Saturday, January 24, 2009

The Orang Ulu Sape-traditional guitar-


Sarawak cultural village behind the bukit santubong

This is the orang ulu longhouse-usage here is the place for the org ulu celebrate all the ceremony
like harvest day, dance, playing sape, relax and ect.But now very difficult to see the org ulu longhouse except if you visit the sarawak cultural village-photos location is in sarawak cultural village


The orang ulu sape-Traditional music instrument

By:Royston petrus
Sape is the traditional instrument of orang ulu community of central borneo.
This traditional use by the Kenyah, kelabit, Berawan, kayan, and all the orang ulu community in sarawak. The sape music make whos listen the music feel harmony and smooth. Not all the people ever listen the sape plucking. In sarawak(Borneo,Malaysia) World Rainforest Music festival is one of the traditional music festival and this festival invited all the country to perform their traditional music. World Rainforest Music Festival is one of the oppourtunity for you to look the Sape performence. This sape are specific for marriages, harvest, Ngajat(the worrior dance) and so on. I start try to playing sape is when i in form1 and my grandfather is master of sape.MR:)

If Everyone Cared-Nickelback-


If Everyone Cared" Ringtone to your Cell Phone
From underneath the trees, we watch the sky
Confusing stars for satellites
I never dreamed that you'd be mine
But here we are, we're here tonight

Singing Amen, I'm alive
Singing Amen, I'm alive

[CHORUS]
If everyone cared and nobody cried
If everyone loved and nobody lied
If everyone shared and swallowed their pride
We'd see the day when nobody died

And I'm singing

Amen I, I'm alive
Amen I, I'm alive

And in the air the fireflies
Our only light in paradise
We'll show the world they were wrong
And teach them all to sing along

Singing Amen I'm alive
Singing Amen I'm alive

[CHORUS (X2)]

And as we lie beneath the stars
We realize how small we are
If they could love like you and me
Imagine what the world could be

If everyone cared and nobody cried
If everyone loved and nobody lied
If everyone shared and swallowed their pride
We'd see the day when nobody died

We'd see the day, we'd see the day
When nobody died
We'd see the day, we'd see the day
When nobody died
We'd see the day when nobody died


Thursday, January 8, 2009

Tattoo-the iban tatto artist


ARE tattoos just skin deep? No, it's not - at least not in Sarawak where tattoos represent power, honour and experience for tribes including the Iban, Kayan, Kejaman, Punan and Kelabit.

One of the first lessons the 40 BRATs learned when they met tattoo artist Ernesto Kalum was to look beyond the obvious. With his long locks, and dressed in tattered jeans and a singlet, the BRATs were surprised to learn that this 36-year-old man was a worldrenowned tattoo artist - and a law graduate.

He owns the Sarawakian tattoo parlour Borneo Headhunters Tattoo and Piercing in Kuching.

Ernesto is an Iban, and he spoke mostly about traditional Iban tattooing. Indeed, there is a whole lot more to tattoos than what is commonly known. Ernesto said that the Ibans are especially known for their enchanting engravings.

Ernesto told of the journey all young Iban boys aged 10 to 12 go through, with regards to tattooing. He was quick to note that this tradition is not practiced anymore.

Back then, Ernesto explained, the young boys would get tattooed by the older folks. The first tattoo is always the bunga terung, which symbolises the start of a journey referred to as bejalai - a journey where they leave home to explore the ‘world', during which they are said to transform from boy to man.

There is a belief that the eligibility of a man attaining a wife increases with his number of tattoos, Ernesto said. This is because tattoos are symbols of achievement and obstacles that one had encountered throughout one's life. Hence, women often show their sense of curiosity upon the man's return from the bejalai journey.

Over the years, tattoos have become more than just a product of tradition. Ernesto is more than aware of this, considering the fact that he recently organised the International Tattoo Convention 2007 at Bukit Aup, Sibu in Sarawak.

He shared an interesting fact: many visitors to the Convention were foreigners, and of the many people he tattooed, not a single one of them were Iban.

Indeed, like the BRATs found out over the next few days during a street poll on tattoos, the world does have a different view of the art currently.

--TheStar

Monday, January 5, 2009

Dear God Lyric-Avenged sevenfold

A lonely road, crossed another cold state line
Miles away from those I love
Purpose hard to find
While I recall all the words you spoke to me
Can't help but wish that I was there
Back where I'd love to be, oh yeah

Dear God the only thing I ask of you
Is to hold her when I'm not around
When I'm much too far away
We all need that person who can be true to you
But I left her when I found her
And now I wish I'd stayed
'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missing you again, oh no
Once again

There's nothing here for me on this barren road
There's no one here while the city sleeps
And all the shops are closed
Can't help but think of the times I've had with you
Pictures and some memories will have to help me through, oh yeah

Dear God the only thing I ask of you is
To hold her when I'm not around,
When I'm much too far away
We all need that person who can be true to you
I left her when I found her
And now I wish I'd stayed
'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missing you again oh no
Once again

Some search, never finding a way
Before long, they waste away
I found you, something told me to stay
I gave in, to selfish ways
And how I miss someone to hold
When hope begins to fade...

A lonely road, crossed another cold state line
Miles away from those I love
Hope is hard to find

Dear God the only thing I ask of you is
To hold her when I'm not around,
When I'm much too far away
We all need the person who can be true to you
I left her when I found her
And now I wish I'd stayed
'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missing you again oh no
Once again