Thursday, November 17, 2011

Black Dog Bone : Anekaragam (HQ Audio)

CERITA - CERITA - AGAIN AND AGAIN!

Moohie Baby vociferously announced no compromise, BM’ back and nobody can do anything about it yet when Tony Baby asks for a referendum a sudden quiet arrived. Datin Paduka’s made a terse announcement and everybody being meek and speechless, after which, when she challenged to come after her and not the Bersih icon. Immediately afterwards the cattle fiasco, Moohie Baby made another glaring statement that Shazzy Baby was not to be blamed but someone else and of whom happened to be her immediate family. Pak Lah Baby vindicated Moohie’s words by saying Shazzy wasn’t the head honcho at the cattle farm but her husband and her kids. Kerry Boy prior came to an overwhelmingly absurd idea that a very expensive and upmarket condo made perfect synergy with a huge cattle concern. AG too agreed that indelible can be used without amending any grand agreements. Nazzy baby upped the ante by chuckling a thought that there was no harm for all overseas Malaysians getting to vote. The hawks in the consociation are getting their way with Moohie playing all factions within. With Tony Baby one perhaps can be a little smug by concluding that he is at heart with the truly conservative and hardcore inside but Moohie rotates around the raptors like an opportunist without boundaries. Tony played him when inquired about calling for votes on the PPSMI and Moohie was struck dumb due to that. Datin Paduka’s dare strike them all and they prefer to let the merdeka sex thingy to putter off but all can see how still powerful and influential Tony Baby is innermost the grand association. PR can actually move around them both in order to gain some political points. Jibby was really inaudible throughout the issues, uttering only additional words to lightly supplement any statements coming from top party members as if like talking for the organisation as a whole but he knows he is going to be worked over by the hawks much like Pak lah Baby at prior. NFC fiasco came to his cause and he and gang utilized it to full to attack his unseen enemies. NFC was given to Shazzy by Moohie and Pak Lah and Kerry too since he was the golden boy on the fourth floor. In actual fact all of them have to bear the brunt instead of Shazzy alone. Jibby knows this and he is manipulating this curious situation to his advantage. Of course Oomnoo methods from previous would not kick anyone in cohorts with various super machinations out except for DSAI but that goes to show that DSAI wasn’t associated, then, with any of the top echeleons grand money making schemes. He had his philosophy and he was dangerous so they kicked him out in the most cloying manner. And he did not stay out but came back with full gusto! Purposely I did not include paragraphs in this post to make a difference but just lazy I guess. So expect nothing substantial to come from all the interplay but Jibby’s way to put Moohie in place. However Moohie gave a blow back when he through Kerismoodien arrested some folks in Sabah under ISA that Jibby wants to end soon. But dunno really because Pres. Obby Baby must have had coffee talk with Jibby and he could have mentioned about security threats with their operatives stationed somewhere. But I think it was Moohie and Gang retaliatory stance! Groovy Baby!

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Tak Seindah Wajah - S M Salim

Covers And Smoke Screens

Must say that the BN has pretty well plotted out their blueprints. The grand monkey game can be said to be just around the corner by BN first arranging some visitors getting eligibility to exercise sublimed rights that are only accorded to proven inhabitants of a said locale. Next announcing an annulment of an old law that had actually run its course or repealing such provision. But a Premier who mentioned that her subjects were bestowed of the said rights made a smoke screen of DSAI going up a lift to a room to cavort with a paid woman yet his top attire did not match the chappie committing the act and while undressing whence the sequence of actions of being fully dressed to stark naked were already long ago filmed. However could be enough to fool the purposely made ignorant country folks. Abang Mat’s erstwhile statement of a band of bandits that were actually heroes but were spinned by BN to become villains and traitors. What Abang Mat said has historical truth and glaring that it was. But the brainwashing process had gone so deep that an urban or rural legend has been so profoundly embedded into the psyche of the majority folks that they find really difficult and even blasphemous to accept otherwise. Fence sitters of whom some could have this particular fictionalised defect may have doubts as to the veracity of Abang Mat’s claim. They could swing to the ruling party. A few in PAS may also be not really agreeable with Abang Mat’s claim and of whom may be reluctantly acquiescing in the worst case scenario and only due to entire party's consideration but already reports of two ex head honchos gonna jump have arisen. Or the big guys of the UG gang that was or still is - rather. Wonder just what can be the budget announcement that Jibby wants uttered that can make the hard pressed - money wise rakyat - be happy. Or even the urban or sub urban middle class become gleeful by Jibby’s announcing that prices of new cars gonna come down in line with world prices perchance. Just that used car tycoons and national car stake holders could not be too happy. But who cares really as they are already filthy rich after years of abusing the rakyat. And the rakyat may be stupid enough to agree with the administration when they are still paying through their noses for the sub standard bone shakers they are forced to use! Or income taxes gonna come down and highway tolls gonna be abolished and a new decent AG gonna come in and the perpetrators of the MACC sprawled on the floors below murders gonna be booked and open tenders for everybody and UMNO gonna be United Malaysians instead of United Malays and Anwar’s gonna be acquitted and discharged and so on and so forth. You know that most are not gonna happen! So what’s there to be happy about?

