Baby Imma Rock Star

"Spent this whole day enjoying supermodels at VSFS and recording stuff for my Soundcloud. Feelin like a rock star \m/"

--@rifkyvicky

I tweeted that thing yesterday.

And now I'm telling the whole story.

It was an idle day yesterday, and you know I'm still under euphoria of enjoying fancy girls from watching Greek and 90210 -I'm gonna post something about Ivy Sullivan soon, remind me!- back to back every morning on Star World.

So I was on this urgent need to see some beautiful crafts, and I spontaneously thought about tons of VICTORIA'S SECRET Fashion Shows I never finished watching.

Dashing. Seeing them walking down the runway one by one, I felt like a top notch musician having my days off and deciding to attend the show, just to browse some hot chicks. It's like Adam Levine grazing all girls before he finally ended up with Behati.

He's got his choice, I got mine.

It's Adriana Lima.

Picture's mine, I took it myself. Haha kidding, check here.

Done seeing angels, I returned to my business: music. And by returning to music, I meant I logged in my Soundcloud account to upload some recorded covers I did earlier. The account was created long, long ago but since I didn't have enough guts to let universe know my skill, I kept pending it. Since yesterday.

And for you, my fans, who wonder about why on earth did I, all of the sudden, signed up to Soundcloud... It's because I can't hold it much longer. I do rap. I can't sing, but I rap. I'm still learning, but I rap. And I just need some place to spill it.

So give it a shot, to my Soundcloud.
Let me know if it ruins your ear drums.

Now that the public knew my potential, it was actually the time for me to give a brand to myself. You know I like Pitbull and you know I love to wear shorts. Wha--you don't know? Okay, I love wearing shorts.

It's so nice to have some dreamy life as such.

At least it distracts me from how harsh real life is.

Although if I turn to be a real musician, and date a model,
It'll feel less harsh, I'm all sure

The Local Warming

So the day I was anxious about had come.

The day I referred to as my runaway, yea it came.

Yes, the day I meet my idol again.

Skenoo Exhibition Hall

September 1st, 2013

Can't really tell you how I exactly felt. This was his third time coming to Jakarta, and my second time coming to his gig. My friends didn't really expect him and even had no idea that he planned to come again. It also meant that, no one would ever be going to the concert.

So I don't care.

I watched it anyway.

Alone again and that was okay.

Unlike his second concert which was started around 9 and ended before 10, this time, the whole concert was much more humanized. We queued at an air conditioned hall, sitting, sequentially entered the main hall and only waited like one hour before the show started.

8 PM, music played, lights dimmed, bands started performing and boom! There came my all-time, top notch, irreplaceable idol. I knew I watched him before, but once I saw him on stage yesterday, it felt like my first time. I yelled, I chanted his name hysterically, I was like a male groupie.

He sang like every single hits he hit. His original songs, his songs where he got featured within, some popular songs as the bridge to his main songs, AAARRGGHH I DO LOVE HIM!! Funny thing was, I'm sure I was the only one who rapped with him. Other people, who stood in front of me, hindering my way from my idol, acted like his biggest fans, only sang the choruses which mostly done by featured artists. I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO MASTERED THE RAP!

And people glanced at me for that. I didn't really know, and care, what they were thinking about. But I'm sure it was either how could he do the rap?? or perhaps the contrary. Shut up, you stupid hoe! We're trying to enjoy Pitbull here! But what can I do, people?? It's just my nature to rap along Pitbull's songs. And I paid to feel the concert anyway, so the songs and the stage were half mine.

On some level of the concert, I stopped singing and just rolled my eyes to where that guy moved. The beat, the rap sensation, the lighting, the fvckin smokin hot dancers, the Armando Christian Perez...

I adored that guy.

I do, wholeheartedly, adore that guy.

I realized I wasn't just acting like a fanatic fan in front of my friends, these last three years.

But I, really am a fanatic fan of Pitbull.

After one hour and fifteen minutes, he got off the stage. People kept screaming "We want more, we want more!" but I knew, he wouldn't be coming out again. 

