Day 59, Book Club, Ubud, Bali, Indonesia

A rice paddy field and its water source

In Ubud at the moment is a writers festival, which is a series of events that writers attend to increase their skills, network, and share their writings with others. I'm here while it is on, so attending a few of a free events is a necessity. I went to a pecha kucha night and listened to about ten people share their ideas. A lot of it was bands pushing their terrible music. Then it occured to me, that what South East Asia needs more of is synth. Everyone is jamming out on their guitars and drums producing music that belongs well back in the 90's. My question is, why aren't all the NGO's who are trying to save Bali (while sipping lattes in nice cafes and relaxing on white sand beaches) aren't getting donations from back in the west of synthesisers and bringing those street kids out of the 90's and into the nearly 2010's...