Sunday, March 18, 2007

Yaoi: A new Era.

Three months ago, an Interest was jump started again. Just in time to replace the waning, destructive hold that WoW had so absolutely commanded for 1 1/2 years. Now, 8+ GB of Yaoi scanlations: an estimated 160+ titles including some excellent series like Kusatta and Haru wo Daiteita but excluding the 36 hardcopy books I actually bought, 40+ GB of anime(both Yaoi and non) and 28 translated chapters later, the obsession has firmly set in.

Scanlators, forums and yaoi-sharing communities feed this obsession and literally gives more than you can consume. ^^ I haven't read at least half of my scanlations and probably an equal proportion of books. But everytime I see a nice one out I can't help but download/buy it- the former much more than the latter naturally. Somehow I have a feeling this Interest will last for a long long while, the reading / watching part at least. Certainly not as consuming and demanding as WoW. Whether it'll last for 10-20+ years though, remains to be seen. The mental image of a middle-aged man reading yaoi is a little disconcerting. Ha ha but that's probably just the bigoted I-can't-imagine-myself-doing-this-at-45 ageist side of me speaking.

Though come to think of it, most of the gay/aj friends that I know don't read Yaoi or dislike it. What's weird I guess, is that I like it despite the fact that the Yaoi or Boy Love world is often very and extremely different from real male-male relationships. In RL, there are no happily ever afters, no bishies(bishonen) dropping out of the blue like flies, Love isn't some self-sustaining, overcoming all obstacles magical solution but rather something precious yet fragile that requires constant effort and committment to nuture and develop. Forced sexual encounters hardly ever result in love, you cannot do 'IT' 4 or 5 times a day, not if you want to walk and angst is NOT sweet sorrow, angst sucks; the list goes on. But Yaoi does remain a very pleasurable fantasy nonetheless inspite of its many fictions.

There are a few gems of truth though: certain reactions remain universal, love is beautiful and guys are horny. Yaoi remains a favourite vice. So for now, gimme my smut, smex, bishies, hot Semes and boyish Ukes replete with outrageous sex and comical dialogues. Gimme my Yaoi!
A new Era is in full swing.


The gang from Three Wolves Mountain by the extremely talented Naono Bohra

Friday, March 16, 2007

Excuse me, am I on holiday?

I’m in such a holiday mood now and I have no idea why. I mean everyday’s like a holiday, has been since like what 2004? I’ve finished 3 very poorly done assignments and as anticipated with each passing assignment, I run out of drive/motivation to do a decent job for the next. Such that the 1500 word insurance assignment was really a 6 hour haphazardly cobbled together collection of words with various cases mentioned liberally to create that illusion of having done some research which of course I haven’t. Ah well, enough rambling.

I’ve joined the staff of another scanlation group, BLiss, full time. That doesn’t mean I’ll be abandoning Obsession however, I’ll continue translating projects for them. So what this does mean is that I’ll be translating as a full time staff for two scanlation groups which means more yaoi to translate and slightly less time to read it/watch anime/ do work. Yeah I know, most of you already think I’m off my rockers and two is I admit it a little crazy. Sean certainly thinks I'm nuts. But hey I get to brush up on my Chinese even more, with a little help from the trusty dictionary and some impromptu help from CS, Aileen and Sean online lol. That and the greater variety of projects/ yaoi you get access to and are able to choose. But those reasons are quite secondary really.

The main reason why I joined BLiss is due to the fact that they really give credit to their staff in an ostensible manner ie: staff page with profiles, main page credits, even happy birthday notices ^^ . Heh heh recognition is about the only kick one gets off doing such ‘community’ services, it’s always easier to be a ‘leecher’ ie: Just download yaoi and read em, so this is one of the very few things that keeps scanlators and their staff going. Not that obsession doesn’t give credit, they do, just not as explicit ^^. Other factors that influenced my decision to join was the high standard of their released works, a DEDICATED server for downloads (I cannot tell you how fast it works with IDM—hohoho) and they happen to have a great affinity for Fujiyama Hyouta of Dear Green fame. Yaay!

Finished Mirage of Blaze anime today, damn 13 episodes never last me more than 2 days. It was by far one of the best I’ve watched, living up to the review given in boysonboysonfilm.com of being a ‘classic’ Indeed. While the fight scenes aren’t as spectacular/gory as those in X/1999, involving a lot of mantras and incantations and not as angst/emotionally laden as Zetsuai/Bronze (which left me really depressed for one day), the story and character portrayal is excellent. Especially the unspoken emotions, angst and tension between Naoe and Takaya. Good grief, how the hell does one survive 400 years of unrequited love and not go mad? I’m surprised Naoe is even sane. That master-servant relationship coloured with love and Takaya/ Kagetora’s inability to express his love for Naoe, always holding him at arms length and taunting him.