So the hall started to be clearing off, and I started to get near the stage and saw if I could bring something home. Earlier on the concert, Pit threw his recently-wiped-to-his-bald-head hankie right to my spot. But my hand couldn't stretched further and I failed several centimeters before a male scum bastard ass snatched the cloth right before my very face.

So yea once again, I only got a playlist paper.

Even a bule staff of his couldn't get me the towel...

Well then I returned home.

But no, I didn't feel down...

The concert really opened my mind about how I actually idolized Pitbull a lot.

People know that I like him, people turn to me when it comes to Pitbull.

The guy's all about me and it's just the other way around, vice versa.

But I just never realized that this thing is real deep.

Feels a bit dramatized eh? But no, I really mean it.

Then came the question, "How was Pitbull, Vick?"

"Rocked my night." I answered. "And I'm sure he'll be back soon.

Even if apparently, he's holding another concert tomorrow, well friend,

I'm so gonna see it again."

Check Five: The Runaway

We're halfway there.

Visa's done, ticket's obtained...

We're halfway there,

But I needed a temporary escape.

So I went to Bali with my friends. My family. Friends. Well whatever, they're just as good and as close as siblings to me so... Anything will do. But overall, the trip was really like a runaway to me. Runaway before campus starts again, with runaway foods and beverages to run away from reality. If you know what I mean :)

And then yesterday, like yesterday, I attended some concert. Well, I prefer calling it a sanctuary. Because it was Pitbull's. Again. I know I watched one, two years ago but... Was it enough?? No! Even after yesterday, I realized that I can't get enough Pitbull's songs. And his dancers.

Okay...

Several steps away to New York.

God, please make it work.

Now I'm back to the cirque

This Is Harder Than High School

This year is a party time for football lovers. You know,

Arsenal will come, Chelsea will come, Liverpool will come...

Ah yes, Liverpool will come.

To Indonesia, to the land I'm staying at.

This could actually be like, you know, a chance for me to show the universe that I am trying to be a good fan of Liverpool. And um, this could be the only time for them playing here! I mean, WHEN ELSE WILL THEY BE COMING TO THIS CRAPPY COUNTRY!?

But... Yeah, there's a 'but'.

You know I'm not posting this story for a scrubby reason.

This is a real deal because, you know what, Pitbull will also come this year.

Yes, Pitbull. Again.

The all-time-fave-rapper-of-mine Pitbull.

He'll come. Again. And it gave me some hard times.

I know, I should've just pick Liverpool over Pitbull but... Got to admit, I adore the Cuban bastard much much more than all Liverpool players. Combined.

And the last time he came, well since I obtained his ticket for free, I couldn't help but promised myself that the next time he's coming to Indonesia, I won't risk my chance again by waiting for some stupid free tickets. I will just buy my own ticket instead. No matter how expensive it'll be. No matter what.

And now that he's coming again,

Along with the game of Liverpool,

I don't even know how to react.

Image of Captain Gerrard is from here, and Pitbull's from here.

I drool.

I drool like a mule.

Oh how could I dare to miss the duel

Of my favorite club, right before my stool?

But you know I won't say no to my lengua española fuel.

The guy who made me love to rap like a fool.

Argh, this is so uncool.

If only I have a gold pool,

I don't have to face this mull.

So, Liverpool or Pitbull?

God this bugs me deep into my skull

P.S. : I don't know why, but I have this feeling that somehow, eventually, I get to see both of them this year.
Just, Amen o Lord :')

Cause I Rap With The Best, For Sure

Let's talk about hobbies. Well, I like singing. Discreetly. Like inside the bedroom, inside the bathroom, inside my heart, or among the crowds, but when nobody sees me tho. After all, I sing for myself.

And talk about singing. You know I like Pitbull. And Nicki Minaj. And Jason Mraz. And Black Eyed Peas. See the things in common from those singers?

Yes, they mastered wordplays. They rap.

Now talk about rapping. I like rapping. I do rap, sometimes. Well, most of my times. Especially in Pitbull's songs. In each and every single song of his, there's always the rap verse. And I can do that, some of that. Actually, I'm a shy bird and showing-off-not-of-a-kind guy. But when it comes to Pitbull's raps, I can't help but sing along.

