Futagoza -- Michael Jackson -- Bruce Lee

3 hari lagi adalah hari launching album. Dag dig dug. Karena overtraining, suara hampir serak... Jadi sekarang saya sedang berisitirahat untuk memulihkan suara dan energi.

Ngomong-ngomong, please jangan panggil Michael Jackson, Jacko. Mengutip kata-kata beliau sendiri di interview dengan Barbara Walters,

"I'm not a Jacko, I'm a Jackson."

Jangan panggil, sebut, tulis Jacko lagi ya kawan-kawan. Media di Indonesia pun masih menggunakan nama hasil eksploitasi tabloid dunia. Jacko yang diselaraskan dengan Wacko.

Saya sedang bersedih karena tidak bisa hadir ke public memorial service Michael Jackson dan saya sangaaaat iri pada teman2 saya yang mendapat kesempatan untuk berada di depan rumah Mr. Jackson! (contoh Baim Wong -- saya sudah teror dia untuk terus mengirimi foto2nya lewat teknologi Blackberry).

Yes, saya masih belum selesai berduka, tetapi lagu-lagu beliau menginspirasi saya untuk terus maju.

"Who am I, to be blind?" Setelah diperlihatkan sosok seorang legend yang satu bidang dengan saya (Musik), kejadian ini merupakan sebuah wake up call dari Tuhan untuk terus memaksimalkan anugrah yang diberikan dariNYA, dan menggunakan talenta ini untuk membantu menginspirasi orang yang putus asa ataupun malas.

Saya harus mulai membatasi sifat egois. :).

Ada orang yang menjadi dokter, ada yang menjadi guru. Saya menyadari bahwa musik dan nyanyian adalah jalur yang diberikan Tuhan pada diri saya untuk menyebarkan cinta dan pesan-pesan yang indah.

By the way, saya baru tahu bahwa Michael Jackson mempunyai patung lilin Bruce Lee! Lihat topi trademark MJ yang ada di atas kepala Bruce Lee. Unbelievable! Michael Jackson juga mengidolakan Bruce Lee. Mungkin Bruce Lee yang menginspirasi teknik improvisasi vokal beliau yang, 'hee-hee, ouu.' Hahaha. Berikut fotonya: (oh ya... di belakang Bruce Lee kok ada kayak semacem becak? hmm)



Rest in peace Michael Jackson. Semua agama mendoakan kedamaianmu. :) May God be with you. You will forever be the King of Pop, Rock, and Soul.

Song of the month: 'Childhood' by Michael Jackson.

Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for the world that I come from
'Cause I've been looking around
In the lost and found of my heart...
No one understands me
They view it as such strange eccentricities...
'Cause I keep kidding around
Like a child, but pardon me...

People say I'm not okay
'Cause I love such elementary things...
It's been my fate to compensate,
for the ChildhoodI've never known...

Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like pirates and adventurous dreams,
Of conquest and kings on the throne...

Before you judge me, try hard to love me,
Look within your heart then ask,
Have you seen my Childhood?
People say I'm strange that way
'Cause I love such elementary things,
It's been my fate to compensate,
For the Childhood I've never known...

Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like fantastical stories to share
The dreams I would dare, watch me fly...

Before you judge me, try hard to love me.
The painful youth I've had

Have you seen my Childhood....

peace,

geminipride

Futagoza loves Michael Jackson

This post is accompanied with unstoppable tears. Yes, for the past three days I've been mourning. The world has lost another legend, this time it's the King of Pop.

Of course it's not me only. Everybody is sad upon the tragic news. But, I want to tell you how he had affected my way of thinking. How he inspired me.

He is the reason why I want to perform. The reason why I've chosen music as my way of life.

I've been crying nonstop everytime - seriously - everytime I played the "Earth Song". His voice and the way he arranged his music, it's beyond everything. I can not be more in love with someone who has the ability to express themselves to the fullest. And not to forget, to be inovative. Let's say, it's the same with my endless admiration to Bruce Lee through his Martial arts. These people are prodigies.

The past three days I've listened to nothing but MJ's songs. How I realized that I was too late. Too late to rediscover my love again, to try understanding him and his pain.

I bet you remember my last post during the ridicilious rumour phase? God has shown me another lesson through the life Michael Jackson. Michael Jackson had passed more tragic events in his life, to compensate the level of success he had achieved. That got me to thinking; how could I be such a crybaby? I'm now very ashamed of myself.

