House of the Rising Sun - The Animals

Way back in the 5th grade, in Philippines, when I began learning the guitar was when I came across this for the first time.
My guitaring lessons in a nutshell, lasted for 4 weeks. I learned the basic notes, one or two simple natural scales, all the natural and some # and b chords and essential techniques such as slide, hammer, pull-off, power-chords, etc.

After being respectably proficient in these techniques, my teacher decided to give me two songs to learn. The first one being Beethoven's "Ode To Joy". I learned this song well at that time considering it contained mainly notes. The chords I went back to later on as I got better at things. The second song is this: "House of the rising sun" by The Animals. Now this song, I never payed much attention to at that time. It was taught to me during my very last lesson of that beginner course. Contained a mixture of chords and notes. Something I was bad at. My fingers were far too soft and my palm width too narrow during that time.

Approximately 3 days ago I heard this song at my friend's place on his PC. 
It completely mesmerized me instantly! Immediately after which I rememberd my guitar learning days!
Upon reaching home, I first downloaded it, secondly downloaded the guitar tabs. And now I've filled in that missing block that should've been filled after the last day of guitar!

For those who would like to listen to this classic, natural composition:

Check this out

Orkut tells me:


You are connected to 44,288,040 people through 182 friends.

Why do you think they tell you that?
Is it an incentive? An incentive to have 44,288,222 friends one day?

AAahahaha....right!

I the Critic

BLOOD DIAMOND



I'd call it 'Informative entertainment'. A new release: this movie, about the african conflict diamonds is by far the most perfect movie, 
in terms of emotions,
that I have seen! I'd give it a thumbs up!!!

Ill-required to say, the movie revolves around the story of the African wars over conflict diamonds, the destruction it caused to the country, its people and the market system in general.
I will not sit here and narrate the entire story as it defies the point of appreciasion of the movie.
In a nutshell, the life of a diamond smuggler, dedicated and cold, a native who's life is torn apart by the struggle taking place in his hometown and a journalist who has set foot in the country just to get entangled yet having nothing to do with the diamonds, are all intertwined and changed entirely.

Previously, I wasn't much aware of the history of conflict diamonds too much. Only knew the bottlecap of what it was. After watching the movie, I was drowned in the world of the wars that were waged, the conspiracy that the bigwigs of diamond dealings layed. And in most detail, I studied the itenrary one small dirty stone dug by a slave from the wettened sands of Africa made through different palms and casings, through a multitude of lieus into the clean and beautifully lit glass showcases congregated in a dazzling wedding gift located in a classy boutique on an upperclass street.

Enough from me, ya? So go grab a friend to a theatre near you and catch a view of this film. (Or bloody hell, go alone, but dont miss this one out).

Warning: Scenes may contain violence, mild gore, but no nude scenes =)

 

Dreaming of a wish!

What if this place was my backyard,
where I could spend many a lazy afternoons,
and the corrupt world and its systems would be as far away as possible,

but

wishes and dreams are an art in its own!!!

Too bad, this place doesn't exist!!!
There's no way it can, otherwise man would have discovered it and desecrated it long back!

Blind emotion

Emotion

I like to fiddle around.
Blindfoldedly walk into paintbuckets,
Let, not my brain, but my emotions control the brush.
And let that sense dominate all other senses.
For, a biased me will  never exude the equitable picture.
Can you see what I see?
Or by seeing, sense what I sense?
And if it is so,
Then it is true, that thoughts need no preaching to spread,
But only an unbiased emotion.

-Siddhartha S. Nirgudkar

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