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Last of The Summer Wine

It was a good one and a half to two months that papalados had not seen The Prince Wale-wale. Exiting from his vintage Volvo that papa noticed him being the same in appearance with nay the weather beaten face papa half expected. The Prince could easily be economical with the truth when it comes to his real age. Easily any girl would have guessed his years to be 30 or plus instead of his early half century mark.
With a sling bag close to his belly and a mellow and very light brown but very subtle batik motive upon his short sleeved shirt papa could have been mistaken for an Ayahanda in an infamous organization that champions a certain select grouping or an archaic consociation doing its bid and much for an ancient philosophy that engenders the supremacy of a majority congregation. Woe betide anyone who questioned their relevance as a near militant sect of the main group. But political that they could be and never more than aggressive their stance. Except for the occasional sloganeering and illogical calls to banish a few to Timbuctoo they are largely benign.
A small company of the members rushed to papa and shook his hands and mentioned something like otai or old timer. Papa acknowledged them like an old village head and uttering soft gestures like 'how are you' and at the same time invite them to go up the stairs to the SM dangdut hall or it's back entrance only a few meters away. Of course the gesticulations were just customary and the chaps would never reciprocate his overture to actually join papa upstairs. Just protocols. And diplomatic actually to adhere to once in a while.
They think you are an Ayahanda whispered The Prince and he played his part too when he sort of strutted right next to papa giving much the impression that he was the aide or an informal bodyguard to 'Ayahanda' papalados.
The two walked up the famous backstairs of Seri Mutiara Dangdut and Karaoke Lounge but two flights up to the Karaoke Hall. They were going for a singalong session. Ayang the concierge immediately greeted the two and ushered them to the nearest karaoke chamber available. The aircond was duly switched on and a fresh gust of cooling air gushed forward from the vents. The aircond in the hall was OK but the cool air from the room unit further refreshed the two buddies. Want girls asked Ayang? Of course replied the two amigos but desirable ones please beseech papalados.
Ayang laughed and said that she will go ask Mummy. Dangdut, folks, is a mature industry waiting to altogether expire and the girls, must one say, are mostly mature too. But not that they are going to pass on with the industry. Most are in their late thirties and early forties and very few are the bombshells of early or mid twenties.
Mummy Ani Rock arrived all gushed from climbing the one flight of stairs from the back of the hall and a fraction of a second later asked papa and The Prince whether they want two ladies, one each for company. The Prince gave a nod and said a heavy set one for him. Mummy smiled and immediately exited the chamber.
Came two girl, one the heavier and younger one Mummy signaled to sit beside the Prince and the mature one next to papa. They were nice girls, courteous and soft spoken except for the looks department lacking a bit but their singing prowess and delightful company were superb.
Something about mature women that one can always talk with and what pleasant conversations that can only be the outcomes if their companies were sought particularly in SM. Topics can only be on their more than often grown up children and what surprises may be unearthed except that their kids were mostly college grads and students. The obvious fact that the matures make sure their children study well and do provide extensively in that regard.
Most definitely also the light exchange of banter with subtle phrases of sex and things associated but most times just those and nothing more. For spicing up the tete a tete only. Since Prince Wale-Wale does not dance papa invited his company( have forgotten the girl's name) downstairs for some cha-cha and dangdut boogies.
The dancing hall was quiet signaling the time was still a bit early for earnest prancing or that the dance crowd has not yet arrived. The dance floor was unoccupied except for a few of the dancing girls doing dance practices and one or two of the early patrons.
The band suddenly erupted into zapin music together with the disco ball lighting up and the entire floor becoming much brighter that the arrival came to be so abrupt. Immediately a group of oldies or rather dangdut veterans walked to the dance floor softly but eagerly pulling the hands of their rented hostesses for the evening. They all looked unfamiliar to papalados yet they do have the markings of dangdut veterans. Metallic long sleeved shirts with subtle batik motifs and all wore outside the trousers rather than tucked in.
Dunno really the name for that particular clothing material or the long sleeved near batik style mens' attire. An FB Buddy mentioned to that effect way back in one of FB posts. Another fabric the favorite of veterans is the crumpled Egyptian cotton of which shirts made from it are worn the same way as the metallic tops - loose and free.
Papa observed from the side as to how the oldies would start their moves upon the dance floor. Or that he is interestingly watching the first steps they're gonna make. As the first step would show their dancing prowess. How they 'bukak gelanggang' or how they officially but more rather formally enter the 'sublimed square'.
Horror or horrors they entered all wrong or more like bungling idiots rather than orang seni or people who knew the arts. None at all the silat stride even though they are not silating and the left foot first priority. Even Latin dances starts from the left foot and so does dangdut but not really for zapin but dancers still adopt it as its universal and practiced in every dance studio.
The girls were fantastic since they were all trained but their partners danced like cockroaches have escaped on their backs and moving about inside their shirts. Papa was hard to refrain from laughing but his partner just could not contained herself and nearly burst out.
Quickly papa pulled her hands and straightaway ran to the karaoke hall one floor up. There she guffawed like nobody's business and papa was hard pressed too not to stop laughing. Wow! Dangdut has really gone to the dumps as none of veterans can dance and only the girls proficient but they were trained and its their work. Where are the dangdut Kings of whom would stride like salsa Emperors their Art. Papa if compared is just a pretender or a lesser king by any standards. And should he be the only few left, then old hands of the same are really the last of the summer wine. The boys who kissed his hands are the only ones left perhaps but even they are more interested in contemporary club music. Dangdut as per old KL is just too difficult to step to the dance to!