listening to mocca (a jazz/swing band from indonesia) recently. the tune is so different, at least to my ear. =)
“I dont need my diary anymore” claims the cute-voiced singer/swinger.
what’s that got to do with me.
she tell her stories in her music-dude!now i know i need something to write on. as i always like writing. to keep the memories there, hanging on it’s place while i’m in my journey to produce the masterpeace. -of course its’ a sin if aidit alfian knows. dont aim masterpeace. ok, it’s my excuse. i just want to wait i bit more.
here, i want to write again. with an option to read it when i’m sober n clean. and hopefully it’s good music that i wrote.
hey ho to good music.
