new set of wheels!

i just bought a bike! word up.

its not still hot here.

its gorgeous right now in nyc. thank you el nino.

bhurin

its still hot here.

and humid. oh, and the new nas album is quite tasty indeedy.

bhurin

dude, its hot here.

its hot in orlando. but being able to drive and crank loud music again makes up for it.

bhurin

off to orlando!

ah, to surf among the sharks.

that's life.

27.
there's a selfish guilt
found underneath these city lights
standing with both feet planted
ready to devour all
that wolves left behind
and all
that the city has burned.

bhurin

playlist:
sam cooke - portrait of a legend 1951-1964
the other - the other
small brown bike - dead reckoning

friend.

drums.

headphones.

word. i just picked up a new pair of headphones that seem to deliver a better sound than that of my earbuds. there was always something lacking with earbuds, it didn't feel like the sound was allowed to breath like it does if you were to listen to music through speakers. the earbuds felt too precise. so i dished out for some headphones that comfortably rest around my ears, allowing the music to sort of diffuse into my ears as opposed to being shotgunned straight to the drum. so far so good.

but of course, nothing beats listening to music through your car stereo while cruising down the highway, windows rolled down.

bhurin

playlist:
boris - rainbow
band of horses - cease to begin
dustin kensrue - please come home

past worn searching.

so i wandered around greenwich village today and found myself a copy of rainer maria's past worn searching. i haven't listened to this album since high school, at which point i had a copy of the cd on tape cassette that my friend made for me. awesome. this album was easily one of my favorites senior year. there's something sweet about the wavering vocals and raw production of the album that bring back good memories.

bhurin

sign off.

one of my new job descriptions:

responsible for achieving high level drumming and mouth catching skills.

word.

bhurin

playlist:
attack in black - marriage
the helio sequence - keep your eyes ahead

yes we can.

february.

its february already. its been a good year so far. steady job, solid bowels, not much more a person can ask for.

word.

bhurin

playlist:
the mars volta - the bedlam in goliath

i've got an idea.

i want to see the silk mangos perform again. and i don't think i'm alone on this one either.

love,
bhurin

playlist:
bright eyes - cassadaga

its cold outside again.

ah, i made it back to nyc after a great trip back to the lone star state. it was time spent well with family, old friends, and cheap meals. it wasn't until i was cruising down the highway with windows rolled down and punk rock playing through the car stereo that i realized how much i missed home. there's something to be said about just getting in your car and driving across town.

bhurin

playlist:
lifetime - lifetime
propagandhi - live from occupied territory: an official bootleg (dvd)

jacketless and warm.

no need to cry "ice queen," if you can call that crying. even if the woman who spurred the emotional meltdown voted for obama, you still won (albeit by a slim margin). so let's all just get along and keep the dramatic segments to a minimum. but i guess anything goes for you, as long as you win. and for crying out loud, won't you give bill an on camera kiss?

update: thank you jon stewart for this.

on a different note and writing style, i really do miss the open space of the lone star state. since i've moved out to new york, i can rarely look up and see open skies. just the other day, i laid out on a hammock and let the pace of a quiet saturday afternoon gently tug my eyelids closed. the simple breeze and texas sunset blanketed me while i fell asleep on the balcony. the only sound i could hear was the distant rustling of cars from the highway. its good to be back home.

bhurin

playlist:
attack in black - marriage
against me! - acoustic EP

reading:
the wind-up bird chronicle - haruki murakami

and away we go.

2008. 10 years ago i would've just started TAMS. word.

and so with each new year beginning, we make resolutions that hopefully make it through february. so this year, i'm making plans to save more $$$ and read more. i figure its about time i start substantially saving for a rainy day. as far as books, maybe we can shoot for a book a month. i have no excuses to not do that since riding the subway is great for reading.

on another note, its been a while since i've gotten super excited about any albums or bands. just recently i got a hold of some new albums that i'm psyched about and have been listening to them constantly. definitely pick up lifetime's album "lifetime" and against me's "new wave." nothing like good music to start the year right, even if they're from 2007.

i'll be back in texas very soon. i'm expecting cows to keel over when i land in austin so i can put them on the grill immediately. and it should just rain bbq sauce, red red rain.

