There are a few songs that I have severe difficulty to like in a public space, but once I'm alone behind the wheel, I go into karaoke-crazy mode when those songs are played on the radio. I call them my guilty pleasure tunes. I hope you like them too :D
The lady has done it again. I wonder how she keeps upstaging her own antics. How is she going to top this? The Internet is exploding with images of the raw meat dress that Lady Gaga wore to the recent MTV Music Awards, and then again to a taping of The Ellen DeGeneres Show. As gruesome as it looks, I actually think there is a high level of workmanship being put into the meat dress. Well, except the ass part. I guess it doesn't really matter since Lady Gaga doesn't fancy covering up her bits anyways. Feast your eyes on the pictures and you be the one to judge (pun intended).
Regular folks like us would normally abstain from sex due to a number of regular reasons. For example, some of you might be too ugly to get laid or you have a fear of contracting STDs or afraid of being a babydaddy/baby momma after nine months or you might have mysophobia like Emma Pillsbury or you might suffer from even more regular excuses such as stress, lack of time or simply lacking interest in sex.
Lady Gaga has famously announced about her celibacy and now we all finally know why, thanks to Vanity Fair:
“I have this weird thing that if I sleep with someone they’re going to take my creativity from me through my vagina. I’m perpetually lonely. I’m lonely when I’m in relationships. It’s my condition as an artist. I’m drawn to bad romances. And my song [Bad Romance] is about whether I go after those [sort of relationships] or if they find me. I’m quite celibate now; I don’t really get time to meet anyone.”
You know normalcy ain't Gaga's cup of tea. I'll pray for her that hopefully some day, she'll meet a man who is creatively juicier than her so that he may pump more creative juices into her brain. I guess that would be the only way she'll ever be comfortable of having sex again.
Last night the boyfriend and I were at Genting to catch Khalil Fong's show. Several friends were surprised that I was even aware of his existence, judging from my preference for English songs. There's no need to be surprised really. He's an ABC and does pretty good covers of some classic English songs. But that's not the main reason why I love Khalil. His songs are really good and the show last night was absolutely fantastic! He did not run out of tune nor run out of breath after singing for 2 hours straight. That's how a true good singer should perform live. I only wished he got his bum off the stage and got closer to his fans.
I was imagining myself as the girl Khalil was singing about in his 'Black and White' song and hence, the dress. I wanted to post a link to the video but it has been removed from Youtube. Go find the video if you want to know what I'm talking about. Btw he looks really cute in that video.
Camwhoring with Khalil's poster outside the arena.
Met Mrs. B who got her concert cherry popped by Khalil. Mr. B bought the show's tickets. LOL!
With the man responsible for introducing me to Khalil's music :)
Khalil Fan Club members getting overly enthusiastic in front of the TV crew's cameras as the show is about to start. To the two guys who were trying to copy Khalil's style: Cut it out. You are nowhere near as good looking as Khalil. Just stick to loving his music. TQVM.
Opening act: I'm sorry to his fans, but I really have no idea who this is. Yes, that is how supportive I am towards the local entertainment industry. Mrs. B tells me his name is Andrew Tan.
The Soulboy finally gets on stage. Shame on those concertgoers who didn't come in on time. Don't you guys realise the show can't be started if you don't come in and find your seats on time? Bloody hell.
Khalil flashing a cheeky grin before running off stage. I love you baby!!!!!!!! Come back soon.
I've uploaded some videos on Youtube. Click on the songs to view some of the highlights from his concert. My favourite was 'Wonderful Tonight'. That's most probably because it was the only song I could sing along to all the lyrics. Watching the videos and listening to his songs after the show just makes my heart grow fonder for Khalil *sigh*
I nearly died from a happy heart attack this morning when I saw someone talking on Facebook about Khalil Fong coming to town!!!!!!!! I guess I just gave out significant information about my whereabouts on 29th May to my potential stalkers -.-" Why must it be that everytime someone rolls into town, I cannot find anyone sharing an equal enthusiasm as mine? It's either me not having friends who share the same musical tastes, or my frugal boyfriend frowning when I tell him the VIP ticket price. There might be some hope to cut down on costs though, since the concert is going to be at Genting - I may just prove there could be a bright side to gambling away for your fortune after all! For instance, high rollers can redeem free tickets for their kids to watch a concert. If that doesn't work out, I might as well settle for the cheapest tickets, sit at the back row and try my hardest not to mistakenly cheer for the backup guitar player instead of Khalil Fong.
Here is another reason why I am so in love with Lady Gaga. Her latest music video for Bad Romance absolutely rocks my socks. You have to just SHUT UP and WATCH to witness the awesomeness that is Gaga.
