Sunday, November 28, 2004
YOOOOOooooooOOooossssssSSSHhhhhHHh!!!! I've got money in my bank!!!!! Don't touch. Don't touch. don'ttouchdonttouchdonttouchdonttouchdonttouchdonttouchdonttouch.....
Man. The Quantum Spring gig was bad. Real bad. Bad in such a way that it was not that the set was bad but it was professionally bad. I felt really bad for the guys and to AFUA after the gig. We were suppose to go on at 4pm and report at 330pm and because we were the first band, and we on;y have like half an hour of material and a one hour slot, I'd though that would give us more than enough time to set up and sound check. When I got to Youth Park, another band was taking their time to soundcheck even though it was more of jamming on stage and messing around than actually sound checking, I feel, and it started to eat into our 4pm slot. I was ok with it and so were the AFUA guys and they didn't mind pushing the time back abit too cos there wasn't much crowd anyway PLUS we only had a short set to do. But after waiting a tad too long for the band on stage to realize that there's another band waiting, I when to push the organizer in-charge to get the band on stage off cos we still DO need to set-up and I know we're gonna take some or should I say more time to set-up. Little did I know. We took TOO much time to set-up. I think we took more than half an hour setting up and didn't start till well pass 5pm. Even the Bidster who finish her lessons (giving not taking) at 430pm could still catch our full act. And even when we're finally done setting up and soundcheck and all, the set itself didn't go as smooth as all the other rehearsal sessions we jamming in. Could have done better. Quantum Spring so has to work out their live set-up back to front, front to back with eyes close and realize that just because other bands took their own sweet time on stage doesn't mean we can do the same. QS has to accept and be able to work around whatever is given to them and eat what is served instead of bitching and moaning. QS also has to realize that studio and live are two different things and just going thru songs and numbering them off is not gonna help. QS has to bring themselves down or get beaten down to the lowest of low level and realize that a newspaper article does not mean immediate rock star attitude. QS just has to get their act together. But in the mean time. check us out at http://www.quantumspring.com while we clean ourselves up and try to serve you a better dish.
In other news, Eugene's Moment of Truth (EMOT) has a mailing list!!!!! PLUS a spanking new (ok, not so new) website. It's http://emot.cjb.net (still trying to make it look better) and we have and will be doing a couple of acousticers these days for charity and booze (not neccessary at the same time). We just did 2 days straight of Orchard Road busking for Arts for Us All (AFUA) and Very Special Arts (VSA) on the 26th Friday and 27th Saturday but the 3rd day, Sunday the 27th, was cancelled due to the rain. We're gonna do another set on the 12th of Dec outside Paragon too. It'll be live and loud this time though I don't know how live we'll be. It'll probably be more like Loud and Awkward. Come down and see how bad we really are ;P We're also doing the play for booze thing at POW pub. 101 Dunlop St. tucked in the corner somewhere in Little India. Check out our website for a listings of when our signature awkward performance will be. Come sit with us, have some ale and do the slap your forehead and shake your head thingy while we perform.
My scalp is starting to itch.
In other news, Eugene's Moment of Truth (EMOT) has a mailing list!!!!! PLUS a spanking new (ok, not so new) website. It's http://emot.cjb.net (still trying to make it look better) and we have and will be doing a couple of acousticers these days for charity and booze (not neccessary at the same time). We just did 2 days straight of Orchard Road busking for Arts for Us All (AFUA) and Very Special Arts (VSA) on the 26th Friday and 27th Saturday but the 3rd day, Sunday the 27th, was cancelled due to the rain. We're gonna do another set on the 12th of Dec outside Paragon too. It'll be live and loud this time though I don't know how live we'll be. It'll probably be more like Loud and Awkward. Come down and see how bad we really are ;P We're also doing the play for booze thing at POW pub. 101 Dunlop St. tucked in the corner somewhere in Little India. Check out our website for a listings of when our signature awkward performance will be. Come sit with us, have some ale and do the slap your forehead and shake your head thingy while we perform.
My scalp is starting to itch.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
I'm so screwed, I'm so screwed, I'm so screwed. I was caught in the act of riding my bike. I'm so dead. I'm so dead.
