Bra1n-w@shed

“Hello, Sir what would you like
to order?” says the feeling to heart that come to his store. “Hi, I would like
a non-fried emotions, no tears with extra caring and a cup of love please.”

The feeling start to put in
numbers in his cash register, “Would like that love to be doubled? Only 1 additional
attention; comes with free smile for every purchase this month only.” And the heart
replied briefly: “Yes please, superlove me!”

Life is like a nice fast food
restaurant if we ever play with our imagination. Heart is often hungry for love
and they want it to be double up. Heart cannot judge what is wrong or right, less
or more, forever or temporary if it collides with loving someone. We are frequently
drifted away with the thoughts of greener pasture when our feelings being
abandoned or even abused by someone we truly love.

The weakness of our flesh and
bones tend to speak the truth of our humanity. The desire within burst like a
flame and gasoline poured over and over by the ego inside. We cannot be blamed
when we want something better for our live, want us to be happy and smile over
the cloudy day outside, sing a love song in our head even though no music is
playing. All we want is security and a glimpse of the future that we will be
happy and being loved eventually.

So please, superlove me!

If Björk is a religion I’m
totally converting. Yes, she’s my goddess, my soul connection to another realm,
a vibe that spirited me with her words and tunes all wrapped in simple
pocket-spender-albums. Her performance in Tennis Indoor Jakarta on February 12^th
2008 was more than just amazing. A moment where I was praying for all of my
lifetime, a one impossible wish come true!

I already bought the ticket the
day Javamusikindo (bless those guys
for such a great job) put ‘em for sale. It was divided into two major seats:
Festival that cost IDR 600K and Tribune IDR 500K, trouble-free isn’t? Well,
there’s one thing I wanna say to some people (that include you Ms. Sintya
Anjani :>) that said Björk will NEVER come to a town like Jakarta: Eat my short! haha!

Anyhoo, here’s the detail of the
concert. I was arrived on a slightly rainy afternoon at Tennis Indoor parking
lot with a cab exactly 5.32pm and there was a short line of Björk-mania. They
said the gate will be open at 7pm and the concert will merely begin at 8.
People with such enthusiasm start to fill the line until the committee open the
gate at 6.30pm and the rain already stopped that moment (His grace is such a
blessing isn’t it?). So after we’re being told that only one more checking
point of weapons, drugs, or any type of camera that is prohibited into the
arena we are good to go.

It was a bit disappointment when
we were being told to put away all our camera coz that the #1 rules from her.
Well, as far as I read the news Björk is a bit vicious to some reporters since
her attack in Thailand airport. So I put away my borrowed pocket camera, I
thought my memory and satisfaction is more precious than some megapixels in a
tinny metal box. The door was open on 6.45pm and we all rushed in like cows
into them barn yards.

The indoor stadium was small
compare to the Olympic arena when Björk had to sing Oceania on the last game
season. But all the rush way before the opening gate was paid off because I’m
standing on the very front row of the stage so she could see me screaming like
nuts when she ought to sing later. People still keep filling the Festival and
Tribune seating and one girl came with her swan dress (let’s see her freezing
on this cold arena).

I stood there with amaze that in
one hour I will see Björk performing live with my very own pair of eyes. The
stage already filled with keyboards, DJ equipment complete with Mac on each
side and microphones for background singers. It has nothing on the background,
just big black cloth as I thought Björk wasn’t it simple for every concert she
held. We still kept on waiting while I’m watching Happy Tree Friends on my iPod
until some crew put on some flags with fire image on it, and suddenly from the
background a long tail of colorful flags was raised up with each different
image on it such as fish, frog, bird and crocodile.

If you can imagine the stage
décor was like a kingdom of many bright colors, she want it connect with the
last colorful album, Volta. After all, this tour is called The <Volta> Tour. Then all of a sudden the stage lights were
turned off and there was a group of brass choir marching up into the stage with
painted forehead and colorful costume and the sound of trumpet like it was time
of the kings and castle! There she is our star, Björk
Gudmundsdottir, age of 42 (but God she looked much younger than that!) with
her costume of glittery pink with rumba accent on each side and a colorful
fluffy little shoulder bag. She starts with her 1^st track on Volta
album: Earth Intruders. This song idea was made right after Indonesia was hit
with Tsunami couple of year ago. She flew into Banda Aceh to give her support
to the local villagers on 2006 that was the closest she could get from my
hometo
wn, Jakarta. The crowd that filled up the indoor stadium just went crazy
with dancing and screaming!! She energetically dance throughout her performance
with the brilliant rhythm made by her band of electro performers.