Apparently the single premiered at the McQueen fashion show that I blogged about earlier.
You'll never miss the fierce McQueen fashion that Lady Gaga paraded in her music video. It seems like the shoes and clothes were made just for her, or at least strongly inspired by her eccentric style. You'll have to check with McQueen to confirm that.
I know her videos are weird but aren't they just sexy as hell? She even went nekkid for it!! My two favourite scenes are when she freezes with all those diamonds in the air and the part when she shows off McQueen's glittery alien getup. You know what, I love the video so much I couldn't stop watching it and nobody can get between Gaga and me!!!!
p/s: Methinks Lady Gaga is trying to prove she doesn't have a dick when she donned that red suit at the end bit of the video. You can almost catch a glimpse of her vajayjay here.
So you might've heard I ran all the way down south to our neighbouring country so I could catch Lady Gaga live in concert last week. I have to be honest that I had a blast! Never in Bolehland would we get to go gaga over Lady Gaga's perky bottom on stage. So the money spent, time wasted, sweat shed and feet ache were all worth it. The crowd may be kiasu and Lady Gaga may be late but she brought the house down. There was no doubt about that. My only regret was being too naive to trust concert organizers when they said cameras weren't allowed into the arena. I walked in and saw every other person with a camera as big as a bazooka, while I had to settle with shiteous quality videos and pictures. FML. Never will I buy into that shiz again. Or maybe I should invest in a phone with mucho better quality camera functions??
I'd like to share my favourite video from the night. I like it mostly because it sounds way better when she talks than when the music is blaring off the speakers. Yes, did I mention my phone's camera suck? Here's Lady Gaga buttering up to her fans in Singapore.
Got to spend some time catching up with friends in Singapore and they were all lovely. Couldn't be more thankful and happier for their company!! Will be treating them very well whenever they're here in town. I took part in Singapore's national sport and bought some stuff too. Not crapload of stuff but some stuff which I can't get in KL. They're either too fugly or expensive here. I've had some pretty good food too. I'm beginning to think Singaporean food actually do NOT suck. It was probably just silly lil' me not knowing where the good stuff are. Was having some drinks with friends at Vista Bistro out at the East Coast when this local duo decided to cover Lady Gaga since she was in town. They were pretty good, although I find the singer was a tad too syok sendiri. LOL.
Now I'm thinking where my next vacation spot will be. Maybe Manila?
Nothing cures a twisted mind like moshing to the tunes of one of today's hottest pop act. I was semi-devastated just 2 days earlier, as reality started to sink in. My trip down to Singapore to catch Lady Gaga live was probably never going to happen. Thank goodness I still have someone who loves me enough to go with me. Finally we started to make it happen yesterday. Haha! I'll never forget how kind my brother was when he accompanied me to watch Crossroads (starring the legendary Miss Britney Spears) when I was in secondary school. Yes, terribly embarassing for him but it meant the world to me because I'm so in love with Brit Brit. How could a true fan miss her starring debut? Anyhow, history is repeating itself as my brother stepped up again while I had no friends who are happening enough to go gaga with me. Or maybe he was trying to get lucky with Singaporean girls in the moshpit? I gotta give credit to the guy. He's got taste. There probably wouldn't be Ahlians hanging around at Fort Canning Park next Wednesday.
I'm so stoked and cannot wait for the day to come!! Sitting around wishing and cursing Lady Gaga for not coming over to our shores is not an option. We Malaysians know better. I'm already thinking about what I should wear to the concert. I'll probably start packing 2 days before going off. Yes, I'm that excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now that I have something really awesome to look forward to, my thoughts are not as sad anymore. I realised that my mind's been kind of mundane since Jac's wedding. Am I missing something here? I hope not. It gives me chills to think I've become an obsessive compulsive organiser/busybody/nosepoke of some sort. Shiver me timbers. I need help. Maybe seek medical help? Yeah, I'm so going to get help tonight. I'll be here: http://www.zestpj.com/uncle-chillis/ruban-md-nurses-nite-6-aug/. See ya?
You read it right. I didn't refer to it as a singular experience. It was a first for the both of us. My boyfriend and I. We've been together for close to two years now, and it's the first time we're doing it. Hell, I was sure he felt as nervous as I was. But he wasn't showing too much of emotions. Guys were never comfortable to talk about what was going on in their heads after all. So I thought I should at least try to talk things over to smooth out the kinks. We had a little chat before we got into the act. We're both very new at this but we shouldn't get nervous anyhow.
"It seemed so easy when you watch other couples do it on TV", I did say that to him.
