All in all. the month of May was pretty good. Hence the Merry month of May. Thanks to Stephanie for taking the pics for the Victoria School Arts Day music workshop thingy. Yes and Narc to you too. NARF!

      

      









      

      

         

And come down for E.M.O.T's 2nd live appearence at Youth Park on the 6th of June Sunday at 630pm. New songs in 2 weeks!!! But we'll only be debuting 2 of them.

Today we bring you a brand new episode called Crazy Rain.

This week has been crazy week. There was crazy thunder on Wednesday. Crazy traffic this afternoon. And this evening, crazy dancing. Ah-hahahahahahah!!!! Crazy!

the pen named ben by S. Slack

this is a pen
his name is ben
say hello to the pen
whose name is ben!

Searching for the Lost Secret of Professor Harvey Humbolt's Incredible Silly Noise Machine

That will be my new band name

Hoo haa! Check out emot porn at

HERE, HERE and HERE

Yuck! Single-ply toilet paper. ewwwww.....

I got my license. I got my license. uh huh! uh huh! uh huh, uh huh, uh huh! *does the uh huh dance* Gonna ride away into the sunset with my guitar on my back. Speaking of which, how the hell am I gonna get the hardcase on the bike?

Hmm...If there's Batman, Batwoman, Batgirl and Batmite, why isn't Robin Batboy?

It's true! It's real! Plastic money is here!

Thanks dudes. It was nice. Really, really, really, really, really, reee-heeally, nice. Really? Wait till you see me new guitar. Niiicee....

After my ippt today, or rather, after the gruelsome 2.4km, I sent the following msg to some of my friends...

"Fuck...Fuck Fuck Fuck"

This is what I got (in no particular order)

Pauline:"Why...Wat's wrong?"
Vicki:"wat happened? tomorrow we change to 8 le"
Princess:"wat"
Darrell:"Eh y? Fail which station?"
Ying Redsky:"What what what"
Elvis:"Why"
Steph slacker:"Why?"

So fun. But nothing's wrong. (sings. Nothing's wrong...) Just that 2.4km was a killer. Time to start jogging or something.

And the results are....

Sit up : 40 - 5 pts
Broad Jump : 239cm - 5 pts
Chin Up : 12 - 5 pts
Shuttle Run : 9s - 5 pts (I think the PTI was impressed too. HE was like..."9 flat....." and then speachless. yea, yea! *lol!*)
2.4 km Run : A sucky 11:46min - 3 pts

Silver award. $200 *ka-ching-king*

Gotta work on my cardio next time and go for $400. SHOW ME THE MONEY!

And anyway I took a cab home cos my head was all pounding and the moment I starined myself slightly, even picking up my bag would make me feel like throwing up and I practically wetted the back seat of the cab (from my dripping body, not piss) and half way I told the driver:
"Can you just stop me here by the side instead of at my place?"
"Here are? Then you walk is it?"
"Yup, but I think i need a drink real badly first"
And then the Bid-ster called to bitch. So nice timing"

Waited whole day for the call to work. Call didn't even come. What a waste of today.

Well stick a captial "L" on my forehead and call me loser. Today, sucked crap. Bistro's making noise cos I can't work this week and forcing me to work a weekend though my other work is usually weekends (like this weekend, Friday morning all the way till today. Today as in Sunday, not Saturday), almost got cheated at MacDawg, spent $55 on comics, finally managed to chat-up a girl at Robben Ford concert at Big Splash but only got her name and nothing, I repeat, NOTHING else, took a cab to NUS but ended walking to find the Guild House instead, read finish the comics I just bought while waiting for the show to end, hp ran out of batteries, and smoked a double though I have IPPT on monday and I stopped smoking since Thursday night. Now I just got home and my toe nails are longer than my fingernails and are biting into my toes when I wear my shoes and I haven't got a chance to cut them and I'm all dirty but too lazy to shower (But I must. I must.). And my stupid wireless keeps getting disconnected cos of interference by other cable users. Wireless my ass. Thank y'all. It's been a great day.

Last night was nice. Eugene together (The band not the bassist). No money but still spending (to an extend). Crappy food at Newton (Should have went to S-11 but the sting ray rocked). Mad bunch of bands at Bar None (Cept SCS but they're still alright lah). Pity most of us had to work the next day.

