Sunday, November 09, 2008

Today's ball session made me realise a few things:
- it takes a team to win. Regardless of how much effort i put in, if my team-mates do jack, my team will still lose.
- I can't play well against short guys, cos i have this constant phobia of landing onto them, thereby injuring myself.
- I can defend well if i remember to. Yes remembering is the word. It's hard to think properly when you are tired. At least i managed to shut down the guy towards the end. Give him the left side. Nobody can dribble left properly.
- My left dribble is improving, good enough to break a double team press. Just need more awareness on the court. Still feels like everything is a blur. Can't help it when my actions are getting faster. I'm not used to the increased speed in me.
- Deadlifts are helping. Better hangtime, vertical, more strength and balance. Helps alot in the game.

I now understand the importance of off-seasons. Cos you can't really get much conditioning done when u are constantly playing matches and vice-versa. It's like all the conditioning u've done during the week u spend it all on the match. And then u repeat the cycle. Your body doesn't progress. The conditioning just prevents it from stagnating.

A jazzy-carpenter-ish tune keeps repeating in my head. I've tabbed out the chord progression already, and tho it looks abit nasty to play, it should be manageable with some practice. Just have to get used to the quick chord changes. Yea changing jazzy chords can be alittle bit tricky. I do like the piano tone for the chords tho, but i can't get GP5 to play it exactly the way i want it aka the lazy feel. Yea i gave up tabbing the melody because of it. Not lazy enough. Not trippy enough.

New-found appreciation for finger-picking. Can understand y Wes Montgomery uses his thumb for everything. It just has this smooth tone tt the pick cannot emulate. Might lose quite abit of efficiency, but if Wes can do it, so can you! Thinking of going full fingers this time. Might work.

A band played below my house just now. Some RC event. Talented and proficient musicians. But playing Here Without You, This Love, Burn and 2 heavy rock originals to 20+ tables of uncles and aunties = fail. I enjoyed the music i must say, they were really really good. But i doubt my parents can appreciate the power metal vocals and the groovy funk basslines and the wah-filled guitar solos and the pulsating drum beat. It just doesnt work.

Classic example of bad marketing.

Sell your band to the right crowd, and you'll be big. Selling your band to a crowd tt's generally conservative and doesnt buy CDs = fail x2.

Shrug. Lucky the MP left before they performed. Perhaps he might have banned gigs after hearing them. *shudder*

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