I personally believe that MJ is not guilty from all the consecutive allegations given to him in the past decade. I'm too tired to write my reasons based on my opinion: Michael Jackson is a man of heart and there is no way he would harm or sexually molest children. You go see for yourself.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1iplZPIlBEw&feature=related

Inside him there is a boy who doesn't grow up. But along that boy there is also innocence and pure love. That is expressed through his music and his passion while delivering the music.

I believe in him. I might not know all his pain, but I can imagine myself being in his position. I would have gone mad.

Yet, what did he do? No complain whatsoever. The crazy media kept twisting the lies, but he kept his words. Listen to 'Heal The World'. He delivered his best to heal our world through his talent he has nothing to lose. He has inspired many. But the world denies the fact that he is a human being, who did mistakes too (one case where he carelessly dangled his son 'blanket' in the balcony of his hotel room at Berlin). He is suppose to be Godlike thus alienating him from society.

When he sings, his voice is marvelous. But I'm not just writing about his versatile voice that can shift from soft to sexy growls. It is the way he delivers his songs. He made us listen, slowly receiving his messages. Suddenly in just few verses, he successfully bring us to the same page. Just listening to a record has given that great impact. The impact grows more when he performed in live shows. The expressions were enhanced through his feline yet masculine movements. Quoting him; to feel the groove, the bass, and the words, NOT to think or to count.

I'm still long away below that unreachable level. What I mean by unreachable is not about his techniques, because nowadays a lot are able to duplicate that quality. Unreachable means his achievement to discover the innovative formula of expressing JUST himself to the maximum level. Or to be simple, unreachable means to be creative.

Michael, you have reminded me to work harder, and not to forget, to be more humble. You are right. Time will unveil the truth. We just have to take the down road. That way we will feel blessed. I love you Michael Jackson. I will always remember the moment when I came to your HIStory concert tour in Singapore. I was just a little girl, wearing white shirt, black pants, and black glossy shoes trying desperately to do the moonwalk.

Everynight I mourn for your passing. But your songs had made me stronger to face the next coming days.

This is something I did in for fun. Enjoy :)

Which MICHAEL JACKSON song:

Makes you smile:
The Girl is Mine

Makes you cry:
-Earth Song
-Heal the World

Makes you laugh:
Thriller

Makes you wish you were a child again:
-Black or White
-Remember the Time (you are so hot in this video. I was so little yet I already thought how happy I will if I can marry you)

Is played most often on your iTunes:
Bad (this video is smokin hot too, especially the jamming part in the end.)

Is your all-time favorite:
-Stranger in Moscow
-Bad

Is better performed live than it is on recording:
-Smooth Criminal (I agree with my sister, Vira!)

Is better on recording than it is performed live:
All magnificent. He's a prodigy.

Has lyrics that are unbelievably profound:
Earth Song

Has lyrics that confuse you a little bit:
Ben (dulu. ben itu siapa ya? .:iri:. is it a mice?)

Has lyrics that confuse you very much so:
-Man in the Mirror (kakak, we were confused together. kan kita diskusi pas kita masi kecil dulu. kok ada orang di dalem kaca?)
-Smooth Criminal (gak jelas nyanyinya apa kalo belom liat liriknya)

Will be played at your funeral:
You Are Not Alone

Reminds you of someone you love:
Beat it (reminds me of Bruce Lee)

Tells your life story:
-Stranger in Moscow (when I feel that the whole world is full of selfish and take-it-for-granted people. Also when I feel that it is impossible to find people with pure love and care.)
-You Are Not Alone (to remind me, that I have a big support system walking along side by side with me - family and fans. Love you.)
-Scream (to the snooty media and ill willing people)

Turns you on:
-Dangerous
-The Way you Make Me feel

Depresses you:
She's Out of My Life

Might give you a headache if you turned it up too loud:
Smooth Criminal

Could you listen to all day and never get sick of:
-Heaven Can Wait
-Earth Song

Best song to drink/get high too:
-The Way You Make Me Feel! WAOWW (Mau dideketin kyk gitu caranya)
-Don't stop till you get eough

Favorite Song to dance to:
-Thriller
-Blood on the Dance Floor...
-actually all the upbeat song!:D

Reminds you of your family:
-Black or White (knp yah? i think it's because of the panther dance scene. the scene when he zip up his zipper. :P)
-Heal the World

Favorite break-up song:
... Dangerous

Favorite Angry Angry song (complete with great outbursts):
-Scream
-They don't care about us.