But at the very last scene we see Naoe placing his coat around Kagetora/Takaya and confessing his love for Kagetora again. Then walking off to the car and driving off. And Kagetora turning around, the conflict/anguish and loneliness plain on his face as he stares at Naoe’s retreating back. “Naoe…” he begins but his voice trails off and he turns back to the lake as a flock of birds take to flight. Kind of makes you wonder how different it would be if he hadn’t faltered, if he had chased after Naoe and held him back. Very different I bet. But there you have it, the two extremes of the BL (boy love) universe: Either the sappy, incredibly idealistic: love conquers all we live together happily ever after without any problems or the angst ridden/ emotionally charged separation of two star crossed lovers unable to express themselves or be together for some varied reason. Where angst is literally such sweet sorrow.

An interesting concept which I had some inkling of in the past but never really knew its extent was the extent and prevalence of society sanctioned and approved love + sexual relationships between males in Japan. A concept known as Shudo which was prevalent from the 12th century to the late 19th century. Something to do with being able to appreciate the beauty of the male body and instilling all the necessary samurai ideals and way of thinking. And it was really prevalent at all levels of society especially at the aristocratic level, examples include the documented love oath between Daimyo of Kai, Takeda Shingen and his beloved retainer Kosaka Masanobu at the ‘tender?’ age of 22 and 16 respectively. Though I can only imagine how any samurai training can be imparted during a passionate tryst between two sweaty guys on a tatami mat.
“This is how you should hold your sword.”
“Never let it slip.”
“ah..ahh (Various Sound effects)”
“You will be my only sheath. Ever. *heavy panting*”
Alright alright corny, and an inevitable collateral from reading & translating too much yaoi as well. But you get my drift. Anyhow those samurai really knew how to enjoy life. Pleasure and work takes on a whole new meaning. ^^

Ah well, Rebels of the River Edge, here I come.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Organics, anyone?

It's strange, the past two hair cuts I went for at QB, which mind you can actually cut decently for 10 bucks (ie layered is really layered and not some haphazard high slope), both hairstylists seemed a little too obsessed with my hair and made the exact same remark at the end of the hair cut.

The first, a funky auntie with a spiky hair-do swept her hands through my hair a couple of times and commented your hair texture is really good you know that? Nice and soft. "Oh is it? Thanks." I mean what else do you say to that. The second a plump guy ruffled my hair and commented," Hmm your hair's really good, nice and soft. What do you do?"
"Er.. I condition it everyday?" I ventured, vaguely disturbed.
"Everyday? It's rare to find guys who condition their hair daily or who even condition at all."
"Er.. Is it? Guess so.."

Not that it really matters, they cut well, which is a lot more than I can say for some $10 quick cut saloons. A little bit of hair fetish and ruffling is nothing. Though I don't like my hair that much, much too thick and I can't ever keep it beyond neck length with long sides and fringe like those nice jap haircut looks. All hell breaks loose when I attempt to do so, hairstyling akin to taming an unruly beast and my hair a veritable unholy mess after a nap.

Besides, the only one I'd want ruffling my hair at anytime is that overworked grumpy man who has been giving one liner frustrated sighs and curses about the numerous compatability problems various programs are having with Windows Vista on his new laptop over the phone the past few nights.
"What's wrong now dear?" [me]
20 second Silence.
"Helllo" [Me]
"Wait..#@ I'm trying to install this thing..."[Him]
"Can still talk to me while doing it what. Like I'm talking to a wall." [me]
SIIIIIgggghhh [him]
Another 20 second silence.
"Hmmm what's going on now?" [me]
"When I play my files on XXX all I get is a white screen..."
Gloom... #$%

So hopefully, we'll get most of his problems worked out later. After the important stuff of course. And if you want "Soft, nice, well textured hair" and the possibility of having your hair ruffled through by the QB hair stylists at Sengkang Festival Point, try conditioning your hair with Organics conditioner everyday. ^^

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Moonlight.

Under the cold Moonlight, do you see me? I am waiting, waiting for you.

Love is selfish, time is precious, what the heart yearns for. Demands for.
There is space only for you, though obligations, those slender moon rays hold you down. Pinned down, luminous shackles that glow wanly in the dark night.
Is it too selfish, too unbecoming to let the heart rule in this quiet night?
My head says what the Heart doesn't feel. I understand but I am reluctant.
Pride in the man you are scant comfort from the sallow sorrow.
You feel the same but we are shackled by circumstances not of our making, reactions constrained by the cruel dictates of Logic.
Nothing matters more than you but to mire you in the bog further is something I cannot do.
The Heart yearns, the Head lies and I will continue waiting under this pale moonlight.
Waiting for you.