"Things should come naturally. Wouldn't it?"
I mean, I wanted it to be something special, an experience that is unforgettable and we will both cherish for the rest of our lives together. A precious moment that we could both place in a special spot in our hearts.
I did however, take safety precautions. I am a smart girl, after all.
I mean, who wants their toes stomped flat in a concert? I bought these red and grey flats a day before the show because I didn't have any. They're now like my life savers.
Caught in a slightly congested road before arriving at the stadium. Spotted a couple of differences between both pictures. Can you? Answers shall be revealed at the end of this post.
Concertgoers starting to arrive at Stadium Negara.
Hey Brad Pitt, here I come!
The queue before the organizers let us in. I was thinking there was no way in hell I'd get to be near the stage but once we went in, it wasn't too bad. I was literally standing at stage front.
Before the madness began
Can you fell the heat pumping in the air????
I was so happy I could die when Jason Mraz opened the show with my favourite track. He got me started on a high note.
To answer your question, Mr Mraz, it was me :) I went with my bestest boyfriend because I'm crazee in love with him.
There are higher quality pictures from this concert all over the Internet. My phone camera is hopeless.
What happens when an international artiste comes to perform on our shores and he invites a local performer to be his special guest? All eyes would be on that local person and he/she is expected to give a stellar performance. It's MANDATORY. Or else that person will be condemned as a national criminal for eternity. But I guess it applies to all performers, doesn't it? No matter if you're Malaysian or not, you should be professional and can hit a good note at all times. Penny Tai lacked the pipes to perform this number and it didn't help that she walked on stage to perform just half the song. Being late was typically Malaysian, but nonetheless, unacceptable. It shows a severe lack of professionalism on her, her management and somewhat the organizer. They all play a crucial part in making sure that she preps up backstage and comes out promptly when Jason introduces her. Jason, however did manage to redeem himself when he invited his fans to sing along and even said that it's a blessing if Penny shows up, and if not, we all can sing with him. In fact I think we didn't need Penny at all that night. We were doing well helping Jason get through "Lucky".
A little birdie whispered into my ear and said that the organizer had been downplaying her sucky performance. Apparently she was scheduled to just sing half the song and she wasn't late. Oh my, was it Jason's fault then to introduce her too early before he sang "Lucky"? Or they'd think people are so gullible to take that piece of crap and believe that she really was invited to sing just half a song and then run off stage? Pardon me, but that is just so blah. The organizer did a good job in bringing Jason Mraz over but if it was me, I'd be finding no reason to still protect this unprofessional bitch of a singer.
Taking a bow
Byeeeeeeeee Jason! It was really fun to watch you perform live. I wouldn't have known that you'd have such strong, muscular arms from watching you on TV all these while. And I'd never thought you'd have a tattoo on your right arm that says "beginner" if it weren't for that sleeveless "I [heart] KL" top you wore. Come back soon. I miss you. I've already been playing "Make It Mine" on repeat on the CD player.
And as promised, here's the answer to the Desperate Housewives' "Spot the Difference" quiz...
I've been having mixed feelings right until last night before I finally went ahead to buy the Jason Mraz concert tickets today. Why mixed feelings, you asked? Because I'm passionate about fighting the Israelis and I don't want to support American products. And Jason Mraz is an American, geddit?
Boy, wasn't that the ultimate lame-ness you ever heard? The war is not ours to fight, no matter how much suffering there is involved. There's too much problems within our backyard and it's a too long list to name them all. So let's start being realistic. I'm not being selfish by the way. It's just something that we have absolutely no power to impact because no one will give a shit to what we say anyway.
Let's get back to my little adventure in getting the tickets, shall we? Aiming to be kiasu, I planned to wake up at 7.00am this morning and leave the house by 8.00am and reach Sg. Wang before 9.00am. Who knows if there's like a loooooooong queue till the entrance by then, right? But that didn't happen. I slept too late last night. I couldn't help it. 'Journey to the West' was showing on the telly last night and I couldn't resist. So I ended up waking at 8.00am and finally arrived at Sg. Wang at about 9.15am. There was no ticket booth in sight by that time. PHEW!! My gungho kiasu-ness would've gone down the drain. I only saw staff from Munchy's setting up their counter. Initially I thought they were selling their cookies in time for CNY. Turns out that they're part of the sponsors for Ah Mei's concert and they were part of her ticket booth. So anyways, Mr. Bun and I commited a sin and had breakfast at McDonald's while waiting. Is McD the ultimate American icon or what? Erm, okay... I'd better zip it on the whole political verbal diarrhoea fiasco.