Some of my friends noticed my rap skill. One of them even suggested me to develop my own YouTube channel of my own rap covers. Well that wasn't a bad idea. In fact, I've been thinking to do that.

It's not because I want to be famous, oh Lord, no way! I'll earn my fame in my own way. It's more like to, you know, distribute this uncontrollable desire of rapping somewhere decent. Also for me later on my old days, to remind the old me that when he was younger, he could do such cool raps.

Well, what do you think guys?

Geez no, ain't talking to you.

I was asking them instead.

Here are the links for Jason's, Nicki's, Pitbull's and BEP's pics

Well,

I do like singing.

After all, I sing for myself.

But for rapping, I can consider go public.

Haha who cares what others think.

Uncle Pitbull once said in one of his songs,

"It's my life,

Imma do what I do.

And if you don't like it

It's cool, f*ck you" :)

Mr Worldwide: The Birth

Udah dua belas hari di bulan Februari, tapi gue belum juga ngepost apapun. Hmm gapapa dong ya, karena gue baru aja pulang dari perjalanan super menakjubkan gue di negara tetangga dimana gue cuma seorang diri.

Banyak banget yang mau gue ceritain, banyak banget yang mau gue share, malah tadinya gue mikir apa mending gue bikin satu blog sendiri khusus buat perjalanan ini aja yak? Haha tapi gamungkin sih.

However, I'll tell it anyway, anyhow.

Kuala Lumpur, Bangkok and George Town

"Two passports (stamps), three cities, two countries, one (plus eleven) day" -- Pitbull

So, shall we

Get it started?

When The World's Against You

I assume that you all know 9GAG. Yes, that global boredom killer website that when you're browsing that, you'll be feeling like enjoying your own story of your life.

Cause it talks so much about the golden age of 90s.

Cause it tells you your daily facts that you're barely aware of.

Cause it hates so much about Justin Bieber and all those Twilight saga.

Then it makes you feel like the whole universe is on your side. You bookmarked it on your desktop, and installed the app inside your smartphone. Your life is all about the web.

Until finally, you realized that one of your idol was started to be made fun of on that site. The role model you've been idolized lately, and you're still so in love with.

Yes, 9GAG hates Pitbull.

http://9llo89.wordpress.com/2012/02/09/spazio-musica-del-9-febbraio-2012-no-pitbull-no-party/

This can not be.

Everybody knows how much I love that Cuban man. Everybody knows how effort-ful my story was when that Mr Worldwide thing came here to Jakarta. Everybody knows how uncomfortable I am when I found out that my juniors' dancing group's catchphrase is 'Dale!'

And now that the part of my life is confronting my idol,

All I can do is preparing for some counterattacks.

Pitbull's not that bad. Pitbull's not ruining everybody else's songs by get featured with. Pitbull's not violating the music industry by mixing English and Latino.

It's not the fact that Pitbull's appearance is almost everywhere that bugged you, 9GAGers.

It's the fact that you're not Pitbull, that disturbed you and had you insulting him.

Think again :)

Spontaneous, Mood-Swinger Mr WorldGig

Kalian ngerti nggak seberapa ngefansnya gue sama penyanyi rapper gila asal Cuba yang satu ini?? Yaa, gak fanatik banget sih tapi parah gue pengen banget bisa nonton dia live.

Pitbull

Udah dari bulan Juli gue tau kalo dia mau dateng, dari yang awalnya mau di Balai Kartini, ke Istora sampe akhirnya jadinya di Tennis Indoor. Dan Juli itu kan gue baru pulang dari Bali, lagu doi masih nempel parah di kuping gue jadinya gue mau banget banget bangetan nonton.

Tapi ngeliat harga tiketnya, gue pun ciut. Uang baru aja dipake buat The Script dan gue juga mau nonton Foster The People -mumpung harganya masih jauh lebih terjangkau. Nah jadilah gue kubur dalam-dalam harapan bertemu si botak.

tapi...

