Long live Junk!

I think every self-respecting Malaysian muso-wannabe has wanted to have written for Junk.  I wouldn’t call Junk Malaysia’s answer to Rolling Stone — it’s more of a hotwash of a junior version of Spin and every urban lifestyle magazine you can think of.  Either way, Junk recently wrapped up its physical publication history with a last issue, and will now be totally web-based.

I applied for a position with Junk almost a year ago, and took another look at the cover letter that I’d written them, which I think was quite brilliant — to an extent.  However, you’ll probably note that this is a good example of what not to write in a cover letter, unless the position calls for it.  By the way, I didn’t get the job.  I was actually quite gutted about that.

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Wednesday, 21st October, 2009

Ian Tai

M: 016-3957689
E: ian.tai@live.comian@iantai.net

W: iantai.net / facebook.com/iantai / twitter.com/iantai

To the Powers-That-Be At Junk Magazine!

It’s been a long time since I wrote one of these, so please excuse my giddiness!  A bird on the grapevine told me that you were looking for a new writer (I thanked the bird and then subsequently ate it).

I hope that I somewhat fit the bill.  After all, I can write, and I like money, so why can’t I write for money?  But don’t just take my word for it!  (Though if you did, this would be much easier.)

I’ve attached some pieces that I’d done during my stint as Subeditor in Chief of Lust Magazine, and you can also read what I have to say and find out more about me at http://iantai.net (which might seem like a bit of a morose read, but on the bright side, you can also listen to my own songs, ready-made for AOR!).

I have experience in being an Account Executive in advertising, as well as in event management and co-ordination, which, by right, should make me a well-rounded, organized individual.  But I’d like to take up a new challenge that isn’t related to client servicing; after all, a job that involves writing and music would make me more contented, rather than a job that involves me trying to make everybody else more contented.

Favourite acts: U2, Coldplay, Oasis, Travis, The Beatles, The Stones, Jamiroquai, Bon Jovi (I’m sorry, but it’s true), Stereophonics, Third Eye Blind, RHCP and Aerosmith.  And me.

My pet peeves: bittergourds and baldness.

My bad bits: I pick my nose very often; I sometimes talk in a funny accent that makes me look pretentious (I swear, it’s not put on!); I play Abbey Road once a day just to annoy people; I can’t get into the office any earlier than 9:30 a.m. on a day of good traffic; I’m quite fat.

My good bits: I love music; I’m anal when it comes to grammar and punctuation; I like to contribute to a group dynamic to make it more…dynamic; like Donna Summer, I work hard for the money; I like to catch up on my daily events and pop culture oddities; I’m quite willing to make an ass out of myself for the Greater Good.

I’m quite sure that there’re a lot of others who’re lapping this opportunity up.  What sets me apart is my sizeable girth and receding hairline.

Anyway, I’d just like to thank you for your time for reading this!

Yours sincerely,
Ian Tai

(Please hire me and make Mrs. Tai proud of her son.  All she’s ever wanted to do was to see me write.)

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Oh, well.  Memories!