This morning, I got up almost late, as usual, and found out that my parenst are not out yet, are going to go out, but have not left the house. So I did my usual, taking my time getting ready, reading the papers, keeping it cool, all the while while thinking, "Fuck! I'm gonna be late for work, I'm gonna be late for work." They were asking me, "Hey, you need a lift to work?" And I'm all noooooo because I wanna go to the Mini film fest later and other stupid reasons I don't know about and never thought about (should have taken that ride).
When they finally left the house, I sat around a little while longer, giving them ample time to give me a clear path out before I jumped out of my house and on to my bike. And who you think I saw on the way out? My mom reversing from the carpark, (quickly, I looked away and rode out of the basement as fast as i can) and my dad on the 1st floor basement entrance waiting for my mom (DAMN!!!!!). Worst yet, my mom told me to finish the last piece of bread on the table and there I was, caught with my pants down with the piece of f^&%^&*@Q&W(*ing bread in my mouth!!! Arghhhhhhh!!!!! I didn't take into account how my dad likes to do things like, "Hey you get off here and I'll go park the car" (even though it's like next door, or "I'll meet you on the first floor, you go get the car" (which is like, no difference or any farthur than usual, cept it's more troublesome to have to drive out, stop, pick him up, and drive off again as compared to just, "Let's all get into the car and drive away without stopping!"
I'm all panicky at this stage so I quickly stopped at the nearby flats just in case they called me. They didn't. So I parked the bike there and doubled back to my place in hope of playing some mind games. I got home and called my mom with the house phone and asked non-chalantly (I love that word. Non-chalant) if she knew where my *insert item here* was because I couldn't find it. Too my amaze, she didn't see me. I think and said my dad saw me riding and instead of screaming bloody sucide if I still ride, she went all smooth operator on me teling me I shouldn't ride and that my dad already gotten but not got a car for me and that I have to keep and hide the keys so that my sis won't use it all the time (Even if I did she'll still do lah.). Quick thinking! Mom didn't see me (I think). Use fact that my mom's been nagging at my dad while my dad does the changed topic to avoid topic style of conversation which seem to have inherited. Damn! The phone was crackling cos it got showered my aircon water while I lied (not very convincingly), that I didn't know what she was talking about and that I was still at home. Mini-double take there but I'm sure she saw thru that, and mom said she can't hear me and she'll call me back, and she said very specificly, on the house phone. Ok. And I flew to the other phone for a crystal clear conversation (nope. not starhub digital phone line) and she did that smooth operator talk again and the deer in the headlights moment was not mention and I couldn't plead my case. So everything was dropped like my pants just now and I just skipped off to work feeling all guilty.
The moment of truth (not Eugene) will be tonight. We'll see what happens. Crap man. Instant karma's gonna get you and it did. Crap. Time to get a full face helmet so if I get caught again, my full stinking smelly face would at least be half covered and hopefully no one will recognize my beautiful black eyes and plastic black specs. lol! Well at t least I won't have bread in my mouth! Frick! Double Frick and Double Frick on a Brick.
I want food now but my stomach is HUGE!!!!
This morning, I got up almost late, as usual, and found out that my parenst are not out yet, are going to go out, but have not left the house. So I did my usual, taking my time getting ready, reading the papers, keeping it cool, all the while while thinking, "Fuck! I'm gonna be late for work, I'm gonna be late for work." They were asking me, "Hey, you need a lift to work?" And I'm all noooooo because I wanna go to the Mini film fest later and other stupid reasons I don't know about and never thought about (should have taken that ride).
When they finally left the house, I sat around a little while longer, giving them ample time to give me a clear path out before I jumped out of my house and on to my bike. And who you think I saw on the way out? My mom reversing from the carpark, (quickly, I looked away and rode out of the basement as fast as i can) and my dad on the 1st floor basement entrance waiting for my mom (DAMN!!!!!). Worst yet, my mom told me to finish the last piece of bread on the table and there I was, caught with my pants down with the piece of f^&%^&*@Q&W(*ing bread in my mouth!!! Arghhhhhhh!!!!! I didn't take into account how my dad likes to do things like, "Hey you get off here and I'll go park the car" (even though it's like next door, or "I'll meet you on the first floor, you go get the car" (which is like, no difference or any farthur than usual, cept it's more troublesome to have to drive out, stop, pick him up, and drive off again as compared to just, "Let's all get into the car and drive away without stopping!"
