Archive for December, 2006

Senja Wangi Lembayung

Pagi ini saya lembur. Deadline kerjaan menuntut saya terus berjalan. Dan senja tadi indah sekali. Melihat ke barat, kok saya jadi terharu *berkaca-kaca*. Jakarta minggu terakhir ini seperti disekap kelambu kelabu. Musim yang letih. Tapi, senja tadi bersemburat lembayung. Saya bersyukur sekali karena aura itu mengantarkan saya beristirahat sejenak dari tekanan yang mengkungkung.

Semalam saya nonton Jiffest. Vero screening film documenternya Death in Jakarta. Trus tidur jam setengah 2 pagi. Lalu bangun jam 10 pagi, aduhh! Saya telat ngantor! Tapi syukurlah teman-teman kantor adalah kumpulan orang baik hati dan cukup toleransi. Dan jadinya sekarang saya terus berjalan mengejar deadline. Sabtu dan Minggu ini terpaksa tak ada jalan-jalan. Pagi ini saya masih bercinta dengan kompi. Tapi senja tadi bening sekali.
Saya menghirupnya dalam-dalam. Seperti aroma kopi. Wangi.

Izzy Jazzy

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(from JakJazz – 26 Nov 2006, Istora Senayan)

To the Shakatak which i didn’t ever see u : Nevermind!

I came lately with Owi but i still saw some remarkable show.

First, i headed to Betawi Terrace at second floor, for Deti and her sister had been watching over there before. And also I want to hear west composition. At the stage : a Singapore pianist – The Jeremy Montero and two-time Grammy Award winner – Ernie Watts played intense jazz soul with beautifully improvisation. The saxophone master who has recorded more then 500 songs over his music career seems not too bad opening my attending here. Relieving!

Gilang, Indra Lesmana and Pra (P.I.G) played so hard until i couldnt get it. Maybe it’s a wonderful composition for Jazzer maniacs, but not me … :P . It’s too complex. So I went to Ondel-ondel Stage – the biggest outdoor stage – for Dwiki Dharmawan was playing amusingly with his “World Peace Project”. He played with white keyboard-guitar (or so called keytar) style (maybe Roland AX-7?) like Car Park North. So fast as he looked like a guitar player. Wowh!!

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Remembrance is A Gift

Then i can deal with one of bitter faith : the worse thing in ur life is when u dont know who u are.

[2004] Jogja. It was a busy and tiring day. Several events had to be arranged, managed and run in successfully and efficiently. We were used not to let a tiny single thing is unpredictable. Surely, we so tired. It’s only spirit and a bunch of adrenalin which made us still moved on and on. In the frame of professionality, we push our limit … ^^

It was a dark day. And she gone to home late nite. And the road was dark and far away. Her home was far enough from our office. Then it happened. She got an accident on the way she back home. She was hit by a drunken motorcycle rider. The rider whose doesnt know how to differentiate where is right or left and what is life and death. Seems very unfair, but God has plans.

She had comma for several dayz and had to be nursed in hospital for weekz. She looked so fragile and pale and thin. Then I knew something, she got an amnesia due for great shocked head at the accident. She couldnt remember anything. Can u imagine : who am I? The drunken rider was asking for friend for forgetting his troubles. But she didnt want it at all. Hail Drunker, go to hell w/ urself, dont asking others!

It was a gloomiest moment in her life. Time was running slowly and cruely. She couldnt remember her name, her parents, her friends, where her home was. She forgot name of trees and flower, name of colours and taste, and everything of her nice and pain past. Everything vanished.

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