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Name: Rebecca
Country: United Arab Emirates
Metro: Abu Zabi
Birthday: 5/3/1987
Gender: Female


Interests: I love to work out a lot, go to the gym almost everyday, into extreme sports and out going activities, in to dancing big time. Really like to cook, go out on the beach, love watching movies and listening to music, chilling with my friends and writing songs. And the list goes on...
Expertise: Trying to make cooking one of them, but so far I still can't get the white wine sauce down and something is missing in my pie pastry, so cooking is not quite my expertise but I’m getting there slowly, very slowly. Actually I’m a professional musician, I major in piano practical, aural and theory. I'm also a self taught guitarist and can throw a few jigs out on the Irish tin whistle.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other


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MSN: madhouse52@hotmail.com
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Yahoo: nareelondei@yahoo.com


Member Since: 10/22/2005

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Tuesday, February 27, 2007

      Many times I have questioned myself, what does it mean to be an artist. A painter, a musician, an actor etc. Who are we and what do we contribute to this world. Well after a chain of events created by me I have discovered my answer. And by that I mean what I see the answer to be, as someone else may have their own point of view on this matter, and so this is all it is, my point of view. Why are we artists? We do we get excluded from society as something strange and weird; well that’s because we are. I believe that what it means to be an artist is to feel things and see things that nobody else can. We have strong emotions as human beings hidden deep down inside of us that it is almost unreal, people can’t except them or believe they exist. So what we do is that we search from them, we look further and grasp them out from the center of our soul and place it in a tangible form of which other people can easily grasp and feel, we place our lives, our feelings out there so people can connect cause as humans all we every strife for is to connect to another human. As a price as being able to present such things to other people you have to give up you. Realize that you will feel things and do a thing that sometimes nobody will ever understand you take the risk of being misunderstood and that’s what happens most of the time. Misunderstanding, because people can’t see the world you see it.  I guess that’s why when people say they listen to music or go to the movies they escape reality but I don’t think they escape it at all, I just think if we do our job right we find that feeling that’s hidden inside of them and bring it out, so really they are just feeling more comfortable in this world, in their own skin because they are finding themselves. How do you think we come up with stories, melodies, lyrics and poems, pictures and images that are so simple and yet complex. Why is that we can move a life-force to feel? That’s because we seek out these feelings into which we are all connected by. We train ourselves as true artists to be sensitive to what moves around us, be it logic or belief in the universe giving back to us what we put out there, there is never a true explanation but discovery of what seems to be unrealistic is in fact real because we can make it real. So I guess in conclusion in my own quote:

 

“As artists we find those hidden desires and emotions that we all feel and pull it out in a tangible form such as pictures, movies, music etc so it’s easy for others to reach and connect to, in exchange we feel and see things that perhaps no one can understand causing us to be misunderstood, but I believe it is a fair trade. You for someone else.”    


Thursday, January 18, 2007

VALENTINE

ALOHA EVERYBODY!!!

Happy Valentines Day!!!

 

Yep, well another month has gone by and it’s already February. It seems as you get older, time goes by even quicker and then one day you wake up and it’s already the 14th, the day of Love. Just like I said in the last mailing list I sent out I have been recording and I’ve got some new songs. Attached to the links are 2 songs one called

“Deceive me (Before we get too close)" and a ballad called “Maybe you can mend me”

 

 

But for a special treat on this romantic day is the latest song I wrote called “LAST CHANCE” And I actually wrote this song for a friend of mine and on a sudden burst of creativity decided to record it with my friends so that they would have a copy before they left. So I hope you guys like it, I put all my heart and soul into the lyrics and melody, it was done very quickly and in one practice, below are the lyrics, just to add a little more poetry to this edition. But before that the credits are below

     -Naree: Vocals and Acoustic guitar

-Loren Vargas: Bass

-Greg Adkins: Drums

-Shay Spence: Lead Guitar

-Kazuto Maekawa: Sound engineer

I would like to thank those people for helping me put this together really quickly, all great musicians. And to Kazuto Maekawa for a great sound, ARIGATO! And last but not least the person who inspires me to write such things.