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Gila ya, I'm unknown to his eyes, but it has been three freakin days and I still feel super sad. Goodbye dear prodigy, genius, performer, musician, and most importantly, childhood friend. He remains in our hearts. From Jackson 5 to 2009. Till our time is up and we can watch more of his moonwalk in the skies of heaven. Obviously, the angels and heaven can't wait. :'(

We will do our best to fulfil our dreams of healing this world. Starting with ourselves, Man in the Mirror!

RIP Michael Joseph Jackson. (still can't believe writing RIP next to your name...)

regards,

geminipride

Babies are the ultimate stress reliever!

Ever since my toddler years I was already familiar with this statement. Looking at babies are so fun. They are so interesting to observe. They're to-hell-with-it attitude is inspiring.

One night, (one PMS night), I was crying with one of the most random reasons.
During the past weeks there was a house-robbing activity in my next door neighbor's house. Our neighborhood was quite in panic so we came up with the idea to install human sensors to certain areas which will be activated during certain times. One time, the sensor in my house (near to my recent robbing victim neighbor's place) broke our sleep. I held on my faith, little martial arts skills, and a-um-baseball bat to went on patrol together with one of our housemaids. We found out it was just a cat.
We knocked our neighbor's front door and went inside their house as well, just to check. Apparently my neighbor's niece was there (now still there) staying in their house. She was tiny, probably 2 years old. So cute smuffle blubble.
Later the same night, tears went down on both of my cheeks because I was so worried about her safety. Really worried. What if someone really innocent like her (and all other babies around the world) got hurt. They're so fragile and still have a long future ahead of them. I couldn't sleep for a bit that night.

Haha. This is just one of the random stories that shows my great love for babies. I can just melt looking at them.

The wonderful thing is that my manager sometimes brought her baby along with us during gigs and interviews. It's so relaxing to look at the little munchkin during working heavy pressure. It neutralizes my sizzling mood. His name is "Aqeela":

Pengen di mamam! AMMm!! >:D

I downloaded this video from youtube.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KQ4-2IzRwJg

I look at it everytime I feel down and moody. It's a series of clips from Jackie Chan's 2006 movie called "Rob B Hood". A very refreshing movie, recommend you all to watch. The baby is just soo adorable. His name is Matthew Medvedev. Yup, this baby is on my blog header. The baby up there teehee.

Follow my twitter:

http://twitter.com/sherinamunaf

ciao,

geminipride

Futagoza found a Bullfucking shit article

Kalau ada yang lihat atau baca artikel berikut ini, ini adalah artikel fitnah, bohong. Bagi yang membuat artikel ini, saya pernah melakukan apa sampai membuat kamu sakit hati sampai akhirnya memfitnah. Tolong, saya benar-benar sudah muak. Saya sudah muak. Semua kata, kecuali nama, disini adalah bullshit. Pada akhirnya saya hanya bisa berpaling pada Yang Maha Kuasa dan Maha Tahu.

JAKARTA-KAPANLAGI.COM
Setelah melalui perjalanan yang cukup panjang dan berbelit-belit akhirnya Polda Metro Jaya berhasil mengungkap perihal Perkosaan yang dialami artis Sherina Munaf. Berdasarkan pengakuan yang disampaikan oleh Ibunda Sherina Munaf sendiri, yaitu Ibu Lucki Ariani akhirnya terungkap bahwa memang artis yang terkenal karena film “Petualangan Sherina” itu pernah mengalami perkosaan.

Namun perkosaan itu terjadi bukan seperti yang diberitakan media massa beberapa minggu ini, bahwa terjadi perkosaan yang melibatkan artis Sherina Munaf dan Derby Romero. Tidak benar ada perkosaan Sherina pada minggu yang lalu.

Unit Kriminal Polda Metro Jaya akhirnya bertindak cepat untuk menangani kasus tersebut. Berdasarkan penyelidikan yang dilakukan oleh unit kriminalitas maka akhirnya terungkap bahwa Sherina Munaf memang pernah mengalami perkosaan. Hal ini terungkap secara tidak sengaja karena pihak kepolisian menginginkan Sherina Munaf menjalani proses visum untuk membuktikan apakah benar ada peristiwa perkosaan atau tidak.

