Growth

While we desperately grope our ways into the mangled thicket of music, let us not forget people who enlighten us along the way.

Only when left alone do we realise that ignorance was not so blissful after all.

Hence, let this post be a tribute to those who had guided us along this roller-coaster ride.

Amos

Yes, this handsome boy is not me. He shall be known simply as Amos, the one who has enlighten me the Ways of the Sound. Had I not met him, I would be still confined in my jack-in-the-box doing mimes.

Deo

has graciously accepted and tolerated teaching me the Way of the Music, whom I hold in high regard for his passion and direction in the Yellow Brick Road to musical Nirvana.

And of course, I can never thank anyone more than whoever who has listened to my rantings and ravings and constant salivation over blots of woods and paint, and still clung with interest and encouragement.

The most beautifuls things are always shied from us, but I am glad it has not from me, as I count my lucky stars.