A change in taste

Well, for this years concert, i was thinking of something purplish and with very deep meaning. Deep purple lah... but then, i was listening to steve vai again. and the audience is listening just popped into my head. again. and now i want to play it. again. and this time i can play it better. i figured out the fast tapping part near the start. and can play it! now i need to borrow someone's wah pedal, cos mine isn't good enough. why this song instead of the other one? do something different. showstopping. that's the idea. impress with great skill and showmanship. this song can be really showy. compared to the purplish tinge of the other song. and its more upbeat. and not so rocky. quite jazzy. especially the intro riff. nice stuff. and its not just picking, but plucking too. see? different... and also the solos nd riffs are different. nice different. unique. a normal rock solo won't do in a steve vai song. its got to be complex. and killer. with the deep purple, its not that straightforward either, but compared to steve's licks, i laugh at how it sort of pales in comparison... one more reason. actually 2 or 3. i got a steve vai signature, so why not play his song? very fitting. it would just be weird if i had a strat and i was playing a steve vai song... also, linky will get a bass solo. go watch G3 live in tokyo. haha. not as radical as that, but just as nice. and then, watch the music video for the song. as in the one with the small kid. haha. nice. last reason i can think of. at least now...
Yesterday, i went to tampines mall. and of course stopped by yamaha. i was oogling at the pedals. jimi hendrix wah, crybaby... and then my mom had this idea of getting me drumsticks. not the chicken one. the real drumsticks. used for drums. drum sticks. so, i just went along. its kinda cool. and i can use it to conduct guitar practice... so i got my drumsticks. drum sticks. now all i need are drums, or a drum pad thingamajig...
and my dad is finally letting me use the iPOD. i know, not a big deal. old fashioned. yes, while people around are dancing in tune with their ipod nanos, i have an ipod 3g. yes. why am i excited? i can finally cram all my dream theater songs in one place. 15Gb!!!!! beats my shuffle, only 512MB. and why he lets me use it? cos we got the skin. some screen protector. ya. oh, and if you didn't know, dream theater songs on average last around 8-10 mins. and they got 11 albums. choc full of songs.
This weeked i feel very helpful. why? i've helped loads of people. especially in maths. and i also helped a bit with malay. a teeny yiny bit. surprising cos malay isn't my forte. more like pianissimo. can't remember if i spelt that right. so i'll use symbols. pp first, i help 3 girls who failed maths test and have to take re-test. then, i teach my cousin, who's in madrasah, taking o levels this year and is way behind, cos the school lag a bit in maths. so there. helpful me. and i translated a word from english to malay.
I still haven't worn my pink panther boxers. haha. i'll probably wear it on saturday. and speaking of boxers, the other night, i was walking to the carpark with my mom and dad. then at the void deck of one of the blocks, there was this guy. wearing only boxers. licking an ice-cream. haha. weird. and he was going about like nobody's business, reading the notice board at the lifts. i bet those boxers were knocking each other out...
and to everyone who wants me to add your blog to my links, you got to do the same. add this blog to your links. its not fair if you don't. and i'll also need your blog addresses. i'm not psychic. or maybe i am, but i don't want to tell you... reverse-reverse-reverse psychology? or even that could be reverse psychology... BAM, i'm reading your mind... you're thinking i'm weird, and crazy... SNAP, wrong mind, read my own... but probably it doesn't take a psychic to read one's own mind...