Sunday, December 4

Tiba-tiba temen gue ada yang nawarin tiket Pitbull. 800 ribu dapet dua, dan itu FESTIVAL. Pengen kayang gak sih dengernya? Harga aslinya tuh satunya 935, kalo gue beli dari temen gue itu dan satu tiketnya gue jual pake harga asli, dengan kata lain gue dapet untung 100 ribuan dan bisa nonton Pitbull secara cuma-cuma!!! Mungkin gak gue tolak tawaran doi?

tapi lagi...

Monday, December 5

Ternyata ada yang nawar tiketnya dengan harga yang jauh lebih tinggi. Temen gue bilang masih belum fix dibeli sih, tapi seharian gue udah leye-leye aje, berasa nungguin istri lahiran. Udah gue minta doa sana sini biar berhasil dan malemnya pas gue telpon... Yeayyy, udah kejual :')

akhirnya...

Tuesday, December 6

Ini KIAMAT buat gue. Lo harus tau gue udah download banyak lagu Pitbull buat dipelajarin, gue udah ngeliat blueprint Tennis Indoor dan nyusun strategi mau nonton dari mana, tapi semuanya sia-sia. Dan hari itu semua orang nanya-nanya, "Pitbull tuh hari ini kan ya?" atau "Vik lo gajadi nonton Pitbull?" dan bahkan si Izzat sama Sizi nonton!! Shit man, shit! Persis banget sama pas Bruno Mars.

tapi tunggu...

Tuesday, December 6, 05:30 PM

Gue dan beberapa temen laknat gue lagi jaga stand CommUI Cup sambil ketawa-ketawa, berusaha ngelupain kegetiran hidup. Tiba-tiba Eda nyeletuk, "Vik gue mau nunjukin sesuatu tapi plis jangan banting hapenya ya..." dan gue baca apa yang dia tunjukkin. Ternyata si Dea punya TIKET GRATIS PITBULL DARI DETIKCOM DAN GAK ADA ORANG YANG NGAMBIL. Kaki udah lemes kan nih, kayak gada tulangnya gitu. Ah langsung lah itu bocah satu gue telpon, tapi... Ternyata yang punya tiket stand by di kantor cuma sampe jam 5. Gue pun leye-leye lagi.

ehm, belum selesai...

Tuesday, December 6, 05:35 PM

Udah desperate parah nih ceritanya. iPod Icha gue pasang lagunya Pitbull, berusaha menghibur diri dengan mendatangkan suasanya yang sejatinya hampir serupa dengan Tennis Indoor :') dan gak lama Dea nelpon Eda, dan langsung dioper ke gue...

Bayangin deh. lo lulus UAN, keluarga seneng-seneng kan, ngajak makan malem deh. Pas lagi di restoran lo dapet kabar lolos SIMAK. Kebelet pulang gak sih? Nah pas otw tempat parkiran ada talent scout nawarin lo ikut casting yang kemungkinan lolosnya tuh kayak ampe 90% gitu.

Nah itu perasaan gue pas Dea nelpon dan ngasitau kalo tiketnya masih bisa diambil. Tapi resikonya, gue bakal telat masuk venue karena open gate itu jam setengah 7.

Peduli gak sih? Bisa dateng aja gue udah sukur, dapet paling belakang asal kepala kinclong ama kacamata si Pitbull keliatan mah gue udah juga seneng.

Akhirnya gue lari ninggalin semua kenyataan. Literally lari. Dari kampus ke kosan. Ambil uang, ambil baju, ambil parfum, langsung caw naik taksi ke kantor detikcom di Pejaten. Sebenernya hati udah chaos banget tuh, tapi untung sopirnya bapak-bapak ramah gitu, pinter nyari jalan pintas pula haha the best deh lau, PakDang -nama bapaknya Dadang, serius.

Keluar dari kantor gue pandangin tuh tiket penuh kemenangan, gue foto, gue tweet dan gue baru menyadari kalo tiket itu adalah... FESTIVAL!! *sembah Allah* Dari sono pake taksi yang sama gue langsung ke Senayan. Beneran deh Allah lagi sayang banget sama gue hari itu, gak macet sama sekali cuuuuuyyy.

Nyampe Tennis Indoor jam setengah tujuh lewat dan gate belom dibuka HAHA untuk kali ini gue cinta sama kebiasaan ngaret orang Indonesia. Setelah ngantri cukup lama, akhirnya gue sampe di dalem jam delapan kurang. Masih opening kan, yaaa kalem aja deh gue.

