But Here We Are – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

Listen VI: Foo Fighters’ “Asking for a Friend”

In my previous Listen post, I wrote a love letter to my third-favorite Foo Fighters song, “Walk” (the third single and last song from the band’s seventh studio album Wasting Light). I shared how the song gave me light in a truly dark period in 2011. I also shared that during my sing-along to “Walk” at my second (and best) Foos show last October 4, 2025, it started with a few seconds of tears and ended up singing along angrily. That was a cathartic moment for me.

Then, on the night of October 23, 2025, after having a lovely birthday dinner with my family (it was my Mother’s birthday), the Foo Fighters released their newest song, “Asking for a Friend”. Little did I know that, once again, I would feel multiple emotions all at once because of a song from my all-time favorite band.

The newest Foo Fighters song, “Asking for a Friend”.

XXIX: Ranting About Work & Raving About a Foo Fighters Music Marathon

Finally, the weekend is here, and I’m about to have a celebratory Jack & Coke Zero tonight. (This is also in celebration of the Foo Fighters’ 30th anniversary.)

But first, let me have a short rant about something that happened at work several weeks ago. (If you don’t want to read my short work rant, just click here.)

10-Minute Warning XXVI

I usually start a Minute Warning post with a question: What can I share here in under 10 minutes? Today I’m pretty sure I will write something in less than 10 minutes.

Since last night, I have been staying in the family condominium and I… feel down more than usual? I think the sadness started when I got exhausted after last night’s gig (the younger brothers organized it with a major record label) and I didn’t eat dinner on time. And I think the sadness became worse when I overslept. I mean, I slept 3:30am and I woke up at 2:30pm. An 11-hour sleep… damn.

After waking up so late, I decided to take a long, cold bath, put on my flannel shirt, black slacks and black kicks and go to my favorite cafe and safe space Satchmi. I had a Satchmi BLT and a house blend ice tea while I’m writing on my journal.

After writing, I finally took time to listen to the newly-released Foo Fighters album But Here We Area. And what can I say about the new Foos record? Well, simply put, it’s their most painful album yet. Yes, I know I’m already feeling way down and I shouldn’t listen to music that can possibly amplify the sadness. But thanks to the new Foos album, I was able to process the sadness without making it worse, and the pain becomes somehow bearable. That is one of things I love about the Foos – their music heals my broken heart, mind and soul. Thank you, Foo Fighters, for saving me once again.

And I almost forgot: I’m blogging on mobile once again. I forgot to bring my laptop to the condo.

And time’s up.