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Hancur Hatiku~

Today, after class, I went to Laguna.. with Oya..

for those who have no idea what is Laguna, it is an Asian grocery located in the QV. when we were about to pay our stuffs.. the shop played a song that...

for God sake was it really a song? huh..

I think it's an Indonesian song.. but doesn't matter..the point is, it is the most annoying song I ever heard.. can u imagine.. the lyric from the start till the end is only a repeatation of a phrase 'hancur hatiku'....and it goes like..

hancur hatiku,
hancur hatiku,
hancur hatiku....

hancur hatiku,
hancur hatiku,
hancur hatiku....

I'm not sure how many times the phrase is repeated but it's about 3 mins long.. how annoying.. what's up with music industry these days?

huhu.. it seems that everyone could write a lyric these days... hopefully nothing similar is happening to Malaysian music industry... such a shame...

by the way...

dear whosoever in the music industry..

know it well that u got one of the most powerful tools in ur hand... so, be aware of what u produce...

and please..please.. please..

don't devalue art through such humiliation...

and

stop hurting my ears~

thank God that I'm not a big fan of Indo Music..

Indo mee is great though..

okay,

good night Melbourne~

Comments

leenmafia said…
100% agree with u...mayb thats why I always listen to korean music bcoz I cant understand at all ho3..
indo mee not bad...
August 14, 2009 at 2:09 PM
Anonymous said…
hahaha..pjah.. nk baca blog pjah
August 14, 2009 at 7:03 PM
Ariff Arifin said…
hancur hatiku.. grenggg.. hancur hatiku.. grengggg..

*lame*
August 15, 2009 at 2:18 PM
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