Namun Sherina Munaf menolak dengan tegas pemeriksaan itu. Dengan menangis akhirnya Sherina mengaku kepada ibunya bahwa dirinya sudah tidak gadis lagi sejak SMU kelas 3. Kepada ibunya, Sherina mengaku bahwa dirinya memang pernah diperkosa waktu duduk di bangku SMU. Kontan saja Ibunda Sherina Munaf menjadi kaget bukan kepalang. Namun apa mau dikata, semuanya sudah terjadi. Akhirnya dengan berat hati, Ibunda Sherina Munaf mengaku kepada wartawan bahwa Sherina memang pernah diperkosa, tetapi peristiwa itu sudah lama terjadi. Dengan penuh derai air mata, Ibunda Sherina Munaf memohon kepada wartawan untuk tidak mempublikasikan hal itu lebih lanjut demi karir Sherina Munaf. Tetapi ternyata banyak wartawan media yang tidak setuju dengan permohonan ibunda Sherina Munaf itu. Bagi wartawan, berita yang benar harus disampaikan dengan jelas supaya tidak terjadi kesalahan persepsi. Apalagi bila terjadi di dunia selebriti. (eny/yla)

Futagoza's Response

I would say, that this phase of my life is called "Harsh Cleansing".

Ever since the start of 2009, my life has never been harder and harsher than it was before. Sure that the previous years I had more obligations, especially academically. However now I'm like a half-grown bird flying 3cm away from its opened cage, observing / analyzing the real world, before completely become a fully grown bird ready to roam the universe entirely by itself.

I became to experience more and more of social separation. To be honest, I've suffered several times from depression caused by probably -- God's will, for Him to show me the face of reality. Life is not always full of nice people. Especially, for people who chose a life like this. What I do, brings great impact. What I don't do, is questionable. My mental is severely trained that I've lost important relationships along the way. I've lost half of my faith and I've lost my personal dignity this month.

Last weeks, I decided to just withdraw. Just to cover myself under a thick blanket of regrets. Why is it that all the good things I intend to do, are not well perceived by others. An example of this comes in my career. Trying to build a flawless music career (if there are flaws, let there be flaws in my music). Yet I can't control everyone's work of mind, thus others' focuses are slightly shifted towards something that I did not expect. But it happened anyway.
Career is not just the only thing. My personal quarrels, social life, personal beliefs, broken ties, forming ties, are all clashing. The main cause of these clashes is because I chose to be what I am.

I am a public figure. Like it or not. As much as I try to convince people that I'm just some girl who wants to do music.
I'm human therefore it's possible that I'm not always right. What can I do, though.

It is not easy for somebody like me to maintain a friendship, and it is not easy to find newer ones. I need more effort to find my right niche, because people are very good at manipulating faces, I must say. "Operation to take Sherina down". The artificial truth has blend its way to my reality (reality= you call this the 'backstage' of my life as, 'public figure')

I'm here to satisfy the public crowd. But I need the strength to be ready to that fact that the very same crowd can suddenly dissatisfy me, regardless of how much I've tried to keep things in control.

Until, one random day, I felt that I had to watch, "Interview with The Vampire". It's like a magical calling.
After watching one whole movie (brilliant movie), I was eager to re-read my long time favorite novel, "The Vampire Lestat". A thought came to me. It might sounds foolish but I've found my long lost love. I'm not alone. Even if he is fictional, Lestat is somebody that I can very much relate myself to. I recommend you all to start reading "The Vampire Chronicles" by Anne Rice. Try to understand the agony if you are given the choice to be immortal.
Lestat's relationship with Louis, Lestat's relationship with Nick, and last, Lestat's personal sorrow. His spirit to travel and to spice out his very long life has brought others to think of him as a rebel, a brat. He gives them love by passing on his 'dark gift' to his fledgling, unaware of the possible future that his 'lovely' fledglings would bring to him. Love to one person can be perceived as hell to the reciever who is blind at heart. I really recommend you to read all of it. Really. Because I cried after.


