Interlude by Morrissey and Siouxsie
“What seems like an interlude now, could be the beginning of love.
Loving you in a world that’s strange, so much more than my heart can hold.
Loving you make the whole world change, loving you I could not grow old.
No, nobody knows, when love will end. So till then, sweet friend.”
(If I ever get married, this song has strong potential to be my wedding song. If.)
Good night folks.
Lights & Music by Cut Copy
Januarisman, the most qualified Indonesian Idol in history, if I may say. He can turn corny local rock song into a smashing one. I never give a damn to all of these American Idol, Indonesian, Asian, Australian whatsoever friggin Idol before in my life - but I want Januarisman to win this one. Astonishing.
The girl behind the guitar frets from the movie August Rush. I startled to know that such person is very young and yet very determined of doing what she loves most. Her name is Kaki King. A goddess of strings.
And oh, my mom is having her birthday now. I forgot to congratulate this morning (terrible stomachache combined with awful meeting schedules and thailand travel itinerary preparation stole her thunder), but I’ve been meaning to do something special tonight. Happy birthday, Mother.
Always pray that everything goes well for you.
And oh, I’m going to Phi Phi island tomorrow. I’m being blessed.
Noran Bakrie
