I got done coding the forthcoming version of this weblog and the bit to handle the migration of the contents and comments over the long weekend. It's just waiting be unveiled in due time now. Not only that, I also managed to catch up with not one, but TWO movie DVDs (The Simpsons Movie and Pixar Short Films Collection Vol.1) as well as listened to not two, not three, but FOUR music album CDs (Faizal Tahir's Aku.Muzik.Kamu, Melissa Indot's Ecelecticism, Sara Bareilles' Little Voice and Blake Lewis' Audio Day Dream) in full. I even managed to go visit some relatives on Eid and neighbors on Christmas. In between all of that, I got a piece of music that's been playing in my head down as a demo.
I would reckon the above can be counted as a bunch of personal achievements to wrap my 2007 up. Amazing what one can do when there are virtually no interruptions and distractions that usually get in your way. I should try doing that more often next year or at least, while I can.
Catch y'all on the flip side.
The powers that be are not sparing me, even during a game of Scrabulous on Facebook.
In case you're wondering what that word means in Malay street lingo, here's a concise explanation of it.
Due to logistical reasons, I have mostly been staying out of my apartment over the last couple of weeks. When I came back this evening, I was struck by the funky smell that greeted me as I opened the door. It could only mean one thing: I forgot to take the trash out before I left home. Turns out that was only half of it. There were unwashed dishes with some of the remaining oatmeal I had for breakfast last week in the sink. Only this time, the oatmeal moved. The nutrients on the oatmeal must have acted like steroids to whatever organisms that were living on it. It's actually one of those sights that makes me go Steve Irwin: "Crikey! Isn't she gorgeous, mate! What a beauty!" I shall never look at oatmeal the same way again.
I actually took a photo of it before washing it away but I'm stopping short of putting it up here as it might seriously jeopardize whatever chances I have left for any relationship with the opposite sex.
The tracks on this mixset are somewhat dated but I've grown fond of this mix as this was one of the first mixes I've ever done back in 2004. And by hand too (this was way before I got to know about Deckadance or Ableton). I'm putting it up here as the external hard disk that I use to archive my materials is beginning to go wonky already. My balls have shrunk as a result of that. So get it while you can (the track, not my balls).
Tracklist: Mr. Dabada (Carlos Jean), Ya Mamma (Fatboy Slim), Supermokhtar (Tyco/KRU), Magic Carpet Ride (Philip Steir feat. Steppenwolf), Funky Shit (The Prodigy), Morning Lemon (The Chemical Brothers).
Download: Phuturetronica (~13MB)