I'm all panicky at this stage so I quickly stopped at the nearby flats just in case they called me. They didn't. So I parked the bike there and doubled back to my place in hope of playing some mind games. I got home and called my mom with the house phone and asked non-chalantly (I love that word. Non-chalant) if she knew where my *insert item here* was because I couldn't find it. Too my amaze, she didn't see me. I think and said my dad saw me riding and instead of screaming bloody sucide if I still ride, she went all smooth operator on me teling me I shouldn't ride and that my dad already gotten but not got a car for me and that I have to keep and hide the keys so that my sis won't use it all the time (Even if I did she'll still do lah.). Quick thinking! Mom didn't see me (I think). Use fact that my mom's been nagging at my dad while my dad does the changed topic to avoid topic style of conversation which seem to have inherited. Damn! The phone was crackling cos it got showered my aircon water while I lied (not very convincingly), that I didn't know what she was talking about and that I was still at home. Mini-double take there but I'm sure she saw thru that, and mom said she can't hear me and she'll call me back, and she said very specificly, on the house phone. Ok. And I flew to the other phone for a crystal clear conversation (nope. not starhub digital phone line) and she did that smooth operator talk again and the deer in the headlights moment was not mention and I couldn't plead my case. So everything was dropped like my pants just now and I just skipped off to work feeling all guilty.
The moment of truth (not Eugene) will be tonight. We'll see what happens. Crap man. Instant karma's gonna get you and it did. Crap. Time to get a full face helmet so if I get caught again, my full stinking smelly face would at least be half covered and hopefully no one will recognize my beautiful black eyes and plastic black specs. lol! Well at t least I won't have bread in my mouth! Frick! Double Frick and Double Frick on a Brick.
I want food now but my stomach is HUGE!!!!
Sunday, November 21, 2004
Been a long time since I've worked with the M. Man it was quite tiring yesterday. But not tiring enough. I didn't wake up with aching bones, just a bit of sore muscles. But it was fun. That's where I used to get my exercise, though the couple of guys who were "one-kind-wan" didn't really help.
My bike was on fire just now. Not the fire fire kind but more of the rage fire kind. It was riding with gust and adrenaline. And I didn't even finish my Red Bull. Damn it.
Cheeky cheeky cheeky. ooo yeaa...!
My bike was on fire just now. Not the fire fire kind but more of the rage fire kind. It was riding with gust and adrenaline. And I didn't even finish my Red Bull. Damn it.
Cheeky cheeky cheeky. ooo yeaa...!
Thursday, November 18, 2004
Taking a walk out at night here is a different feeling altogether somewhere else. Which do you think I prefer?
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Hmmm...Pauline's party was nice. Booze was nice. People was nice. Mini jam session in her room was nice. Everything is nice nice nice nice nice...hmmm.....
But snap back! Setup for Still Flight's production is over and the play is on. I don't know what's it called but it's written by Cyril Wong and performed by Elizabeth De Roza. It'll be on till The end of the week.
After EMOT got a couple of dates lined-up. Check the website for updates..though it's not updated yet. Give it a couple of days. By Sat after the meeting with the organizers it'll be up. Make that Sunday. Wheeee!!!!!!
Speaking of which, the gig organizers mentioned they were looking for a couple more bands to play for the gig so I said I'll ask a couple of people I know. I called Ben of DYL, Leaven Traits and Bathroom Acoustics (yes, all 3-in-1 or rtaher 1-in-3) and SMS Moren Tea Estate about it, then went down to Adam Road with the Bidster and Uncle Darr for ohh..Mutton Chopppp!!! and guess who I saw there??!!! Ben and the MTE guys. POWER!!!!!!!!!!!! Can I say suuuuureeeaaaalll!!! to? Did I use it right? huh? huh? huh? Did I? Did I?
