Instrumentalia ala Genetic Fake Purple

•December 13, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Instrumentalia ala Genetic Fake Purple

MUSIK terkadang tak perlu berisi lirik yang puitis untuk mengungkapkan kejujuran. Bermusik secara instrumental, bisa jadi memiliki kekuatan tersendiri. Bisa diinterpretasikan sesuai suasana hati, dan bebas tafsir layaknya memandang sebuah karya lukisan. Begitulah cara bermusik band post-rock dengan sedikitsentuhan shoegaze asal Semarang, Genetic Fake Purple (GFP).

Musik mereka mengawang dan membius, seakan membawa kita ke ‘alam lain’, atau ke dalam sebuah negeri dongeng. Meskipun baru terbentuk awal tahun 2008, kehadiran GFP turut meramaikan warna musik di Semarang, setidaknya, bisa menambah list band-band potensial dan bagus di kota itu. Dan paling tidak, menambah keragaman genre musik, sehingga yang eksis dari waktu ke waktu tidak hanya yang itu-itu saja.

GFP terdiri atas Anggoro Wisnu Wardhana (gitar), Arif Abdul Hakim (drum), Fahmi Yudhantoro (visual, bas), dan Yodha Giwangkara (gitar). Mereka memutuskan untuk bermusik tanpa mengindahkan vokal manusia. Alasannya, instrumen lebih jujur. Orang lain bisa mendeskripsikan apa saja, merasakan apa saja yang dari musik GFP, bisa relaks, sedih, galau, atau bagaimanapun interpretasinya. Yodha mengungkapkan, ada seorang pendengar, yang sampai menangis begitu mendengar musik mereka.

Genetic Fake Purple

GFP telah mengeluarkan dua buah singgel yang dibagikan secara gratis melalui wordpress Yodha (yodhaxapie.wordpress.com). Judulnya ”Another Spark” dan ”Follow”. “Tapi yang sudah direkam secara proporsional baru ‘Follow’, yang lainnya menyusul,” Beber Yodha. “Masih ada tiga lagu lagi yang sedang dalam proses recording, setelah selesai, kita akan merilis EP (Extended Play) akhir tahun ini,” katanya.

Mereka juga sedang mempersiapkan merchandise berupa kaus/ T-shirt, yang didapuk brand clothing lokal, Hell Yeah Hero. Namun seperti apa dan bagaimana konsepnya, masih mereka rahasiakan. EP yang segera mereka rilis, rencananya akan bekerja sama dengan sebuah net-label (sebuah bentuk penyebaran musik melalui internet secara gratis, namun resmi/ legal melalui sebuah situs yang menaunginya, red.) asal Brooklyn, New York, AS, Muxtape (www.muxtape.com).

Kerja sama itu terjadi secara tidak sengaja. Seusai tampil pada acara Hertz di Retro Creative House Semarang, bulan Mei lalu, Ari Patria, gitaris Sorra (Bandung), mewawancarai GFP. Ari-lah yang merekomendasikan mereka untuk bekerja sama dengan Muxtape. Tanpa berpikir lama, Yodha langsung mengirim surat elektronik ke pihak Muxtape, dan langsung dimintai empat lagu untuk segera mereka rilis. Selain sedang mempersiapkan empat buah lagu, mereka juga sedang mempersiapkan sebuah videoklip. “Konsep videonya blur, objek yang tidak fokus dan berkesan silinder,” ungkap Hakim. Mereka mengaku, sampai membeli software yang asli, demi menciptakan efek realis dan luar biasa, agar hasilnya maksimal. Memilih menyebarkan musik melalui dunia maya, dan bukan dalam bentuk fisik (CD), bukan tanpa alasan.

Meskipun tidak mendapatkan keuntungan secara finansial, mereka mendapatkan keuntungan lainnya, yaitu musik mereka bisa beredar secara global. “Ini salah satu usaha supaya musik kita bisa di dengar orang-orang dari mana saja. Walaupun mereka nggak tahu siapa kita, yang penting mereka tahu dan mendengarkan musik kita,” jelas Hakim. Promosi yang mereka lakukan, selain melalui media massa dan tutur-tinular, yang paling gencar mereka lakukan adalah lewat dunia maya, Facebook dan WordPress. Sejauh ini, yang paling efektif dan murah adalah promosi -secara tidak langsung, dari mulut ke mulut. Karena lingkungan sekitar mereka, mendukung sepenuhnya.