Tsuki no Curse

By Reika Okina/Yuki Kajiura





Tsuki no KAASU

Tsumetai yume no naka de...



Kotoba no nai sekai de bokura wa ai wo kataru

Itsuka kimi ni todoku made

Kizu darake no kainade daki yoseta kuchibiru no

Haritsumeta negai tokashitakute

Nee, aishiatta kako no

Utsukushisa sutesareba

Ashita motto kirei na yoru e yukeru kara



Tsuki no KAASU

Tsumetai yume no naka kara

Kimi wo tooku tsuresaritakute

Doko made yukeru

Ai wo shinjite ii basho made



Itami wo mada shiranai kodomo dake no yarikata de

Kimi wa kimi wo tozashiteru

Mimimoto de sasayaita hajimete no ai no kotoba

Massugu na hitomi madowasetai

Nee, kimi wo dakishimete

Atatamerareru naraba

Donna batsu mo tsumi mo ima wa kowakunai



Tsuki no KAASU

Tsumetai yume kara samete

Kimi to tadayoi tsunagiatte

Dokomade yukou

Ai no shijima wo te ni suru made



Nee, aishiatta kako no

Utsukushisa sutesareba

Ashita motto kirei na yoru e yukeru kara



Tsuki no KAASU

Tsumetai yume no naka kara

Kimi wo tooku tsuresaritakute

Dokomade yukeru

Ai wo shinjite ii basho made



Dokomade yukeru

Ai wo shinjite ii basho made

Yoru no mukou

Hutari dake de

Curse of the moon

From within a cold dream



In a world without words we speak of love

Until that someday when I can reach you.

Embraced within these wound-covered arms, our lips

Strain with the desire to melt into each other.

See, if we should abandon the beauty

Of that love we once shared,

Tomorrow we will walk towards an even more beautiful night.



Curse of the moon

From within a cold dream

I want to take you

Somewhere far away

Until that place where we can believe in love.



Like a child who does not yet know pain,

You shut yourself away.

I want to whisper close to your ear those first words of love

That will lead your direct gaze astray.

See, I will hold you tight

If I can warm you

I shall fear neither punishment nor sin.



Curse of the moon

Awakening from a cold dream

Bonded to you

Let us drift away

Until that place where we can attain the silence of love



See, if we should abandon the beauty

Of that love we once shared,

Tomorrow we will walk towards an even more beautiful night.



Curse of the moon

From within a cold dream

I want to take you

Somewhere far away

Until that place where we can believe in love.



Somewhere far away

Until that place where we can believe in love.

Beyond the night

Only the two of us.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Revamp

After two hours, I'm really pleased with the current revamp. (Again.) The old layout was starting to look too plain and tacky, plus it's amazing how much HTML code one is forced to tweak around with just to get things appearing correctly and not in some ghastly mess or worse still, not at all. The addition, lack of a ; all that's needed to screw things up and i still find it mysterious how the common english language seems so arcane in such a setting.

But I'm learning more and getting slightly better. Boredom works wonders for picking up new things, anything except work-- which often strikes at the eleventh hour whipping one up into a frenzied rush. So I revamped this blog from top to toe, header, background, footer (Kusatta love!), everything except the text font colour and the width of the blog entry space which was sufficiently tweaked a week ago. And the gorgeous art is taken from Maiden Rose done by Fusanosuke Inariya that has just been licensed by Drama Queen which means I'll be able to get my grubby hands on it... eventually ^^.

I hate prez mate products. Right, sue me if you will but come on, a made in singapore portable 250 GB hard disk that doesn't work the very FIRST time it's used? Like come on man have some fucking standard. And tinkering around with it wasted the greater part of yesterday, then just when I was about to give up, viola, the hard disk was suddenly recognised by the laptop. And after disconnecting it, it never did again which drove me mad as I spent the other half of the day trying to figure out just what was wrong. No, it isn't the laptop's problem, the desktop doesn't recognise it either.

So I'll have to skip Law and Soci and bring it down to Sim Lim tomorrow and wait at least a week for a replacement. Great. Though I do need to go down and get Norton Internet Security and Norton systemworks for Sean too because guess what, the Kapersky Anti virus stuff that sleazy salesman loudly advocated to him can't be installed with Vista. Lol. So much for 'si beh hoh' ah, uncle. CB.

At least I have a nicely revamped blog to tinker around with and he has his laptop to play around with.