The Katican Dreaming

Archive for the ‘Music’ Category

I am really infatuated with this song, and has been for a long long time. It reminds me of the times when I was so exhausted and drained from working the long and dry hours into the night.

It kept me sane.

MIKA

Posted on: October 17, 2009

I am quite surprised that a few of my friends don’t register when I mentioned MIKA. He has a vocal range of three and a half octaves according to himself while others speculated that he has five. HA HA.

Here’s a music video which I really enjoyed. It’s colourful, cute, catchy and, if you watch closely, a bit naughty.

For fun and laughter, enjoy.

Just being random, I had this album cover as a postcard TWO years back, on my hostel room noticeboard. But I never listened to his songs then. Just weird how things come and go in circles.

Moon river, wider than a mile.

I’m crossing you in style some day.
Oh dream maker, you heart breaker,
Wherever you are going, I’m going your way.
Two drifters, off to see the world,
There’re such alot of world to see.
We’re after the same rainbow’s end,
Waiting round the bend.
My huckleberry friend,
Moon river and me.
Tags:

This song made me cry so hard.

“Before you judge me, try hard to love me.”

Tags:

Finally, I have some questions answered

Stolen from Lisa Marie Presley..

“Friday, June 26, 2009

He Knew.

Years ago Michael and I were having a deep conversation about life in general.

I can’t recall the exact subject matter but he may have been questioning me about the circumstances of my Fathers Death.

At some point he paused, he stared at me very intensely and he stated with an almost calm certainty, “I am afraid that I am going to end up like him, the way he did.”

I promptly tried to deter him from the idea, at which point he just shrugged his shoulders and nodded almost matter of fact as if to let me know, he knew what he knew and that was kind of that.

14 years later I am sitting here watching on the news an ambulance leaves the driveway of his home, the big gates, the crowds outside the gates, the coverage, the crowds outside the hospital, the Cause of death and what may have led up to it and the memory of this conversation hit me, as did the unstoppable tears.

A predicted ending by him, by loved ones and by me, but what I didn’t predict was how much it was going to hurt when it finally happened.

The person I failed to help is being transferred right now to the LA County Coroners office for his Autopsy.

All of my indifference and detachment that I worked so hard to achieve over the years has just gone into the bowels of hell and right now I am gutted.

I am going to say now what I have never said before because I want the truth out there for once.

Our relationship was not “a sham” as is being reported in the press. It was an unusual relationship yes, where two unusual people who did not live or know a “Normal life” found a connection, perhaps with some suspect timing on his part. Nonetheless, I do believe he loved me as much as he could love anyone and I loved him very much.

I wanted to “save him” I wanted to save him from the inevitable which is what has just happened.

His family and his loved ones also wanted to save him from this as well but didn’t know how and this was 14 years ago. We all worried that this would be the outcome then.

At that time, In trying to save him, I almost lost myself.

He was an incredibly dynamic force and power that was not to be underestimated.
When he used it for something good, It was the best and when he used it for something bad, It was really, REALLY bad.

Mediocrity was not a concept that would even for a second enter Michael Jackson’s being or actions.

I became very ill and emotionally/ spiritually exhausted in my quest to save him from certain self-destructive behavior and from the awful vampires and leeches he would always manage to magnetize around him.

I was in over my head while trying.

I had my children to care for, I had to make a decision.

The hardest decision I have ever had to make, which was to walk away and let his fate have him, even though I desperately loved him and tried to stop or reverse it somehow.
After the Divorce, I spent a few years obsessing about him and what I could have done different, in regret.

Then I spent some angry years at the whole situation.
At some point, I truly became Indifferent, until now.

As I sit here overwhelmed with sadness, reflection and confusion at what was my biggest failure to date, watching on the news almost play by play The exact Scenario I saw happen on August 16th, 1977 happening again right now with Michael (A sight I never wanted to see again) just as he predicted, I am truly, truly gutted.

Any ill experience or words I have felt towards him in the past has just died inside of me along with him.

He was an amazing person and I am lucky to have gotten as close to him as I did and to have had the many experiences and years that we had together.

I desperately hope that he can be relieved from his pain, pressure and turmoil now.
He deserves to be free from all of that and I hope he is in a better place or will be.

I also hope that anyone else who feels they have failed to help him can be set free because he hopefully finally is.

The World is in shock but somehow he knew exactly how his fate would be played out some day more than anyone else knew, and he was right.

I really needed to say this right now, thanks for listening.

~LMP “

I was watching MTV this afternoon and there it was, endless loop of michael’s music videos and documentaries. It is then I realised how he had been misunderstood as a person, who was never allowed to have a ‘normal’ life. His demise is inevitable, just like so many before him.

Life for him as a star is short and bright, at least bright for the most part of it. He had physically grown as a person but mentally he was still a child, and a lonely and emotionally reliant one. Many tried to bring him down and they had succeeded. The world has lost yet another star.

He could have the world, and everything that he needed, yet all he needed was love.

You are not alone.
R.I.P.

50 boy the game has started
49 I close my eyes
48 you ran away so fast
47 I can still hear that you’re breathing

46 I see my future
45 I try to see your future
44 I think I am feeling blue
43 I just can’t stop thinking of you

42 41 40

When can I see you again
Will you turn into someone I don’t really know
How can I see you again
I’m so afraid that you’re becoming someone I don’t really know

39 38 37 36 35 34 33 32 31 30

29 a leaf falls in my hand
28 I feel the heartbeat of the street
27 the birds are singing in the sky
26 a ghost asks: ‘Why are you standing here?’

When can I see you again
Will you turn into someone I don’t really know
How can I see you again
I’m so afraid that you’re becoming someone I don’t really know

25 24 23 22 21 20 19 18 17 16 15 14 13 12 11 10 9 8

7 the butterflies dance in front of me
6 do you know that it’s my lucky number
5 I’ve lost my sense of space and time
4 it’s getting closer to the end
3 I’m out of my mind
2 baby are you ready?
1 it’s time to open my eyes…

Stolen, &
left in the lurch

0 do I still know you

Finally, i had the opportunity to take a peak at the music room. The room is not too big but has almost everything that you need for a good jam. And then…I fell in love with the drum set!! I so want to pursue this passion..and pick up those that I am so rusty in now….

It will be soooo wasted if I dont do something about them…





Move it,

Kat

Tags:


We are all wannabes, but in a good way.

Look Here If Bored

Past

Email Me:

katzcen@gmail.com

For things interesting.

For fun and laughter.

For the weird and wonderful.