Work.
But snap back! Setup for Still Flight's production is over and the play is on. I don't know what's it called but it's written by Cyril Wong and performed by Elizabeth De Roza. It'll be on till The end of the week.
After EMOT got a couple of dates lined-up. Check the website for updates..though it's not updated yet. Give it a couple of days. By Sat after the meeting with the organizers it'll be up. Make that Sunday. Wheeee!!!!!!
Speaking of which, the gig organizers mentioned they were looking for a couple more bands to play for the gig so I said I'll ask a couple of people I know. I called Ben of DYL, Leaven Traits and Bathroom Acoustics (yes, all 3-in-1 or rtaher 1-in-3) and SMS Moren Tea Estate about it, then went down to Adam Road with the Bidster and Uncle Darr for ohh..Mutton Chopppp!!! and guess who I saw there??!!! Ben and the MTE guys. POWER!!!!!!!!!!!! Can I say suuuuureeeaaaalll!!! to? Did I use it right? huh? huh? huh? Did I? Did I?
Work.
Sunday, November 14, 2004
Just got back from The Cook, The Thief, His Wife & Her Lover. There was no one at the door so I got to keep the whole ticket. Yay! The film was really cool. It had everything. Set like a semi-broadway musical style, it was erotic and gruesome. Sex and murder.Pretty cool the way they played with the colors for the different set. Half the audience left when the credits started to roll. Maybe it was too grose. Or they just left cos it what audiences normally do. Anway, the ride to and from The Arts House was real nice and dreamy. Roads weren't congested. Like everyone decided to sleep in today. Anyway it's OFF to Pauline's party \m/ later. booze......
Saturday, November 13, 2004
Man! There's no space in my room. No space at all! Can't do anything. Can't walk or sit around on the floor or play the guitar. Must.Save.To.Move.Out. Anyway, watched Torremolinos 73 last night. Pretty good flick. They're showing it at The Arts House. There's gonna me The Cook, The Thief, His Wife & Her Lover and The Immortal too. Dunno when I can go catch them. Have been having booze almost the whole week. A little booze on Thurs with half of Emot and 1/4 QS at Bukit Timah area, a little booze at Lawyer Chick's BD party and Union, a little booze yesterday at Union, gonna have a little more booze at Pauline's party. whoa! Guess might have some booze morrow after QS jam. Nicccceeeeee!
Monday, November 08, 2004
Too lazy to go to Chijazz last night. Ended up at my place after jam and food at Geylang Serai with Booze and some mini round two Geylang Serai food. Fish, Mel and Ying was there too but Euge had to disappear leaving Princess with us losers. More than half my Esplanade money disappeared before I knew it. It's practically gone now. Crap. Gotta start controlling and keeping track of my expenditure. Mini Film Fest looks tasty. I wanna go. That's 3shows at $6 each. $18 down the drain. Ouch!
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Things have been clearing up a little bit these days. The big D. is no more so I'll finally have a little more free time to pursue other interest. The Station is settling in nicely and I actually have some money in my bank. Help Pat with Elsa Yeo Charity Catwalk on Thurs and Fri. Was real smooth. The ex-models still have their thang, and some thong, but that aside, think I'll finally have some time to help with the SHG music theraphy. Gives me a damn good excuse to buy an acoustic guitar. Maybe I can use it for gigs too for some of the newer songs I have in mind, then I'm gonna have to lug 2 guitars to gigs next time. But if it'll be for the better then why not. Last jam before the dong goes to the higlands then it's gig just after he gets back (if we get the slot). Hoping to land a couple more gigs for EMOT and QS next year.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
I just realized. With all the countless smses and emails and flyers I've been sending/sending/giving out/displaying for the gig on the 31st. One 4 who are not friend friends of the band who actually came (you know what I mean). DYL (Rock On!), Sasha (Yo! *wave*), Gurmit Singh (Dude!) and Yvonne (Skittles!). Oh and Johna nd I forgot what's his name who didn't know we were playing but was there anyway (cool!). How jacked is that! Thanks to all of you man. It was real nice seeing you all.
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