We noticed the ticket booth being set up not long after finishing our breakfast and quickly moved into the queue. We were fourth in the line. It was about 10-ish at that time. So we had to wait for just another 1-hour plus. Not too bad lah. Better than Mr. Bun having to go through the torture when 'I'm not a plastic bag' was launched in Malaysia not too long back. Remember that fiasco?
Sg. Wang concourse in the wee hours of the morning. Not exactly wee hours though...
McD in a rare moment that you see it empty. In the foreground is our breakfast.
Staff from Marctensia and Axcess setting up the ticket booth.
I brought a copy of the newspaper as reading material while waiting. And guess what story got published...
I had wanted to bring a book to read too. In case I read the newspaper too fast and would've been left to rot in boredom. But I totally forgot about the book until after leaving home. Then I saw this guy who's also in the line reading exactly what I'm reading at the moment. It's 'A Thousand Splendid Suns'. We could've been book twins!! The book's a very good read. I'm already halfway through, but I think I'll only have the time to finish it when I'm off during CNY. I must apologize for the blurry photo. It's just taken with a cellphone.
Well hey, what else can you do when you're bored and waiting in a queue? Camwhore? Nah... that's too overdone.
Maybe a game of cards instead? Now that's impressive!
The line snaked till somewhere along SUB's entrance. I had just gotten my tickets and left at about 12.30pm. Hey peeps... See ya! Wouldn't wanna be ya! I'm now excited to go scream my lungs out during the gig. Hopefully the organizers will make sure the barricades between The Pitt and The Rock Zone are secure and actually serves well as barricades. Or else the extra amount of money that I'm (as well as the rest of The Pitt ticket holders) paying is just gonna be good to pay their medical fees.
Somehow words fail to express the kind of anticipation filling up my lungs right now. I M.U.S.T. go! God forbid if I can't get the tickets I want, I'll just stand waiting and listening from outside the arena on the event day. Must I purchase them tickets with credit card? *shrugs* It's okay... I'll call Axcess and pester them like hell with questions. Hah!
Rihanna is one hot chick, and she definitely looks smokin' in lingerie. That's one sight that oughta get them boys going crazee. But it seems like she's dressed in lingerie in almost every other music video she puts out nowadays. Running out of fresh ideas in the wardrobe department, no? Or would everyone still prefer her running around with her girls on display? Just asking...
Apparently I just won a pair of tickets to watch The Click Five perform live in Genting on 7 June 2008. Sadly I can't go. It could've been a great night up on the highland with the boyfriend though. I'm not a terribly big fan anyway, so I'm not devastated or anything. Didn't know I'd win anyway. Come to think about it, it could've been my first concert. But I think I'd leave that for an artist or a band that I really love.
Things are sexy only in the first minute of the video. Can practically see his rib bones jutting out of his skin, but who cares? Chester's half-naked!! Excuse me, I need to go get a pail to catch my drool.
I love Home by Michael Buble. I fell in love with his voice with this song. The song even made me cry. You know la... When feeling lonely, kinda empty and with a dash of emo-ness. Always pulls a little string in my haert when I hear this song. It just makes me feel... I can't really find a way to describe it. It's a beautiful song, but it makes you heartbroken. And you kinda feel Buble's emo-ness in his voice too.
But I heard this on the radio last night. Imagine the horror and trauma I went through. It was extremely disturbing. I couldn't stop ranting about how bad it was to Mr. Bun. Even took out my CD and let him listen to the original version. And good enough, he hated what was played on the radio too.
I guess this is one of the instances when people try to remake one's work and fail miserably at it. Westlife sucks. I suck too. But I'm not remaking anything with my failures. Ahhhhh... This is not supposed to be a complaint post. I'll just stop here *zips mouth*
Is it just me or is Chester looking hotter than ever with each new music video released? Someone please tell Chester that I'm a cheap slut/loose tramp and I can't wait to sleep with him!! See how he was thumping the mic stand? *drools*
P/S: Mr. Bun will NOT be happy to read this. But I don't care lah
Don't ask me why my blog is called Hotaspink. I know I could've added an extra 's' to make a statement but I've gone past that.
The main reason for the birth of this space was for an environmentally-friendly ranting page (bulky diaries are so last season!) but occasionally I blog about happy things and post colourful pictures.
I'm no writer but my all-time favourite author is Enid Blyton, hands down. It's pretty depressing to grow up and realise that fairies don't live behind my house (because the gutter smells) and we will never have winter here in Malaysia. But I've gone past that as well.
You'll know more about me as you scroll along the pages. For friends who crave for dirty details, you know the number to call. As for strangers, you'll have to read between the lines.
