannot open the door.

Dates to remember

January 16 - Birthday of friend
January 24 - Death of brother's godmother
January 25 - Birthday of friend
January 27 - Birthday of friend, birth of first child of other friend
January 29 - Death of mother, Birthday of two friends

Life is a continuous cycle of renewal and change

Bad man fi dead

I started commenting on Seeker's post "Death of a Dictator" http://jusidle.blogspot.com/ but it was too long for just a comment so i've decided to post it instead.

"Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us". This line from the Lord's Prayer is a fundamental part of Christianity. I don't think other religions or rational thinking persons for that matter can really fault this view. It's quite healthy, very civilsed and all that.

That doesn't stop me one whit from being happy that Saddam is dead, that he was not accidentally killed, and that quite a few persons were there to see it happen. Moreover I do take a certain satisfaction in the ignominy of his execution. I will put forward the controversial view that I needed him to die in a manner similar to one that he has inflicted on others before I can start to forgive. I will go so far as to say he got his just desserts.

The Wicked Warlock of the East is dead, Long live the Wicked Warlock of the West

New Year

Happy New Year to all my adoring fans!

I'd just like to thank God for giving me friends who convinced me to start a blog last year. Now they could finally breath a sigh of relief and say "Thank God now I don't actually have to listen to her anymore"

To my coworkers, family members, friends, romantic interests et al who have inspired these numerous posts. Thank you for providing me with so much to do in my obvious abundance of free time. What would I have done without that axe , the grinder, the whet stone and the substance for the things I jab about? A million thanks just... aren't... enough.

For those whom I have left out don't take it personally, I will get around to thanking you in my own way.

Oncew again Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!!

A sigh on the breeze

You're a song I sing on the grey days, when the sky is blue and the flowers are bright.
The silence of the crowd makes your presence even more wanted, the absence that's absorbed by the whole.

Putting carts before horses

Bwoy. Now things like this I just shake my head over. So you have an institution and you expect that within a certain period of time the numbers of persons in this instituition are going to increase by a projected amount. When these persons do appear within your established time frame, why is it only months after their arrival that you realize you have a problem accommodating them. The facilities you provide them with have not increased in any way and you are in fact planning on bringing in yet more persons to meet your quota.

Now that just ain't right.

Dark Caverns

Sometimes those moments loom suddenly like a car crash. Literal waves of despair, dark and dank, overbearing. Panic threatens. All inferiorities magnified and unbalanced. Contexts changed chaotically. Some months will be fine , some months won't. So far there's never been a time where the wave lasted for more than a few minutes before the sea calmed. The waves continue coming even wih no disturbances in the area. On the whole I don't think I can be prepared even if I get a two week weather forecast. The best I hope for is to endure the ride.

New Fave

Have found a site (courtesy of my big bro) called http://www.crunchyroll.com which allows me to watch streaming videos of all my favourite animes. This is the best quality site I've seen , I mean it definitely tops everything. Literally I've been spending hours after work just sitting down and watching back to back episodes of Bleach, and when I'm finished I'll be doing the same thing for Cowboy Bebop.

CrunchyRoll Baby!!

Pounding the pavement?

So I've heard from one of the places I applied to, they filled the position the same week :S Still trying to get word from the other place. Wondering now if I should start hitting the pavement and beating the bushes. Ah well, I've always been told that good jobs are hard to find, especially if you're being picky so I shall think nothing of it.

Patriotism

What's the colour of patriotism? Some might argue it's the red of your blood, or the green of your land. Well my colour is copper. Yep bright metallic copper tone

The same colour and mineral structure as a ten or twenty five cent coin.

If you really want to support your country then use your "red money". It's legal tender and accepted anywhere they take Master card or Visa in this island.

Stop taking them for a joke. All too often I see people screwing up their faces and bitchin about the state of the economy and how the dollar depreciating every day. Well how the hell you expect the economy to get any better if you don't do your little part. Support your Jamaican products, and support your own damn currency! Money doesn't exist in a vacuum and very simply put if you throw away and scorn it on the ground it ain't going to sprout into a magical beanstalk. It has to be used and circulated and above all appreciated. You and your granny-horse-dead-cow-fat struggle so hard for di likkle money.

Tap fling it weh!

All the same U.S. dollar that you buying up like it going out of style, you think that's going to make your own dollar any stronger? No it Ain't. So stop with the terrorist activities. All you do, every time you get the coins, put it in a jar and at the end of the month jus go change it at the bank.

Build Jamaica, Save in Jamaica(n)

Sitting on the moon

You're a consummate friend and a real man's man
But you're not cocky. You don't limp, there's no swagger or machismo. Nope
None of that.
There's a bounce to your step that lifts you off the ground.
Separates you from the norm.

Carries you to the moon.
Cause that's where dreams go.
All the way up to the man in the moon.
That moon must get pretty heavy , what with all the ppl I've been sending up there lately.

mmm, well lookihere!
Seems like I'm sitting pretty high up myself,
"Yes thank you, I'd certainly love some tea Mr. Moon"
Still don't know how I got here but I'll certainly enjoy the view.