4 days of solid work. Jakarta is the land for pollution, traffic jams and long taxi rides.100,000 rupiah for a taxi ride from where we stayed to our recording studio. I nearly got hit by a muther#*(#! truck when I took a bajai, similar to Thailand's Tuktuk. It tried to squeeze its way through when the oncoming giant tried to shift into the other lane. I could have been pancake by then. Just pour syrup on melah like that.
Didn't manage to get sufficient sleep. Most of our time were spent on waiting for individual musicians to play their instruments. ME, being the vocalist, will be the last to take part in this experimental demo. I managed to rearrange the parts again to make it sound jazzy instead of a straight four. In short, I try not to make it sound boring and monotone.
No time for shopping. Bloody hell, I was in Jakarta man! What to do... Sacrifices. Nad, they got sell cheap stuff you know! What a waste... You guys should check out Indonesia man. Wait a minute, on second thought, better not unless you know somebody there or the place well. It's not really 'Thai-friendly' if you get what I mean. They have not made it a place for easy access for foreigners in terms of moving around and shopping.
I nearly got sent to Doha. I shall update that soon because right now, I want to sleep. You guys get good rests aight. Peace.
jamiel
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