Ok, so for those who know me - I tend to have no "off" switch when it comes to being silly and making jokes. For example, just today I was at a friend's birthday luncheon at Yum Cha and heard news about Whitney Houston dying. I immediately thought to say "Houston, we have a problem" but my social conscience kept me in check. However, it only kept me in check for about 10 seconds because afterwards I said "Did you guys see the pics of Michael Jackson on his death bed? He was so WHITE!". Then I proceeded to laugh...thats right, I laughed out loud...
...at my own joke.
...I think I also clapped at one stage?
I tend to clap alot when im laughing or enjoying something....Or applauding for that matter.
Thankfully people did laugh, but then shortly after someone said "Dude you should be a comedian" and then made a reference to Russell Peters.
ARRGHHH...
I hate it when people do that!! It's the equivalent of going up to an Asian person when they're driving in a hotted up Honda Civic and saying "Dude, you should be in Initial D". The only link is the fact that they drive a stereotypical car and are in fact Asian....thats it!!! There is NO other link!! Except the one here to explain WTF Initial D is.
Still, I was flattered :D
Anyway, this weekend was quite jam packed with music. I spent almost all day yesterday working on guide vocal/backing vocal tracks for my solo EP titled "Horizon On Fire" (Click here for a snippet on what i'm working on) and also managed to fit in a guide track for Griever, which is a rock band I play guitar in.
I have to admit after completing my Masters it feels so good to just be able to devote my time to this kind of thing. But it can be absolutely exhausting! Other than the personal fulfillment, i'm sincerely hoping this music shiz takes off in one way or another. I'm really pushing for it this year since i'm 26 and not getting any younger...
Lets keep at it, shall we?
PS: Whitney's drug problem could've been resolved simply by replacing the cocaine with baby powder.
-Hursh
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
Belated Resolutions & Chilli Kettles (Lest We Forget)
So a big part of my youth was spent eating Chilli flavoured Kettle Chips as snack food.
It was one of the best things ever made... it was so damn chilli. After sharing with the fam, I used to scrunch up the remainder of the packet so the chips were broken up into tiny pieces, then lift the bag 180 degrees and dunk that shit in my mouth. All the tiny chilli pieces would fall into my eyes and burn and i'd be like "Helll yeahhh bring it on" like a masochist.
Then about a decade later, I bought a packet and it just wasn't as chilli? I thought "Hmm, well, I guess some other idiot burnt his eyes out as well, but decided to lodge a lawsuit, oh well at least its still available". Then a few years went by and it completely disappeared from the shelves.
Now I have to resort to this:
*Not a thumbs up, or a thumbs down. Just a thumbs middle - MEH*
When Chilli Kettle Chips disappeared, my whole life went into turmoil. It was one of the most consistent things in my life and now it was gone... I had to come to terms with something I learnt in high school as part of our year 12 curriculum - Change Is Inevitable!
After months of weeping and questioning my existence, I decided to make some resolutions. They usually happened on New Years. But for some reason they never stuck. After about the millionth time, I decided to give a belated resolution a go. Basically, you make a promise to yourself, but you don't do it in a fit of drunk euphoria with friends - You plan shit out and see what happens.
I would love to share my resolutions with you, but unfortunately the psychology behind telling people your resolution, whether it be losing weight, getting laid or finding that dream job and people replying with "Wow you've made the first step! Congratultions!" gives you a sense of gratification without actually doing anything, so you become lazy during the process and it usually leads to ultimate failure. Then you start thinking whats the point. Then you think about Chilli Kettle Chips and how nothing will ever be the same again....
So I guess this little blog is about food for thought - Keep shit to yourself if you really believe in it.
LEST WE FORGET!
-Hursh
It was one of the best things ever made... it was so damn chilli. After sharing with the fam, I used to scrunch up the remainder of the packet so the chips were broken up into tiny pieces, then lift the bag 180 degrees and dunk that shit in my mouth. All the tiny chilli pieces would fall into my eyes and burn and i'd be like "Helll yeahhh bring it on" like a masochist.