Musik mereka sendiri, agak sedikit susah untuk dikategorikan masuk ke dalam genre apa. Post-rock, shoegaze, dan noise. Barangkali karena kerumitan musik inilah mereka membebaskan orang mau menyebut aliran musik mereka apa. Dan barangkali juga, itu karena latar belakang musik masing-masing personel yang berbeda. Wisnu, yang lebih akrab dengan panggilan Gendut, adalah penggemar musik metal, Hakim dari British pop, Fahmi rock ‘n roll, dan Yodha dari aliran emo. Masing-masing personel juga memiliki influens musik, dan pengalaman hidup sehari-hari yang berbeda satu sama lain, namun saling berkaitan dengan musik mereka. (73)

Sumber : Suara Merdeka 13 Desember 2009

Oleh : Irma Mutiara Manggia

041209

•December 4, 2009 • 2 Comments

If  that color #C02AD2 is not mine… then why it supposed to be like this ?!

Those two words or never

•December 3, 2009 • Leave a Comment

What if.. two words that have a lot of context inside..

anything that you wanna know from a person, everything that you want to described it. and that “what if” word I just can barely wrote it just to throw up this bottled up thing inside..

Im just what I am

I can’t find the rhyme in all my reasonm I’ve lost sense of time and all seasons
I”ve been beaten down, and yess that thing maybe I should know it..
This is the words of men who have no grounds, my feet wont touch the ground
Can’t sleep beneath the trees of wisdom, a words that imaging a ray of hope within it,

I know I can’t hold the thing inside my mind
Cause what consumes your thoughts controls your life.. So I’ll just ask a question.
A lonely simple question
What if? What if?

What if there was no light here ? theres nothing wrong, nothing right

what if  I dont have any much time to even wrote a note for you?

what If I cant even recognize you? what if I had never let you go?

What if I had never walked away?

what If I still have you inside?

what If I never leave you even for a second?

what if I am the moon that you always stare?

what if I am the rain that make you stay?

theres too many.. so many.. Things here i cant even speak up me self..

what if I replacing you here?

what if I am the culpirt?

what if now I love her instead you?

what If I choose to fading your image here?

what If I die? what if I am a fireflies?

and… What if I leave, and you’ve got wrong?

I want you just the way you are, I need to know that you will always be
The same old someone that I knew, What will it take ’till you believe in me
The way that I believe in you.

What if we were wrong about each other , what if you were really made for me
what if we were supposed to be together, would that not mean anything

what the hell do you expect me to say..
what if its really supposed be this way

What I’m your destiny but you are not mine?

What if theres no such athing called hope in this world?

Every step that you take it coould be your biggest mistake
It could bend and it could break
But that’s the risk that you will take

What if you should decide ?
What If I say.. I love you? The way that I believe in you

What If its just me? what If this is all I have?

would you be near me? even just with words? cause it seems words just dont like me……

Mono

What If I just seek something that people called a Happiness?

What If You make me flying high, but you dont even know yet?

What If theres a lot of thing that you dont know?

What If you dont even know me?

lensajahat.photoshop.com – Album: In Silences

•November 29, 2009 • Leave a Comment


Envy

•November 11, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Hollow

Kamu sudah mulai berdebu teman, dirimu semakin usang tak lagi tampak garis-garis yang membentukmu.

Samar.. apakah hanya seredup ini cahaya yang bisa kau pancarkan, atau hanya warna coklat kekuningan itu yang menyuramkan, bahkan warna abu-abu dilangit saat ini tak kalah seperti warna pembungkusmu.

Tak layak kau terus mencaci dan mengkambing hitamkan waktu dan semua intuisi kebanggaanmu.

Berdentum, berdetak, muak !! kau terus mengais kalimat untuk kau coba keluarkan, tapi apa?

satu kata pun tak pernah kau berhasil tuliskan dengan rata, terbata.

