It was my friend who introduced me to the YESS cassettes. YESS cassettes were produced by a company in Bandung. The were two colors of the covers: green and blue, the cassettes themselves were typically colored green (later white). The other unique feature is the logo. It looked like a combination of a plane and bird (later on I realized that it was stolen from the art of Roger Dean who was the artist who created my covers of YES albums).
Monday, January 31, 2022
YESS relic
one month of blogging
I have completed my first blogging month in 2022. Learning from my 365 of days of exercise as recorded on Strava last year I am convinced that If I putted my mind on something it could be done. I would like to celebrate my first milestone by reviewing my first month of blogging here.
My first eight blogs were inspired by my running hobby. Those could be found on my wordpress site. I spoke about why ranking (on strava) doesn't matter to me, how I am addicted to run, how do I see running spiritually, my habit of listening to podcasts as I run, my dad as my inspiration, my running shoes, my earphones, and lastly my experience joining a half marathon.
Some blogs were inspired by books (Mother Teresa, a book the read when I was a kid), a film (Spiderman), experiences like joining a trekking, some news, a twit, memories (old Nokia phone), things that I saw (a cemetary, a city). I also wrote my memories about Bands that I listened during my teen years (Deep Purple, Van Halen, The Beatles)
I have accomplished but 1/12th of my goal - I need still to write some 330 blogs in the coming months. To be honest I am sure I could come up with some entries (more Bands to write, I listen to podcast daily so I might steal some ideas there, I am picking up books again hoping to have some ideas, etc) - I am sure that on some days I might struggle to find ideas but one thing is certain that no matter what I am committed to accomplish this 365 days blogging challenge this year.
Saturday, January 29, 2022
Count your blessings !
Thursday, January 27, 2022
Van Halen was my name
After listening to Van Halen's 'Fair Warning' (not from Aquarius this time, too bad forgot already the producer of the pirated cassettes) I fell in love so much to the band that I add Van Halen to my name (written LOOQQAZT VAN HALEN)
The next album that I had was Diver Down. I thought 'Hang 'Em High' was the highlight of the album. I had this album when I was in high school. At that time Van Halen was still obscure. Compilation (like 'The Best of" was not available yet). However I managed to find a poster of Van Halen (of course pirated). I proudly pasted it in my room
Queen were the champions
My first queen cassette was the compilation produced by (again) Aquarius. Wearing Flash T shirt Mercury jumped so high that I thought some kind of camera trick was applied. See below
Tuesday, January 25, 2022
with the beatles
I started to listen to The Beatles pretty much when the pirating cassettes labels in Indonesia (in my case : Aquarius) reissuing their own compilation following the death of John Lennon in the 1980. My journey into Beatles catalogue pretty much followed what Aquarius issued.
our timeline mystery
When I was around 13-15 years old I had friends who influenced me to be fascinated with slapping bass tunes. To us those slapping bass were madness. It is just crazy to play bass in such manner. Try not to tap your feet listening to this song Can't Get Enough from Jeff Lorber Fusion (around minute 1 or so). At that time I could not imagine how one such bass sound. I guess the player must pulling the string or something (check out this video for a quick tutorial). Anyhow my friends and I were busy hunting for that crazy sound by listening to radio and cassettes. I guess if Internet was around by that time we would have easier hunting time
I guess I would listen to different music genre had I was raised in different place. It so happen that I stumbled to group of friends who love such music despite living not in the capital of the province. Of course there is no way for me to find out the alternative universe where I did not meet those friends.
I am not saying that being crazy about bass slapping was a fundamental part of my identity or something like that. I am just pondering that somehow my line of lifetime crossed over those friends and it colored my childhood and in a way some of my personality.
Life is a mystery in a sense that what happened to our life is affected by whom we met and it would be impossible to reconstruct each detail of our past. Why did our parent move to that city at that time so that we would met these friends etc.
In many sci-fi movies it is common to hear that if we changed something in the past - even a small detail of it - then the future as we knew would not happen as life would take a different path of trajectory. Of course there is no way for those future people to understand that past had been altered. Only those time traveler would have known that a different future had been assembled by changing the past.
Not sure if time travel would ever be possible. For all we know this is the only timeline that we have and that is not a mystery.