Melihat sekeliling, gue membatin. Kayaknya semua kesitu sama temen atau siapapun lah, gak sendirian. Sedangkan gue? Berasa ansos, bawa-bawa ransel pula cem teroris. Tapi bodo deh, yang penting gue nonton. Posisi bener-bener di tengah, diitung dari sudut koordinat manapun. Pol banget deh hokinya.

Jam sembilan lewat baru mulai. Ini air mata rasanya mau tumpah ngeliat rapper idola gue muncul di panggung. Gue yang tadinya diem kayak siput langsung liar pecicilan macem gajah kena tombak. Orang-orang sekitar udah risih tuh gue yakin, "Ini apa coba bocah sendirian kagak punya temen tapi joget-joget tereak-tereak berasa satu Tennis Indoor kenal sama doi," tapi siapa peduli woy?? SIAPA??

Etapi bener-bener ya artis tenar kalo udah sukses tuh pelitnyaa naujubile. Dateng gapake surprise apa-apa, langsung nyanyi bet bet bet tiga lagu sekaligus baru berenti. Basa-basi muji-muji Jakarta, nyanyi lagi sepotong, ganti lagu lain sepotong, ganti lagiiii gitu-gitu terus ampe akhirnya terakhir Give Me Everything full, trus doi keluar. Total kira kira cuma 45-50 menitan.

Yasudah apa daya, ternyata beneran cuma sebentar. padahal udah ditereakin "We want more, we want more" tapi gak keluar-keluar juga. Yowis, gak berapa lama ladang menyepi, gue pun melipir ke pager, menjalankan misi yang sama seperti The Script kemaren: 'berkebun'. Setelah perjuangan minta botol air bekas Pitbull yang dikasih ke orang tepat di sebelah gue, setelah rebutan selampe sama ratusan angry mob dan gagal, akhirnya yang gue dapet cuma kisi kisi lagu lagi :')

Udah, abis itu gue nyerah. Keluar Tennis Indoor, naik taksi -lagi-lagi sopirnya asik, abang Batak gitu, gaul masih kuliah dan doyan nonton konser juga- depan FX trus pulang ke rumah dengan indahnya. Puas? P-A-R-A-H. Dengan 150rb rupiah untuk ongkos Depok - Pejaten - Senayan - Kelapa Gading saja, gue udah bisa nonton Pitbull yang harga tiketnya hampir sejuta

Gangerti lagi harus bersyukur kayak apa ya Allah...

Dan thanks banget buat Dea, sumpah lo emang emang emangggg!!!

Aaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhh, I knew I would made it!!

So satisfied I finally fulfill my rap-along-with-Pitbull passion.

Dale!

You Know I Want 'Cha (Concerts)

Proverbs are actually made based on real experiences. Yaaa, salah satunya "mati satu tumbuh seribu" yang selama ini gue acuhkan dan ternyata ada benarnya juga.

Jadi begini kawan kawan.

Beberapa waktu yang lalu, gue dapet kabar kalo The Script, yang kedatangannya ke Jakarta udah gue prediksikan di beberapa post sebelumnya, bakal beneran dateng. Gue, dan beberapa temen gue yang dulu pernah berjanji akan menjadi yang paling depan kalo The Script dateng, seneng parah parah parahhhh denger kabar gembira ini. Apalagi tiketnya gak sampe 500rb. Lengkap gak sih?

Belom, sampe akhirnya gue dapet kabar bahwa konser yang dibopoh oleh Guinness itu cuma boleh didatengin sama manusia yang umurnya udah 21. Mantep kaaaaaaaaan?? :'/

Setelah sekuat tenaga meyakinkan diri bahwa gue dan The Script belom jodoh, gue dapet kabar lain dari belahan dunia lain:

Panic! At The Disco, which concert on August 17 2008 I beautifully missed when I was in high school, will come along with some other bands to GBK

Argh, hidup gue pun jadi jauh lebih berwarna mendengarnya karena Panic! At The Disco adalah satu dari enam konser laknat musisi favorit gue yang gue lewatkan dengan indahnya.

