dan·de·li·on
lion's tooth
flowering plant in the Northern Hemisphere
with a globe of fine filaments
children (and the wind) love to blow away...
Click on the butterflies around the dandelions to get around.
Fire your imagination, Dream in colour
a boring old hag who loves to scream her head off, mutter in gibberish, and talk to random people on the streets.
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Beautiful music. Gorgeous food. the Sun.Sea.Sand. Butterflies. Dance. Movies.
Spontaneity. Laughter. Love. Courage.
The Weird, Beautiful, and Unique.
the entire collection at HMV
my spanish chef (: im gonna marry him!
zonk time!
more of Desigual and Koi Nobori!
the yakpak hobo bag!
A Lifetime of Musicmaking with Inspiring People
and to share this with the world
Monday, March 19, 2007
went for the chick corea and gary burton concert on thursday. and it was well worth every single dollar and cents of my 62bucks. especially after they did the seat exchange for us...a peek over the guy in front of us revealed a whooping 150buck seat for us! surprsie surprise. (: and so. i loved the amazing chemistry between the two awesome musicians. so understated and subtle but so powerful. i loved the improvisations the magical harmonies the dialogue the sparks and the stage presence. in particular the hypnotizing song. so simple and yet so effective. the tango! the brazil song. and the opening piece. they're funny people too.
and i left the concert totally inspired. armed with the totallycool huge manuscripts ready for the bigone's transcriptions. haha.
we had a cockedup day yest. the messiest dinner ever which was hilarious. a result of mayo chili fries melting icecream flying arms and two extremely starving people. all over the place. music and lyrics is also damn funny. and the lines in it...they struck so many chords. so true. so well spoken. man. so much that its spooky.
and somehow, i felt like turning. and asking. and saying
im all in a mess.
dejavu.
a tangled web i somehow am happy to be in.
lies?
they're the ultimate when u create them for yourself.
if i saw a shooting star now.
theres only one thing i would wish for.
and every cell in me
theyre praying, this time round,
that im lucky. lucky just like how a bad pronounciation of my name would sound.
u dunno, how much i want this.
chilipadi on 12:45 AM
