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So Monochrome and So Lukewarm

First post! Ayey!
Since my previous blog -which I love the most- is getting way too personal and frontal and whatsoever, I've decided to set it into a private blog hahaha suck that yan del and anybody elses that love to peek into my super personal life :p So I made this new blog, which will contain my less personal life, less personal thoughts, reviews, and maybe some of my writings too. Feel free to enjoy~


Speaking of  reviews, I am currently obsessed and inspired by NYLON Indonesia's associate editor named Alexander Kusuma Praja which you could find him here. He wrote the best review and interview of underground to mainstream music, from albums to gigs, from the music to their personal life, bottom line: I.Just.Love.What.He.Wrote. So having a lot of free time during holiday makes me wanna write some music reviews, or I could sometimes post movie and food review, I don't know~~~ Since I love music so much and couldn't do a single thing about that except loving and listening to it, I want to try to write things about it hahaha. And btw, since I found it a lil hard to write review in english, which makes me rarely could send my review to student globe, I created this blog so I could write things in bahasa ._.


Anyway why 'Monochrome and Lukewarm'? Sounds familiar huh? That's because I took it from one of Bloc Party's lyrics in I Still Remember: 

And on that teachers' training day
We wrote our names on every train
Laughed at the people off to work
So monochrome and so lukewarm



The song is about thinking back the things you've had with someone, the good times, and regret things that you should've done back then. I wasn't referring to whatever that line means in that lyrics 'tho, I just like how it rhyme hahaha so monochrome and so lukewarm~~

Enough with the chitchats, enjoy ;)

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