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Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
You and I should meet
Junebug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure wed never see an end to it all
And I dont even care to shake these zipper blues
And we dont know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
Double cross the vacant and the bored
Theyre not sure just what we have in the store
Morphine city slippin dues down to see
That we dont even care as restless as we are
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought wed go, beneath the sound of hope
Justine never knew the rules,
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
No apologies ever need be made, I know you better than you fake it
To see that we dont care to shake these zipper blues
And we dont know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of sound
As you can see theres no one around
(1979 - The Smashing Pumpkins)

Eh, Billy Corgan gay gak sih?

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Akhir-akhir ini ada saat-saat tertentu gue jadi melankolis. Bukan cuma saat jalan-di-tengah-rintik-hujan-menghayati-gilang, kadang sambil curah pikir di pabrik ketawa cilaki, bahkan di tengah konser java jazz. Alasannya:

1. Sali (and, let see, everybody?) pindah ke Jakarta, padahal urusan dokter gigi gue dah kelar. Jadi gue malah gak usah ke Jakarta lagi.

2. Proyek IP kelar sementara pilot kecil kita belum mulai-mulai. Jadi serasa gak punya alasan lagi untuk mampir ke bagus rangin.

3. Mengingat temen gue, yang memilih tidak bahagia ketimbang tidak tidak bahagia. Entah gue mesti ngomong apa.

La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos árboles.
Nosotros, los de entonces, ya no somos los mismos.