I thought she will sing mostly
songs in Volta album, but amazingly she performs all the songs from her
previous album too!! I was screaming on the top of my voice so she could hear
me out with my hands on the air. All of my favorite song was there: Unravel, Pleasure
Is All Mine, Jòga, Hyperballad (freshly remixed!), Pagan Poetry, Army Of Me,
The Anchor Song (also the Icelandic version!), Hunter, Bachelorette, All Is
Full Of Love, Oceania, Desired Constellation, Wanderlust, Innocence, Hidden
Place, Pluto, Declare Independence.

She also sang Cover Me with
Pennsylvania kinda ryhme in the middle of her set list (the song is already creepy though). She was making funny faces and gestures like
vampire during that particular song, haha…fresh! Humble and friendly, she
introduce the band to the audience and say that sorry she cannot speak Bahasa,
only Icelandic (d’uh!). Then she wrapped up with Pluto as predicted to keep the
spirit up as the crowd jumping like crazy. I didn’t feel tired at all with all
the screaming and calling out her name as she looked at me at distance only 10
feet away!

Björk and all the band was
leaving the stage with thank you and the lights were all out. I didn’t take the
crap that she would leave us with no encore while the crowd screaming “more,
more, more!!”. So there she was, back to the stage with the entire band and
saying one last song for closing: Declare Independence. This is one song that
can make your spirit of freedom burst out of your quiet soul, with crazy tunes
and catchy lyrics the crowd dance and singing like we never dance and sang
before! With the confetti blasting we were singing: “Declare independence! Don’t let them do that to you!!!”

That was the most precious
life-time-experience after I had my first orgasm. I just take this memory for
the rest of my life, even though with no picture of her, her voice will
automatically playing on when I’m feeling sad (Unravel), angry (Declare
Independence), happy (It’s So Quiet), alone (Cocoon), frightened (Innocence),
peace (Possibly Maybe), horny (Pluto). God bless this Icelandic woman, amen.

                The Set List:

                01. Intro - Brennið Þið Vitar
                02. Earth Intruders

                03. Hunter
                04. Unravel
                05. All Is Full Of Love

                06. Jóga
                07. Pagan Poetry
                08. The Pleasure Is All Mine
                09. Hidden Place
                10. Desired Constellation
                11. Army Of Me
                12. Innocence
                13. Bachelorette
                14. Cover Me
                15. Wanderlust
                16. Hyperballad
                17. Pluto
                encore
                18. Anchor Song
                19. Declare Independence

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

Björk - Hyperballad

All of our life is controlled by
a powerful little tool called the remote control. I used that to turn on my
air-con, stereo hi-fi, DVD player, TV set, some used it for PC, garage door,
electric gates, whirl pool, and God-knows-what-else. It’s easy, simple and
yet-powerful. I wonder if God have one for us, humans, when He want to see
what’s happening in Cambodia, He just ‘click’ here or when He want to see
people in busy New York street, ‘click’ there.

Funny isn’t it? Small equipment
made by man can control so many things greater than its size. For some reason
it was built to make our life much easier (for some reason Ozzy Osbourne still
can’t use it) but so many people are becoming lazier and
couch-potatoes-champions. I must admit, I believe that remote control is the
most useful man ever made after we create fire. I mean, just think of it when
you lived in one burning city like Jakarta and you walk inside your room after
a sunny day and you cannot turn on the AC coz the remote is gone missing.
Disaster!!

I kept on thinking about this
remote power life has given to us, we have the power over gravity, we could
sent man to the sky for goodness sake, we have the power to almost all energy
source in this green earth! But why do waste it? Look at ourselves, we are
becoming cows in our own living room, zombies to TV serials with one simple
‘click’ we continue to another hour of wasted useful time. Let just be honest
guys, how many of you go up from your bed in the midnight just to change the
channel on your TV set? See?

It kinda silly when I think some
people need to be managed for their anger (until I see my bf, it really change
my perception :p) and some needs to be taught how to controlled their drinking
habits, or even self-confidence coz some ain’t got none. Well, not all things
have a tiny device that we can ‘click’ and then the anger temperament digits go
down instantly (hahaha.. I wish).

It’s not just “a remote control”
anymore when we think deeper, aren’t we? It’s the power invested to us that
makes us feel great and well, in control. Parents have the power over their
youngsters, lovers have the power over their relationship, lust has the power
over flesh, teachers have the power over their students and so on. Power aren’t
for toys, sometimes it’s like fire burning to your soul and when you feel too
good, it kept on burning hotter like eternal inferno.

Be wise over what you still can
control, because the power is not forever. Sometimes it’s good to do things
manually, like me; I feel weird driving car with automatic transmission. Remote
control is good sometimes, but there are things we don’t have control of.
Destiny for instance, what we can do is believe to it, work your ass on it and
see good things coming at you.