Dan di hari yang sama, gue dimention salah satu temen gue di twitter tentang suatu hal yang amat menakjubkan:

Pitbull, which concert I also missed because I never thought that the tickets wouldn't run out that fast, will also come and rule the Balai Kartini

Sumpah ya, yang ini gue gamau lewatin banget. Status doi juga sama kayak Panic! At The Disco; one of six darn concerts I couldn't afford. Dan lagi, euforia Bali yang hampir tiap detik gue dengerin suara doi, masih kerasa dan gue mau menggila lagi di konsernya.

Ngeri gak sih lo?? Ngeri uang gue abis kalo mereka beneran dateng dan gue kali ini beneran bisa nonton mereka tanpa ada hambatan apapun.

But the point of this post is, proverb "mati satu tumbuh seribu" does really exist though in my case it changes to "mati satu tumbuh dua".

And I hope it's only the two of them.

If there come others like Michael Buble or Rascal Flatts,

Please just shoot me now

If I Had A Chance to be Born Five Times...

Woooo akhirnya ngepost lagi. UAS udah (anggep aja) lewat, libur 3 bulan menanti, dan saatnya membanjiri blog ini dengan ocehan-ocehan gue lagi! Can we make this fast? I mean, this opening thing? I'm not really good at it.

Oke! Jadi buat pemanasan setelah sekian lama gak ngeblog, gue cuma mau nyampah soal... Penyanyi. Hell yeah, these are male singers. Gak, bukan fisiknya lah gela lo! Gue mau memuji betapa bagusnya suara mereka, dan betapa irinya gue dengan mereka karena suara emas mereka itu.

So if i'm given a chance by God to be born again, I want my voice to be like these dudes.

Pitbull
Gangerti lagi kenapa dia suaranya bisa sengaco itu. Serek-serek gimana gitu kan ah bangke gue mau banget punya suara begitu. Dan kalo dia ngerap ugh, indescribable. And uh, can I make a little confession? I'm actually working on how he sings so fast. Di "On The Floor" nya J.Lo, sambil dengerin dia ngoceh sambil baca liriknya, gue juga ikutan loh ahaha! Pokoknya, elu, Mr Pitbull, for me, you have no foes in this. Dan gue punya satu quote buat suara doi.

"Well i am no woman. But that is one tasty dish."

-- Chandler Bing (F.R.I.E.N.D.S)

Jay Sean
Kalo tadi Hip Hop nya, yang ini Pop nya. Mungkin orang gak terlalu aware ya sama suara doi, tapi sebenernya unik loh. Liukan-liukannya cihuy cuy.

Danny O'Donoghue
Ada yang tau dia siapa? Vokalis The Script ah elah lama lu mikirnya. Agak biasa ya? Hmm iya sih tapi nggak ah! Gue doyan banget The Script, yaaah walopun cuma beberapa lagu doang. Dan gue punya firasat gak lama lagi mereka bakal ke Jakarta uuuulala gue bakal jadi yang terdepan deh Insya Allah.

Gary LeVox
Abis dari Indie Rock, loncat ke Country. Ever know who he is? Okay, he's the lead vocal of Rascal Flatts. Do you even know Rascal Flatts? Okay, one of their song was used for the soundtrack of Disney Cars. You don't know what Cars is?? Well, may you burn in hell haha canda tau! Susah sih ngomongin dia soalnya emang gak terlalu tenar disini. Tapi serius deh suaranya bikin bisa nangis. Gadeng lebay.

Michael Buble
Ada yang mau protes? Gak lah ya, siapa juga yang gak muji suara berat nan Jazzy si om yang satu ini. Dan fix kalo doi dateng, gue bakal kelabakan kebingungan mau nonton apa nggak karena harga tiketnya pasti bikin miskin ampe wisuda.


Hadoh hadoh udah ah ngomongin mereka gak ada matinya. Orientasi udah uaaaaaang mulu, ngebayangin dolar yang mereka hasilin "gara-gara" suara mereka itu.

And you know what? I'm running out of ideas.
Let's finish this warming-up post and please be ready because
I'm back on this blog again!