Then about a decade later, I bought a packet and it just wasn't as chilli? I thought "Hmm, well, I guess some other idiot burnt his eyes out as well, but decided to lodge a lawsuit, oh well at least its still available". Then a few years went by and it completely disappeared from the shelves.
Now I have to resort to this:
*Not a thumbs up, or a thumbs down. Just a thumbs middle - MEH*
When Chilli Kettle Chips disappeared, my whole life went into turmoil. It was one of the most consistent things in my life and now it was gone... I had to come to terms with something I learnt in high school as part of our year 12 curriculum - Change Is Inevitable!
After months of weeping and questioning my existence, I decided to make some resolutions. They usually happened on New Years. But for some reason they never stuck. After about the millionth time, I decided to give a belated resolution a go. Basically, you make a promise to yourself, but you don't do it in a fit of drunk euphoria with friends - You plan shit out and see what happens.
I would love to share my resolutions with you, but unfortunately the psychology behind telling people your resolution, whether it be losing weight, getting laid or finding that dream job and people replying with "Wow you've made the first step! Congratultions!" gives you a sense of gratification without actually doing anything, so you become lazy during the process and it usually leads to ultimate failure. Then you start thinking whats the point. Then you think about Chilli Kettle Chips and how nothing will ever be the same again....
So I guess this little blog is about food for thought - Keep shit to yourself if you really believe in it.
LEST WE FORGET!
-Hursh
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Welcome to Hurshinator's Blog!
Waazzzaapp!! Whoo lett daa doogss out woo, woo, woo woo!! Cummonnn Willlssoonnn!!
*Insert other outdated "trendy" quotes from various commercials/songs/movies*
Ok, so I feel I need to state a valid reason as to why i've started a blog at 26 years of age. Everyone's being a twit on Twitter, being faceholes on Facebook and uploading shittily edited vlogs on Youtube. So I thought lets be old fashioned and get a pen, pad and write some shit, photocopy it and post it out to random people.
So I did that.
But then a few days later there was a knock on my door. It was a 95 year old man, he handed me my letter I sent to him and said "You know you can do this online?". He gave me a link to www.blogger.com. We drank tea together, then he began telling me about how he served in both World Wars, how climate change is just an illusion, how immigrants are taking all the good fruit picking jobs and how much he hates Blacks and Japanese people. Eventually he forgot who I was and why he was at my house, so I politely reminded him i'm fundraising for the Veterans Department of Anti-Fruit Picking Immigrants Specialising in Blacks and Japanese. He emptied out his wallet and left.
Lovely guy.
In reality this is my third blog. Thats right, your train of thought should lead you to calculate I have two other blogs. However, I dont intend on sharing them as they're quite embarrassing haha.
So if you feel you need a touch of reality, or even a 2x4 to the face of reality, then feel free to read and enjoy the randomness that is Hurshinator's Blog!
Who let da doogssss ouuttt!!
-Hursh
*Insert other outdated "trendy" quotes from various commercials/songs/movies*
Ok, so I feel I need to state a valid reason as to why i've started a blog at 26 years of age. Everyone's being a twit on Twitter, being faceholes on Facebook and uploading shittily edited vlogs on Youtube. So I thought lets be old fashioned and get a pen, pad and write some shit, photocopy it and post it out to random people.
So I did that.
But then a few days later there was a knock on my door. It was a 95 year old man, he handed me my letter I sent to him and said "You know you can do this online?". He gave me a link to www.blogger.com. We drank tea together, then he began telling me about how he served in both World Wars, how climate change is just an illusion, how immigrants are taking all the good fruit picking jobs and how much he hates Blacks and Japanese people. Eventually he forgot who I was and why he was at my house, so I politely reminded him i'm fundraising for the Veterans Department of Anti-Fruit Picking Immigrants Specialising in Blacks and Japanese. He emptied out his wallet and left.
Lovely guy.
In reality this is my third blog. Thats right, your train of thought should lead you to calculate I have two other blogs. However, I dont intend on sharing them as they're quite embarrassing haha.
So if you feel you need a touch of reality, or even a 2x4 to the face of reality, then feel free to read and enjoy the randomness that is Hurshinator's Blog!
Who let da doogssss ouuttt!!
-Hursh
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