Battle Studies

Radio-friendly John Mayer pop tunes coming your way this end of the year.

(Not too sure what’s with the heavy use of war imagery)

We need a new trio album too, John Mayer Trio!

Such is life.

Can’t remember the last time i sat down to learn a new song.

Or had the drive to go out for a photo shoot.

And it gets increasingly challenging to write or think coherently anymore.

The impassivity of it all struck me. A day before leaving for Brunei. I can’t feel for things as passionately as before. I’m just an embodiment of a new found wave of unflinching passivity. Just going through motion, like sushi on a conveyor belt. That’s the scariest part really, feeling like a plate of sushi.

(Like one of those omelette ones, which hardly anyone gives a fuck about.)

I will continue to indulge in the music, photography, and literature, because i know for sure Stevie Ray Vaughan and Jimi Hendrix and John Mayer and Henri Cartier-Bresson and Haruki Murakami will be a constant force of nature that shapes this universe of mine. And my guitar(s), my camera(s) and my pen and paper will be the certainties i can come home to every single week, and they will be there for me to give my warmest embrace to.

18 days in Brunei will do not nothing but compound on this alienation that i feel deep down for about everything. I absolutely hate army life. I’m being transformed into this ultimate thumb-sucking, ever-compliant, ever-submissive soldier. I mean, whatever happened to my plans of self-preservation?

And when i get back, everything will be alright. Then again, of course, everything will be alright. The world’s not gonna change just because a few soldiers are stuck in a jungle for 18 days.

Gonna miss minced meat noodles/bak chor mee, that is for sure.

I’m your youngest fan!