You know what's the worst thing that can happen to you when you've got an "off" day the next day? You get bored and pissed.

Bid and the new D. are on MSN. One has a pic of her cat, the other his dog. I only have a rubber duckie.

Mad Bid sent this to me.

http://www.keenaschips.co.uk/index.php?page=articles/misc_rainbow

doode!!! I used to watch this all the time. In fact I think I saw this episode. But I was a kid, I don't member much. Rainbow rocks man! Damn British. I think the whole crew INCLUDING the writers were smoking weed all day long man. But it still rocks. Rainbow rocks!

People come. But they always go and never come back. Occasional visits don't count. Come on 3k. You can do it. Then 5. then 10. Then either do something or i gettahellouttahere and do what I normally do, only somewhere else with a little bit more freedom. Free from the apron and the belt. Free from a roof. Free from a house you don't call home even though it is. Being kept under keeps is not very nice when your mind tends to wonder and wander. Space is needed. Space big enough to explore. Space you can call your own. Don't get me started on freedom.

This dude, wakes up with his hair all over the place, goes out with plans to buy shoes for work ends up staying at home till it's time to go to work in broken shoes. I think that guy is me. Get out. Buy shoes. Go! Go! Go! Oh I cut my hair again. did a better job than the last time. Maybe it's because I did it in the buff but I think it's cos I used a shaver rather than just a scissors. A dog's shaver but nonetheless a shaver. Whoo Haa!

We're not playing anymore. Don't ask. Don't bother. Don't care. Till next time. Ta.

Eugene's Moment of Truth will be perform at Embargo or Embarko or Embarkgo or whatever near Centro I think I'm not sure at around 6pm I guess for hopefully 30 mins if we try our best on I'm sure it's the 6th of March, should be Saturday. Yoz!

Sometimes you meet someone that you've been reading about online for sometime in real life and all of a sudden reality warps.

Warps in such a way like you're seeing Rober De Niro or Mick Jagger or Robben Ford or some super rockstar/actor/ess/celebrity that you may or may not admire (but usually do) in person, but this time the person is not a super rockstar....etc *see above* but just a normal person like you and me whose works you've followed and liked for some time. You wanna make contact but you never know what to expect from the other party. And when you do, the reply is usually, quite unlikely, but pretty often something that you'll never expect that'll leaves you dumbstruck but you don't wanna be left hanging with your mouth open like a fish at the water surface so you let lose something that you have no recall of.

Warps in such a way that you have no problem speaking to anyone else but you feel weird when you speak to them. Like a quad-cross between a stalker, a fan, someone whose knowledge of existent is in some way but not really important and a half naked (downwards) sexually confused guy caught in front of slow on-coming headlights driven by a buch of half drunk cute girls and the non muscular gay types guys.

Warps in such a way that I have no idea wat I'm trying to say but it was real cool meeting someone you would call a mini-minor celebrity in your own world.

We still need a bassist.

I'm bored and broke $6.64 to be exact. This is boring. And it's only less than a week since pay day. *Yawn!*

Here's to the woman who took some, most or all the photos but I think some. She's cute, wears red all the time and super stressed out with work and all that shit. She needs a stiff dick... mean drink. Guys.....


   

   

   

I don't like it at home. That's my motivation to get a job.

NARC!!! NARC!!! NARC!!! NARC!!! NARC!!!


   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

Bitch post of the day

Attitude of people must change. Attitude of people towards other people must change. The way they just shout out orders to you even though you are so close to the person that you can hear him or her fart. The way they repeat orders from someone who just gave orders for what maybe to act tough or like you're in charge or to show your superiority I don't know. The way people act like they're smart and know everything and think that your're the dumbess ass in the world since people thought eggs are edible (for full explanation on why eggs are edilble, see Yarg and his eggs).

"I'm so cool. I'm so great. I can't even finish a sentence without stumbling over my words. I dish out instructions and explanation like a stick along a fence. Rath-th-th-th-th-th"

Oh did I mention that in my payslip it says peanuts? Just waiting for the time. Just waiting. grrrr.... NEXT!

