Bustin' and Dronin'

as i picked up my guitar.. i realised.. i am so void of inspiration of late.. so drained of emotions.. so dried up of the vibes to get myself into a few hours worth of frantically plucking and strumming away.. sometimes to the hi-fi.. other times just singing out loud.. once in a while composing.. its weird.. tat side of me just suddenly.. turned off.. hope its not permanent though.. even when playing along to my mp3s.. i felt so out of sync with damn yankees, extreme, gnr and those great folks whose tunes i always sing and play along to.. wats wrong with me huh?

just did some last bits of christmas shopping.. made me realised how mechanised the sales staff have all become.. the interaction is like some standard sales script memorised by the retail staff.. they must have come across multitudes who are christmas shopping and there is nothing festive about their service attitudes and quality at all.. this is bad.. i mean.. yes.. the holiday season is meant to remember TAT famous jewish carpenter.. and yet.. some fat jolly paedo asking little kids to sit on his lap while he hides behind a thick false beard takes centre stage somewhat... truly reflecting the commercial potential of the festival and its appeal to merchants.. perhaps tat only happens in singapore.. service staff who are very much like the students from our educational system.. from the production line.. meant to fit into a part of the well-oiled engine working our economic miracle overtime into fantastic growth figures and financial empowerment for the masses.. a lot of soul is missing from us these days.. the most pronounced emotion is angst i guess.. enough about tat.. tis the season to be jolly remember?

christmas always overwhelmed me with merriment every year.. i guess it has its roots from the many sunset mass i attended with my catholic aunt when i was really young.. and the christmas parties thereafter.. filled with little kids curious about the presents they are going to get.. being able to rub the belly of the fat paedo.. have a picture taken with him.. ah.. memories..