It's a savage garden I'm living in. (Pic: Tom Cruise as Lestat, Brad Pitt as Louis)

Not long after, I began to realize God's love. He loves me, and I don't want to be someone who is blind at heart. Let others do that to me, but I don't want to worth the same. I have to learn to love Him. As harsh as it is, I'm still one of His students. In the end it is me and Him. He knows what does happen and what does not.
I'm not saying that I'm suffering alone here. God has shown me His true pupils. The ones who believes in me and my strength. The ones who are willing to support me without anything to lose. I must say in the end that I'm very lucky, for Him to give me a hard time. As harsh as it is, through painful separations to the recent rape rubbish rumors: the parasites (found everywhere: friends, my bad habits, ill willing people) have finally shown themselves. I just have to keep believing Him even if I might go downtracking for some while because I can't always always keep a straight face.

Looong silent sigh. Let's start a brand new day.

A quote from my mom: Bergunjing adalah diharamkan. Membuka aib seseorang saja sudah merupakan salah satu bentuk dosa. Apalagi mengarang aib seseorang. Fitnah.

To the creative rumor starter; you have freakin piss the head out of me however may God forgive you for causing all this commotion. You could've put your creative mind for other uses.

To the media, thanks for giving me the chance to clarify everything. No thanks, for chasing my Mom down to PIM. No thanks for disturbing my family. My career has nothing to do with them and the risks are not theirs to handle. It is mine to handle. And, oh, don't be such drama queens for elongating matters that have NEVER HAPPENED to begin with. So not cool.

If you speculate that I'm the mastermind behind all this for the sake of sensation for my next album, you are terribly wrong. Why would I risk my name for sensation. It's a matter of rape and dignity. The past months I've tried my best to avoid any gossips (even 'dating gossips' to start simple) because I want my album launch to be the focus. I wouldn't appreciate the moment when others give out questions surrounding rumors during the session. So it's really unfortunate that this ridiculously false rumor appear around this time.

Can someone translate this post to Indonesian? I'll repost it up with your name. All the words in my head came in English, and I didn't want to lose the moment. Teehee thanks.

Happy harsh cleansing.

Geminipride.

Futagoza's new piccas

Profil Cek n Ricek. Coming soon :)

Futagoza in the World of Men

Pagi ini bisa dibilang adalah pagi yang buruk. Saya merasa down karena dibangunkan Ibu dengan kabar pernyataan gosip yang semakin menyeleneh. Sekarang ada di media TV.

Saya menyadari betapa perempuan sering menjadi korban disini. Tidak asing lagi, google Indonesia ramai dengan link-link bertuliskan kalimat-kalimat tidak senonoh penggambaran perempuan. Kasarnya ya, "memek/toket/bugil/pantat/syur/dll". Melihat kata-kata itu saya jijik dan merasa direndahkan serendah-rendahnya.

Saya tidak peduli mastermindnya siapa. Tapi, saya sakit hati sekali untuk saya dan rekan-rekan pekerja seni, khususnya perempuan menjadi target. Menjadi perempuan akhirnya serba salah. Dituntut untuk tampil cantik dan sedikit seksi. Alasan dikarenakan sifat umum alamiah laki-laki yang mempertimbangkan sesuatu yang didukung keindahan visual merupakan salah satu titik jual, maka dijadikan teknik pemasaran karya seni.

Kalau penampilan jujur/terlalu santai, dipandang sebelah mata. Tapi ketika dinilai terlalu seksi, dibilang salah.

Namun bagi yang memang biasa-biasa saja, malah menjadi sasaran empuk untuk gosip-gosip yang dikarang seenak-enaknya. Apa yang benar dong?

Memang terlalu ideal untuk menciptakan dunia entertainment tanpa gosip. Karena keluar pun dari dunia sorotan lampu, kita juga masih bisa kena gosip tetangga.
Akan tetapi, menurut saya semuanya sudah keluar kontrol. Bahasa Indonesia di Internet telah tercemar dengan bahasa-bahasa yang tidak relevan seperti yang saya sebut diatas.

Ada yang kritik pernyataan saya di postingan ini? Silakan, tetapi untuk sekarang saya tidak peduli kritik apapun. Ini merupakan pandangan saya, terserah mau dibilang keras kepala atau manja. Pandangan saya, gunjingan jaman sekarang semakin,

"Sampah."