Seperti apa yang ada di dalam otakmu saat ini? jangan lagi kau tunjukkan seringaimu saat dalam dirimu mulai terkikis dan kau biarkan cairan di dalam arteri itu mengering.

apa yang ingin kau rentangkan? apa yang membuatmu terus tertanam?

Bahkan kau pun tak mengerti betapa aku ini ingin hanya berjalan selangkah.

Tiap kali kau sayat aku dengan senyummu, tiap kali kau seret aku menuju diammu, kenapa tak kau biarkan saja metamorfosa ini gantikan kamu menjadi aku, kau suram, pucat dan abu-abu…

Inikah yang kau sebut dengan manifesto hidupmu, kau tak halnya seperti sampah terinjak.

Inikah paradigma sabar yang berhasil kau telan mentah-mentah, cermati.. kau bahkan tak tahu apa arti kata itu,

apakah cukup dengan satu kata itu hidupmu ini, atau itu hanya sebuah atmosfir yang kau ciptakan untuk hidupmu.

HEY !! aku selalu berteriak di dalam mu, aku berputar di tiap merah di tubuhmu, aku yakin kau mengenaliku tapi seperti biasa kau coba melawan dan mengabaikannya, kau hiraukan semua kenyataan tentang eksistensi adanya aku dalam dirimu.

Sadari teman, kau dan aku itu satu. “I will reap your existence”, Blaaahh.. tiap kali kau memikirkan kalimat itu, tiap kali kau coba menguburku, apa yang kau dapat? Nihil !!

Kamu, dirimu sendiri yang sengaja atau tanpa telah mensketsakan aku, membuat tiap lekukan maya hingga terbentuk suatu aku.

Aku muak dengan senyummu, tiap kali cermin itu menceritakannya, tiap kali cermin itu me-visualkan senyummu itu, hanya satu kebohongan besar yang aku dapatkan.

Kenapa kita tak berusaha mengerti, aku berada di dalammu dan terus terpompa menuju tiap sudutmu.

Theres no more fear than me self

Aku hidup teman, aku dan kamu satu, kamu berdebu dan aku muak.

Semua hal tentang hidupmu dan semua yang kau rasakan aku merasakannya berkali lipat di dalam sini.

You always pronounce your word about love, you always proclaim that this is your life

I’m a prisoner.. yes I am, in the back room where the water leaks.
Command me on what to do, but we both know that neither you or I are in control.
Now it’s become apparent that you’re not the person that you say

You pray for love, and that’s your biggest fear.

They call it love.. We call it a lie
We’re both right this time…

When You’re sad and alone, the only one you can truly depend is Yourself.

Hope, Faith, Reliance, those are spoken by the weak, you don’t even need it.

Preached your self reliance !! do not be the inferior

Everybody Hertzzzz !!!!!!!

•August 7, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I loved you,  you made me,  hate me.  You gave me,  hate, see ?

Stand still

Stand still

It saved me and these tears are deadly.
You feel that? I rip back, every time you tried to steal that. You feel bad? you feel sad?
I’m sorry,hell no fuck that! It was my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife.
This strife it dies, this life and these lies. And these lungs have sung this song for too long, and its true
I hurt too, remember I loved you!

I’ve , Lost it all, fell today, It’s all the same
I’ve , been abused, I feel so used, because of you

I wish I could have quit you.

I wish I never missed you, And told you that I loved you, every
time I Fucked you. ..
The future that we both drew, and all the shit we’ve been through.
Obsessed with the thought of you, the pain just grew and grew! How could you do this to me?
Look at what I made for you, it never was enough and the world is what I gave to you.
I used to be love struck; now I’m just fucked up.
Pull up my sleeves and see the pattern of my cuts!

Seems like all we had is over now you left to rest.

And your tears are dried up now, you just lay without a sound.

Seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest.

And my fears are over now, I can leave with my head down..

-HollywoodUndead-

Modeify The Pronunciation

•August 6, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Modify The Pronunciation

Kind of feels I see..

