Another sunday evenin'...

9.22pm at Ricecooker shop...where Arwith and Ahmad havin' a chat...it's all 'bout the indie music scene...

This is a mobile bloggin'

or it’s just me...

Ahhh!... I must accept this phenomena…it’s gonna be one hell of rainy season…ironically it only happen in the morning…darn!!!...so sorry my dear “Cyradees” I can’t ride you to work lately…I’m kinda miss bike commutin’

So I took the LRT at 6.45am and while the rain still pourin’ mercilessly I just realize there’s so many people rushin’ to the station during cock-crow...I guess I was wrong about the idea of "quiet station scenery" during the dawn

The weather seems to kinda peculiar lately…a heavy shower in the morning and cavernous boilin’ heat in the afternoon…but still…the city runs perfectly on her own crude pace…those astonishin’ traffic jam…and the swarms of unforgivin’ throngs…yeah I thinks it’s normal…or it’s just me

Push The Button To Start Cookin’...

The shop is finally open, Joe Kidd’s The Ricecooker Shop…located at 1st floor Annexe (Central Market Annexe)

please be warned that this shop got nothin’ to do with cookin’ yer rice*…it's a one-stop outlet for diy/indie kultur... this shop will serve you with lotsa infos, CDs, tapes, books + fanzines and also some “piring terbang”(vinyl’s)… and yeah! some t-shirts too

and if you wanna “lepak” and have some chat with yer friends…the Bau-Bau Café ** is just across the door… with the splendid "Teh Serai" and Moroccan Mint Tea listed on the menu

errr…quotin’ Joe Kidd “Do come around around late afternoon” :)

Heres some images taken around the shop...


the doors

the shelf and the shop

flyers wall of fame and Fendi Chotar

friends and Ahmad Asas promotin' the T-Shirts


so...labels, distros, bands, film people, wordsmiths, etc. do contact Joe (dungboy@gmail.com), The Ricecooker Shop wants your stuff.


*ricecooker symbolically representing asian modern culture

**The Ricecooker and Bau Bau Café are a part of the effort by the new Central Market management and labDNA to bring the arts, its people and creations back its original home, back to Central Market

Singin' In The Rain...

Darn…it’s rainin' this mornin’…woke up at 4.30am and heard those heavy pourin’ out side my window…”tarik selimut” and go back to sleep again

5.30am…aiseyyy…still rainin’…means no bike commutin’ for me today…after I drank my cuppa joe…I rushed to the bus depot…it was 6.15am and still rainin’ (drizzle)…I was well equipped with gears (hooded sweater, snow cap, waterproof messenger bag, sumatra coffee and my walkman hp)

yeah…I had to say yes to this fossil fueled machine today…but it’s a public transport so ok lahhh…first move the bus (tempatan) to Maluri cost me rm1…6.30am…it’s still early so the traffic runs semi-smooth even the school kids seems to swarms in every bus stops…reached Maluri station on 7.15am…

6.40am...took with my 850i Sony Ericsson

wait for the bus (bandar) to Medan Pasar which gonna cost me rm2…climb up bus no. 108 at 7.25am…still hang on with Musik FM playin' on my walkman…ahhh nice...no traffic jam from Jalan Pudu onwards

…reached Medan Pasar at 7.50am just nice to give me some ample time to walk to Dayabumi while wistlin' to the tune on my walkman…rm3 for a day round-trip...ahhh kira Ok laahhh

Wayang Beber Kota...

The city seems to be very calm today…an early afternoon shower, cleansin’ those dust and haze...and a low bright evening...ISO 400 kinda scenery...nice

Right afer work me lock me bike to the sign post just behind CM’s annex and walk up to Bau-Bau Café…there’s gonna be an art show at 8.30pm (Wayang Beber)…while waitin’ for those “arty” moment…I just sit around and chat with couple of friends…throwin' jokes on Joe Kidd and my newly meet friends Stick and his ladyfriend (Joe said that Stick use to skin bashin’ for Doom, Extreme Noise Terror and lotsa band in UK during the 80’s)

8.30pm: the show started, it was Wayang Beber Kota – an artist presentation: Dani Iswardana (Solo Indonesia)…good turn up even Datuk A. Samad Said is also 'round and havin' a chit-chat with my artistik friend Ava the Abroko

it’s more some sort of introductions about this ancient play…dated pre-Hindu era in Java civilizations…this was the embryo of our “Wayang Kulit (shadow puppets)…a very complex state of art…

here some excerpt from Wikipedia about Wayang Beber:

“The wayang beber has strong similarities to narratives in the form of illustrated ballads that were common at annual fairs in medieval and early modern Europe. They have also been subject to the same fate – they have nearly vanished. A few scrolls of images remain from those times, found today in museums. Performances, mostly in small auditoriums, take place according to the following pattern:

The dalang gives a sign, the gamelan orchestra (or a musician with a violin-like instrument) begins to play and the Dalang unrolls a picture related to the story. Then, speaking and singing, he narrates the story in more detail. In this manner, in the course of the evening he unrolls several pictures. The pictures are shown one at a time and are successively unrolled. Each picture represents a story or part of a story. The content of the story typically stems from the Ramayana, the Mahabharata, the Jenggala stories or profane stories from other villages and kingdoms”

But Wayang Beber Kota is a modern version of the play…where all the dialogs and themes are about the current issues…it's all 'bout the city life...how i wish there's a wayang kulit 'bout this maladroited city of mine :)



Shamir, Joe (havin his dinner) & Stick



Dani durin' the intoductions and the scrools

the scrools

which of the "part" are you?

The city wont listen to you…you, yourself must obey the city…don’t cry ‘bout your frustrations or fail”ness”

but here’s a secret…the city will listen to you and even obeyin' all of your frickin’ orders…if you be part of the city…

how?...dont ask me!...the answer was already planted in your head…look for it!

Its a Sony

I'm usin' (tryin') my sony ericsson W850i hp to capture C'Nedra image in panorama mode...ah craps!

*mobile bloggin'

Driving and The Science of Self Realizations

I’m not a fan of cars or other “petrol base” vehicles…I preferred the self propelled machine called the bicycle…

ridin’ in this city always give me time to ponder about life and self realizations…one scary topic to linger during paddlin’ your bike eh?

while browsin’ the virtual world yesterday I found one article (iskcon) about self realizations in a very urban style…read on then…

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A car cannot run without a driver. Similarly, the body will not work without the presence of the soul.

Just as a young child may not realize that each and every car needs a driver for it to move, those without developed knowledge perceive the body but fail to see the soul within.

The driver may identify with his car and even feel kinship with drivers of a similar model. Similarly feelings of friendship or enmity arise from identifying with the body.

The driver develops a deep attachment to the car, so in an accident he commonly cries out "You hit me!” If the soul identifies with the body in the same way, then – preoccupied with the body's condition – he becomes caught in a web of distress and happiness.

The driver is not satisfied maintaining the car alone without looking after his own needs. Similarly, looking after the body alone cannot satisfy the soul.

Although the driver is not the vehicle, he will move according to the nature of the car, namely fast, slow, etc.

The same driver can get out of one vehicle and drive another. Similarly, the soul leaves one body and enters another…

-ISKCON-

funny but nice :)