Bugg's Basement: May 2006

Bugg Speaks

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

BASEMENT TWO

Inspired by a strange ride in Pine's non-government safety checked lift, I have decided to announce that the ride now goes on down to Basement Two. The Basement has a new home. HERE.

Basement One is now closed.

The party rocks on downstairs.

By a strange coincidence, Basement Two happens to look like Cathy's blog. >.<

For the record, Cathy's blog came first. I just happened to choose the same theme as hers. *double d'oh!*

About Me

Name: buggsuperstar

Location: Singapore

"Travelers through the process of creation realize that the truly essential spirits are experienced 'on the way'. Once we arrive, the pleasures are usually attached to reflections on how we got there. And if there is a feeling of satisfaction, it is likely to be ephemeral, since the creative spirit longs to get onto the road again, to create anew."

The musings on this blog are dedicated to like-minded travellers, who yearn to walk the path, but can never stay in one place and be one thing alone. Here's to the crazy ones...

Wall Of Fame

You know how some records seem as relevant and groundbreaking today, as they were perhaps 10 years ago when they were first released? These albums have left an indelible mark on my sonic psyche. They echoed during the defining moments of my life, and they were my only companions during those dark, lonely, wintery nights. These seemingly random collection of chords and whispy voices still return to me in moments of introspection. They are classics in the truest sense of the word. I have opened my ears to many a passing music fad, but these little beauties still return to comfort me.