Kind of feels I see..

persistently i darken my shadow to cover up regret but the train tracks still lie straight
it’ll be the end of deception.
this is the tone to the manipulation
a repetitive trait.
I thought this died so long ago,
but reoccurring shame eats at me.
she eats at me.
she walked away.
I can’t sense the rhythm, This two time color swallowing me
I’m here for forgiveness one more time
I return your glare
With some sort of sickening recipe of fear and anger

Fading

•August 4, 2009 • Leave a Comment
Here lately I've abandoned me

Here lately I've abandoned me

Here lately I’ve abandoned me

there’s nothing here..
there’s nothing to see.. nothing to hear..
there nothing to compare..
You said there’s nothing left down here……..
there’s nothing that people called hope here..
Well.. I roamed around the wasteland..
I’m not scared, but this is happening,
I’m not afraid but this is real..
It all comes at once, from every single direction.
This time I’m not, I’m not sleeping at all.
Could this be real? I’ve failed you…
I was too scared to show, what i am..
Bare with me, this is all i have left.
This might be more, than a simple conversation..

Was I left behind?

words can’t explain all of this color

colorfull is somehow pain

colorfull is somehow pain

I’ll sleeplessly hold my dreams of a sweet reality
A hand that I forcibly stretched out can’t grasp it
I’m sure that something certain doesn’t exist anywhere

Farewell; we can’t connect or anything with words
Our future will begin to walk, scattered
The dreams that search for a place to go in a corner of my heart
Reflected the light called “you”

I’ll gaze up at the crystal clear sky and etch my beloved into it….

Info Anak Hilang (Need Help)

•May 31, 2009 • 2 Comments

Mohon maaf teman2, sedianya utk menyebarkan info ini.
Telah menghilang seorang anak laki-laki

Nama : DANIEL MARIANO (panggilan DANI)

Usia   : 12 tahun,

tinggi : 145 cm

berat : 45 kg (lihat foto terlampir)

hilang 

Hilang sejak pulang sekolah pada tanggal 5 Pebruari 2009 dengan memakai seragam SMP (kemeja putih, celana biru).
Berita terakhir, ada saksi mata melihat anak ini dijadikan pengemis di Bandung , sekarang mungkin sudah tidak di Bandung lagi, mungkin di Surabaya atau di mana saja.
Jika ada yang melihat atau tahu keberadaan anak tersebut, harap menghubungi orang tuanya,

IBU SETIA DEWI (HP : 0813 2234 5223 )

Jl. Taman Cibunut Selatan Bandung .

 

Terimakasih sebelumnya.

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I See It.. But still I Can’t Find "it"

•May 28, 2009 • Leave a Comment

If only i can see.. more clear than I can see from now on,

from this eyes capability, from this mind can control,

For sure I’ll leave all this and make somethin new..

I see that light but my eyes is closed by a darklight that maybe I created myself..

teach me sadness..

Why must be like this.. why must i eat my own grudge.. this curse is feels like forever..

I laugh but I can understand what I laugh about, I shed a tears, more over but I dont know what I felt, why I must sad.

Injured with pain and sadness, the YOU that cannot be healed.

Shoulder the burden of the past that cannot be erased, jez throw away a will to live..

Your hand that I held all this that time, will I lose it someday.. yes.. im lose it..

im loose you in my life.. so.. why ?

I jez want to protect YOU and that disappearing smile, the ringing voice that calls me.. dries out.

Even if it gets erased by the wind for along time.. somehow.. I’ll still hope to found YOU.

This injured, this scar that YOU left, dont even say words like YOU cant smile or YOU hate people.

Everything that happens in the unseen future has a meaning, jez stay like this, there’ll come a time YOU will realize.

It felt so hollow to just pile a top one another, YOU said YOU can live on YOUR own,

jez with the usual kind of word YOU said that, YOU ache to a point where I cannot reach YOU..

Rusted.. here.. now..

YOUR hand that I held, searching for some simple kindness, do YOU even remember ?

Drive my life, by learning and live with pain it can became for a person who can be kind to others.

How can I see the meaning of life, disappearing.. even YOU are the only.

So YOU said YOU will not break, now YOU distance YOURSELF from me..

Jez dont say that words again.

Now its by and by, even YOU cannot see, there’s meaning to everything.

Shoulder the burden of the past that cannot be erased..

YOU’D better forget everything, remember..

It better to be forgotten, remember..

YOUR different life ? though we cannot return…

Like in times of warped memories, YOU shall, YOU will understand someday..

-PAIN-