 

Last Chance

Verse 1: What do you want from me tonight? Just take everything you see

And you think you’ve seen me bleed but inside I’m empty

You hate me I can understand I put you through so much

Just run away from all I am I would if I could but…

Pre-Chrous: I can’t just walk away my heart won’t let me

Last time, let go of my hand it’s ok not to save me

Chorus: and it’s my last chance to make this right before I die

And it’s my last time to say goodbye and this time I’m not sorry

Verse 2: It’s hard to find the things you seek, and this life was never mine to keep

And you’re strong it shows so obviously when you hold me and protect me…

Pre-Chorus: My body wants to sleep it’s alright just leave me

I was never your responsibility it’s ok not to save me

Chorus: and it’s my last chance to make this right before I die

And it’s my last time to say goodbye and this time I’m not sorry

Bridge: Closing my eyes I can’t give up tonight

And I realize I won’t give in this time

Chorus: and it’s my last chance

And it’s my last time to say goodbye before I die

And it’s my last chance to make this right before I die

And it’s my last chance to say goodbye and this time I’m not sorry

And it’s my last line before I cry…

 

My friend made a video using clips from one of my favourite movies called "Nana" and also using a song i wrote called "Last Chance". The song suited the nana theme which is about friendship. I think he did a good job by listening to my story and my song, thanks ^_^!

SEE THE VIDEO

On another note there are some videos on www.youtube.com which you can check out just by typing Naree in the search.

 

Check out myspace to check the new video and song again.

 

Feel free to e mail me with you comments and thoughts, I'd love to know what you think!

Until then stay tuned and I hope you guys have a good Valentines!

 

Yours Always,

NAREE


Hey Everybody,

                      I know it's been ages since i last sent out a news letter but i've got a message for you if you go to www.myspace.com/nareemusic

It should say it all ^_^

(Don't make fun of my accents though....)


Check out my videos at youtube.com

 

This is the first of the 2007 Naree mailing list, WINTER EDITION!!!!!!!!! YAY!

There's going to be a lot more happening this year so I highly recommend you stay tuned, I promise i'll make it worth your while with some great music!

 Hope you all had a great New Year and Christmas!

NAREE


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Monday, December 18, 2006

Hellllllooooooo Blog and to the people who read it,

         

              I shall title this one “Bad Sunday, ABUNAI!” And incase you wondering why, I’m going to tell you because if any of you have seen the movie “final destination” you would have thought you were watching a bad sequel. Now explaining the title, this series of almost terribly tragic events took place on Sunday 17th of December 2006 and the “ABUNAI” in the title in Japanese means “Look OUT!” Well the day started pretty good, I went out with my friends, ate some fake beef and tofu with my vegan friend, soon to be roommate, which was very delicious by the way, went shopping in Chinatown and got some Asian ingredients for the apartment. And then that’s when it all went down hill. My friend was crossing the street and some blind psycho behind the wheel was on the phone and decided not to stop so I pushed my friend out the way and got hit by the car toppling on his hood, luckily it wasn’t anything major I only ended up with a bruised hip and sore bum. Then I went home, got knocked out by some old lady with grocery bags as I gave her my seat on the subway which she was taking whether I got up or not, so the can of beans in the head didn’t hurt so bad, a small knock to the head with the edge but whatever. Head points: 1

Then I went home, and as I’m walking by my living room, my cupboard door has perfect timing to fall off the wall and land straight on my foot causing it to bleed all over my living room and bathroom floor, actually it’s really sore today so I think I might have done so bone damage plus it’s blue but my laziness to go to a doctor will leave the bone damage a mystery for now. Then after my roommate so kindly patched me up I went to go to the fridge to get some water where a vase with flowers above me decided to fall and smash on my head and break all over the floor which one again my roommate so kindly cleaned up, head points: 2. And so a while later I’m practicing my piano and the keyboard falls on my already injured foot, foot points: 2. Getting a yogurt out the fridge, a clock falls on to me head, of course breaks. Head points: 3 Electric outage in my room for no reason. Wait for it this is by far the funniest, as opening the utensils draw to get a spoon for my yogurt a kitchen knife so perfectly falls straight in between my feet and sticks straight up to the ground, no joke! Like really something out of a movie. Toe amputation: 0 Phew! And last but not least, in fact last and most effective. The shelf made from solid thick wood which is screwed into my wall with 4 long solid nails falls straight on my head as I’m sleeping, which caused my head to bruise and bleed, a lot, causing me to have a concussion which once again my roommate cleaned up and took care of me. No stitches required but headache was at its PEAK! So that’s Head points: 4 and all in one night. I’m sorry things like this I have to complain at least once about. HAPPY CHRISTMAS!   


Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Oro?

    Why, why , why is everybody comparing me to a white rabbit? Yes i'd admit that i like to wear white and my chinese zodiac sign is a rabbit but i don't act like one and not only are they comapring me to a rabbit but to MASHIMARO!!! Don't get me wrong i love mashimaro, he's soooooo cute but i'm nothing like that, am I?



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