Showing posts with label Natural Disaster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Natural Disaster. Show all posts

Monday, July 7, 2008

i Am BoRed...

Bala oh Bala,

kenaper engko camtu

camner aku tak camtu

aku ditimpa bala


bala oh bala

kenaper engko timper Bala

camner aku tak timpa Bala

Bala carik aku


Bala oh Bala

kenaper ko carik bala

bukan aku yang carik bala

bala yang ikut aku


bala oh bala

kenaper plak engko ikut Bala

camner aku tak ikut Bala

Bala suker panggil aku


Bala oh Bala

mengaper engko sker panggil bala

bukan aku sker panggil bala

orang panggil aku Bala


Orang oh orang

kenaper ko sker panggil Bala

camner kiter tak panggil Bala

itu dah memang namer dier


memang namer dier

memang namer dier...

Monday, March 26, 2007

sorry, i am not funky anymore...


I was driving this morning when I heard it over Mix FM. The blurb about Earth Wind and Fire coming to Malaysia for a show. Excuse me, Earth who? You mean, that groovy funky disco-ey group with afro hairdos and tight bell bottomed pants? That group which sang “Fantasy” and “Boogie Wonderland”? My God, but aren’t they too old to be prancing about the stage while shaking their butts to the…er…groove…whatever? Do people groove anymore nowadays? And what the hell is “funky”? Play that funky music, screams that guy, whatever his name was…erm…Wild Cherry? WTF is “funky”? Groove…what groove? The groove on the LPs? Jeez..what is an LP? Daddy, why are your CDs black in colour and they are so blinking big? And why do you need to put it on that platter and stick a needle on it before it makes some sound? And what sound are those? What are they saying? How do you behave to be “groovy”, “funky” or to “boogie”?

Why are all these people coming to Malaysia suddenly? When they are so friggin’ old they probably can’t carry a Strat without hyperventilating? Why weren’t these super duper groovy fellows coming here at the top of their popularity? Last year, it was the Boney M who came here. My God. Bonny friggin’who? Bonny M? They are so old they should probably change their name to Bonny Z by now! Who would want to see some old shyte prancing on the stage singing Daddy’s Cool? It ain’t blinking cool I tell ya!

One after another old, almost Jurassic, act comes to Malaysia nowadays. These acts would not even raise an eye lid if Malaysia was mentioned to them when they were on top of their career. Now suddenly they are saying that they have wanted to come here a long time ago but there wasn’t an opportunity to do so. And they had always had us, their Far Eastern fans, in their mind all these years. That is why they are coming after all these years. Ya, rite! The truth is nobody cares about them anymore in the US of A, Europe or Japan, or even Singapore for that matter. So, these old boys have to find a region where they might still have an audience. So, Malaysia it is and Malaysia it shall be. So, we have old wrinkled men and women coming to Malaysia to perform. South East Asia used to be a dumping ground for expired goods from the west. Now we have people who, really, are nearing expiration or should have expired a long time ago, coming to perform.

At this rate, I wouldn’t be surprised if Wild Cherry would make an appearance in KL soon…yeah…play that funky music white boy…jeeez….

Friday, March 23, 2007

When the rain comes a-fallin'...

Synonymous with rain, the landslide will come. And the latest is in Putrajaya! Yerp... yerp... rite... there was a landslide in the ultra modern new capital designate of Malaysia... PUTRAJAYA! The city without the traffic jam (ya rite... no traffic jam 4 years ago!). The city with the modern transportation system (erm... where ar?). The city which houses all the government departments/ministries whatever. The city with not enough parking lots for the masses! And now, the city with the landslide.

Fortunately this time, no life was lost. Only some cars were damaged. And about a thousand people having to be evacuated from their homes. The PM, as expected, was surprised. And he has done the best thing which he could do... asked for reports. Yes yes... report please. Putrajaya Holdings... this is the PM...please prepare a report. IKRAM, this is the PM... please prepare a report.

Well well... how many FUCKIN' reports must there be on landslides before we will ever fuckin' gonna learn? Pardon my French, but I am feeling like a French guy the day after Waterloo here. Highland Tower happened in what, 1994? How many reports have been prepared, read, re-read, visit, re-visited, dissected, discussed, absorbed, thought about and forgotten since then? What is the plan my man? The P.L.A.N!!! What are we going to do about these landslides which have occured with alarming frequency dragging with them millions of dollars of damage and not to mention the lost of lives? Aren't there enough friggin' reports already for us to come up with a definite and exhaustive plan to prevent this from happening again? Why aren't we proactive rather than reactive on an ad-hoc basis? One landslide here...okay...we prepare report here and see what we can do to solve the problem here. One landslide there and we prepare report there and we will see what we can do there. Hello, reports are about landslides which HAD occured! What about landslides which are going to happen or could happen? What are we going to do about those?

Okay, I have to stop now. My assistant just walked in with a report...