At the top of Phou Si Hill, we can see the whole of Luang Prabrang. Kilometres away are mountain ranges that keep staggering backwards, one after the other fading away into the misty distance. Here I am keeping close to lovely Jeanne.

Everyone should travel. Especially nearby Malaysia. You be surprised how much there is to experience just a few hours away from here. In particular the northern states, the Malay heartland that Ive heard so much about from my Malaysian friends but have yet to visit. I've always had this slight paranoia about the north but now that PAS has lost its grip, perhaps the Malay heartland would be less restricted in expressing itself culturally. On Malaysia's election night, I was following the results on TV when at about 10ish pm, my KL friend text me "they just lost the north. Come lets go there and get mabuk". I chuckle and a few weeks later I hung out with him in Kuala Lumpur, making distanced plans in the future to go roam the north.

So many plans. Some won't happen. Some do. Some in forms we never imagine. I believe in trying and doing, so I can benefit from experience to plan more future adventures.

I was cleaning out my harddisk and found this. Written for a short film a few years ago, it ended up not being used. Pat heard it but have no context around it to enjoy it. I know what he mean. A lot of the film/tv music i worked on last few years are like that. Hope you like this though.