I am now eating a whole tupperware of cereal, have $8 left in my bank and tonight is the start of a whole week non-stop action work through till friday. Luckily next sat's work being cancelled. Time to put on my brother's clothes and look like a bouncer who shrunk.

In one week, so many things happened. In that same one week, so many things changed. from loads of stuff to do to simply nothing left. And all I did was nothing. Maybe that's why. Maybe it's cos I did nothing. Oh well. Nothing ventured nothing gained.

These coming 2 weeks. Super busy. All of a sudden. SLAP! BANG! and a merry little WANK! ok. A HUGE ASS merry wank. Stuffs to do. Shoes to buy. Jeans to buy. Stuffs to learn. Oh man, oh man, oh man. There's is no 'no" also. It's a do or no or. Just do. Got loads of songs to learn. 5 by morrow morning and another 6 or 7 by Monday. Then I gonna find someone to hand over another 6 so I can play them. Money came in but left before I could say hi. There's still a waiting party for a new phone for some body's boobday while mine fades in and out when calls are made. Ah...well Bids got Platform's namecards done. Kudos and kudos.

I ate too much pretzels and not enough pizza that I feel like Dr. Cox and J. D. with Turk's heartburn all rolled into one. Wish it was steak instead. Oooooo.....

Stupid E-brake. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. (and to show how stupid I am, I typed stupid all 5 times instead of just copying and pasting.) Stupid!

Last night, a customer ordered 2 glaseese of Italian Red Wine. I saw a chance, I jumped. I told and showed them the Italian wine section.

"Why not get a bottle, it's more worth it, since two glasses will cost $21 but a bottle will cost $40. OR", I said and flipped to the French wine section, "IF you want, you can try the French wine cos we're having a promotion and any bottle you order entitles you to a 10% discount of the ENTIRE bill. So what do you say?"
He looks at me and say, "Ok I'll take a bottle."
"Which one?" (flips to the French section)
"This bottle." (flips back to the Italian section)
"You sure?"
"Yup."
"Ok." and proceeds to a whoo hoo! cos I sold a bottle.

LATER after the meal and the bill and he pays for everything and as usual without checking the bill he comes up and say, "Hey, there's no discount here"
"Sir, there's no discount for the Italian wine, only French"
"That's cheating, you said there was a discount"
"No sir, I said only for the French"
"No, That's cheating...."

Ok, so I said I'm sorry, miscommunication and I'll still give you the discount.
He goes, "Noooo...that's not the point, it's not about the discount, it's that you're cheating. ALL I wanted was 2 glasses of Italian red wine and this guy here comes up and tells me...blah blah blah"
Dude, rewind and see what you said in the first place AND you agreed to the bottle in the first place.
And he goes on and on and on about he's been in Singapore for 4 years (yea, stupid ang moh [not all, just this one]) and this is the first time he's getting this and goes on and insults Singaporeans saying we're cheating and shit like that and in the end we had to give him a 25% off the entire bill to make him happy. Fuck head, if you don't understand what's being told to you after 4 years here, maybe you should
a) Get out more,
b) Check and clarify your bill before paying and not throwing your credit card around like what all yuppies do, or
c) Just get the hell out and fuck off home.

All people want are just freebies. And they say kiasuism only resides in Singapore. Yea right. Fucking kiasu.

Dun you think it's a bit unfair that at most gigs, only the same ppl, same bands get to perform?

No one's home. No one's home.
I'm so bored. I'm so bored.
Think I'll walk. Think I'll walk.
Where shall I go?
What should I do?

I think there comes a point in time when you ask yourself, "Who can I rely on?" and the answer will be no one but yourself. Ironically, when this point happens, reliablility is and never will be on yourself alone. Anyone for a late night walk with cips and cool air? Wait. We don't have cool air here at night. How bout a schmoke?

Any woman out there wanna marry a guy with no job and no life? I need to get out of the house and I can't wait.