bhurin

playlist:
lifetime - lifetime
against me! - new wave
attack in black - marriage
chuck ragan - feast or famine
the flatliners - the great awake
band of horses - cease to begin

toasty legs

yea buddy, thermals underneath jeans result in warm legs.

bhurin

playlist:
thursday - kill the houselights

airplanes, updates, and the internets

let's update!

its been three months since i've been in the city and now i'm back home for the thanksgiving break. its always strange to come back to a familiar city and navigate through the smells and memories that you inevitably leave behind. but its good to be back, a nice break from the hustle and bustle that is new york city.

a quick update, i've finally purchased http://www.bhurin.com. so hopefully in the very near future i'll have my personal website up with writings, music, and pictures. you know, extra stuff to clutter the internet.

please visit welovelancehahn.com if you have a chance. its dedicated to the memory of lance hahn, punk rocker and role model. i still remember when i listening to j church in high school and finding out that the singer and lead guitarist (lance) was asian. later on while at college, i met him at sound exchange, the record store that was right next to campus. he was a super nice and humble individual and has definitely impacted my life with his music and spirit. if you also have chance, definitely check out j church. drama of alienation is a killer album.

i leave you with a few things i've written.

observations on delta flight 1603
non-stop service to atlanta, georgia
1. i am sitting in seat 24b waiting for our delayed departure due to a fueling error. i cannot quite understand the miscalculation of 7,000 gallons worth of fuel that now needs to be relieved from the bladder of the plane. to put that into perspective, that is 7,000 jugs of milk. the phenomena of loading an extra 7,000 jugs of milk without noticing is beyond me. and yes, even i have limitations.
2. there is an ensemble of extremely extroverted children who have yet to grasp the concept of volume control and common courtesy. they sing in surround sound.
3. there is one child in particular who has already developed his own unique style that closely resembles a higher pitched arnold schwarzenegger cry from on of his earlier hollywood works.
4. two rows ahead of my sits a young family accompanied by two poop machines and an urgency to direct a new seating arrangement inspired by their convenience. the mother is playing an audible version of "tag" in her best witch/troll voice. this elicits a crescendoing series of cries from the child until he uncontrollably explodes with piercing excitement, shattering the eardrums of passengers within a thirty row radius of him. there are only thirty rows on this plane, no one is safe.
5. for the lack of a better name, mr. wiggles is suffocating in a sea of denim as he grows batwings in the cramped middle seat.
6. one of the flight attendants is working very hard to sell us the in flight culinary entertainment of cheese crackers, biscoff cookies, and salted peanuts. underneath her smile and cheery tone is a dying spirit that knows damn well that these poor excuses for snacks on a $400 flight do not warrant such deceitful lies. i take the cheese crackers just to be polite though.
7. one of the other flight attendants serving drinks stands at a whopping 6'5". towering over the seats with her head flirting with a collision course with the lavatory sign, she battles her way down the narrow cabin aisle, demanding undivided attention as her baritone voice rattles your insides, loosening your bowels. at that very moment, i realized where the sounds of thunder come from.
8. the woman sitting directly to the right of me across the aisle has just checked to see whether or not her breasts have fallen out of the unusually low cut shirt. much to our surprise, they are still tucked away.
9. i am sitting next to the jet turbine. the sound is deafening. i can feel my brain squeeze itself, trying to hold on to sanity, as the turbines soar into a rhythmic wave of highs and lows. there is a wavering tone that makes my eyes feel like their going to burst like grapes in the microwave.
10. there are no comfortable positions to sleep on the plane.

love,
bhurin

playlist:
bouncing souls discography
reggae radio channels on itunes

back from the swamp

a very huge thank you to everyone at sercaal for bringing me out to florida. i had an incredible time and met some very wonderful people. its great to be able to witness such a dynamic and passionate community of asian american students coming together and celebrating what it means to be themselves. i am truly honored to have been there through it all.

and for all of those that took photographs of the workshops and show... i want to see! i brought a camera, but totally forgot to take pictures. so if you have any pictures or videos, hook it up at bhurin@gmail.com!

and lastly, i'll be working on some new things and will hopefully be able to have some things posted here or at a myspace account. so check back for that!

until next time, take care and can't wait to see you all soon!

love,
bhurin