Sejarah Lydias Diery

Lydias Diery ditubuhkan pada tahun 2004 yang pada mulanya ingin mencuba nasib dalam sebuah pertandingan Battle of The Band anjuran pelajar UiTM Shah Alam.

Pada awalnya, Lydias Diery dikenali sebagai Fake Plastic Hair yang memainkan music grunge, comedy dan rock n roll. Pada tahun 2005, ahli-ahli asal kumpulan ini telah bercadang untuk menukarkan konsep muzik mereka kepada muzik lebih soft, rock, ballad dan sedikit unsur berat kepada muzik mereka yang mana mereka klasifikasikan campuran-campuran muzik ini sebagai music alternative.

Penukaran konsep muzik ini juga menyebabkan mereka bercadang untuk menukarkan nama mereka kepada nama yang lebih bersesuaian hinggalah pada satu hari salah seorang anggota asal kumpulan ini menemui sebuah diari yang dimiliki oleh seorang gadis bernama Lydia.

Bermula dari situ, nama Fake Plastic Hair telah bertukar menjadi nama Lydias Diery (Lydia's Diary) sempena penemuan diari misteri yang telah banyak memberikan inspirasi kepada hasil-hasil muzik mereka.

Botaq: Vocal & 2nd guitar
Asrap: Lead Guitar
Aus: Bass
Lee Ja: Drum

Botaq: Vocal & Acoustic Guitar
Asrap: Lead Guitar
Megat: 2nd Guitar
Wan Erza: Drum
Ejart: Bass

Botaq: Vocal & Acoustic Guitar
Wan Erza: Drum
Qayyum @ Wu Shern: Lead Guitar
San: 2nd Guitar
Fabian: Bass



Monday, October 19, 2009


sometimes I wonder if this is the real deal, sometimes it makes no sense just to breath, just to sleep, just to eat...sometimes.. i wonder if its worth to dream.. coz dreams always seemed to be a lie.. a lie that made so big that sometimes you can never achieve... maybe thats the reason why they call it a dream.. coz it nvr seemed to be attained...

sometimes... i wish if i can stop dreaming....nobody dreams just to fail... nobody hurts just to feel the our lives chasing our dreams.. living our lives being someone that we dreamed to be..
living our lives to fulfill someone elses dreams... the choices we make, the truth we fake, the lies we take, the pain with all the stake, no one else is gonna stand on ur shoes, its hard to even stand when your own world is resting on ur shoulders..

no one really knows who we are... even what you see in the mirror is just a reflection rather than the
true image...deep down inside... people just wanna break down and cry... letting out the feelings that we keep inside, hiding away from the society of lies... like a clown we fake a smile and keep walking....

its hard to be yourself when everyone you know is someone else... no one else wanted to deal with life.. give it all in one package, given us the cards to play... flipping those card on ur own, paying the price for ur own act, getting ready to flip another card, another turn in your life... another action, another consequences, u pay for what u do.. but we are placed in the position to act to the situation, blaming everything on others, blaming everything on them.. how can we be blamed for doin something that we think its right at that time only to sit down and regret, on ur knees asking forgiveness...

if every thing was meant out to be, then none of this is a sin or greed, coz what i did, i had to do for me, coz if i dont, i get left out being weak...justifying our fault is just way to make us strong, to make us right, to make us fight to keep moving on.. but who are we to say what is right and wrong, coz all are we just another face in the crowd...

We are trying to be the best there is, the best that can be, the best that we can give... thinking that we are standing tall, but actually we are just on our knees.. we keep on seeking, keep on looking for something that will make every effort seem to worthwhile... effort to be appreciated, to be acknowledged.. Im just a person, trying to be like everyone else.. trying to be someone else, where being myself is nvr enuff...which in the end makes me dream.. a dream that I could only feel....