Couple of days back, I exploded one of the rear tyres of my dad's car.
Yesterday, gig at De-trash got canceled.
Today, gig at De-trash wasn't canceled.
But that doesn't change the fact that De-trash was badly organized. No contingency plan if it rained. Didn't bother to rectify problems. Sound was shitty. Some of teh organizers were snotty. Sorry. ARE snotty. Crowd consisted of that dog peeing next to the tree. Only there was no tree. SO there was no dog. No publicity. Stupid contract that we'll have to pay moolahs if we're late or didn't turn up but no one bothers to call the bands to tell them they're canceled cos it's raining so we/they just turn up to be told to go home. Oh well. Now we all know. Dun try to bang in and act but do it cos you like. Man boobies. I could do with some. Tired of looking man. Anyone for a trip down the lane of the land of Gey? :P

Be professional. Just play. And if you don't like it. Don't leave it to the last minute.

Oh man! I just recieved an email from Citibank asking me to verify my email for some dunno what bank account. I don't even have $500 in my account so that my bank doesn't deduct $2 from it everyone let alone own a Citibank accont. This is so jacked man. Talk about junk mail.

ENLARGE YOUR MANHOOD PLASTICBLACKSPECS! lol.

I just got two warning letters in less than a week for being late. One more and I'm out. I swear the bastard botak G.M. is out to get me. Bloody prejudice pig. Can't help it that I've got a life and he doesn't. If I knew I'll get a letter for being late yesterday, I wouldn't rush down but taken my own sweet time and have macdonalds or something first. So I guess I've got two options.

1) The next time I'm gonna come late, I'll take an M.C.
2) I'll just "quit" or go for a long enough break, let everything reset and start work again. Like in basketball when they sit out one season or is it game till their fouls get erased.

I think I'll go for option 1. I need the money.

Bastard.

Stupid gig on Sunday was cancelled. And I didn't even know about it till I asked. So it means that if I didn't ask, I would be waiting there with my bass like a dumb ass. Not to say I'm not one but at least I wouldn't be waiting there with my bass. Damn it! I wish people will be a little more efficient.

Ya ba dit, Ya ba dit, Ya ba dit, Ya ba dit. People are just plain bastards. We're not nice and we're always jealous or enious of other people. There is no way we can please everyone but that doesn't mean we can't try.

Whenever we go out and do anything, we're always concious but mainly semi-sub-concious of the people around us, whether they notice us, whether they approce of us, or just plain whether they are less cool than us. If they're not, then we'll go back and do something to reach another level of "coolness". As this level keeps rising and more things are added till the weight is unbearable and the trouble is too much, we go "BANG!" and everything will be dumped and we'll start from the bottom. After with the rings. Away with the chains. Away with bothering to comb your hair or choosing what to wear. Just Jump in the shower, towel down, slap on the easiest blues jeans and white tee and off you go. Hence, the only the combat the dullness and sloppiness is by doing something that most will think it's a good idea but usually is not. Like a tatoo. You really want something there you can't change for 50 years or so? Or a haircut. You really wanna save that $8 and cut your own hair? Well I did. Not the tatoo (but yes, I'd like one for the next 50 years or so), but the haircut. Yup. I when and snipped off my hair again even though I can't see the back of my head. In this way, I don't have to bother with combing or gelling or mousing or styling or whatever with my hair when I go out. I can just step out of the house after I step out of the shower and be on my way. But the minute I get to work, everyone's gonna be commenting about the hole in the side of my head due to the uneven hair cut. Oh well.

So anyway, De-trash meeting is on this Sunday, 7th of Dec at guess where....Borders! But the coffee bean thingy. And I've got a gig at around 7pm. I thing. And we're not ready yet. Nothing to do inbetween so I guess I'll just sit around at Bistro till it's time. What I'm trying to say is come sit with me and do nothing and yak abit and try to look cool together with the sloppy slouch sit and the side drag fag in our hands and making a lot of noise when chicks are around (though I hope chicks will be sitting WITH me) and not ordering anything but just maybe one (1) Ice lemon tea and eight (8) glasses of ice water, or as they say, "Ice water all round". Yup. That's what everyone does.

Opps. Quantum Spring's gig is on the 7th of Dec, Sunday around 7 pm, not 6th, Sat. Oh well. Come down and talk to me after the gig cos I won't know wat to do after that.

Borders Bistro is crazy. Borders Bistro is a mad house. Borders Bistro is all about having fun and laughing your way from the door to the table. Seriously. Most of my fun time is spent there. Actually most of my time is spent there. Come down on a day when the main key people are there and start a conversation with them. I guarentee you, madness. All we do is laugh and talk kok and just much around. Of course we do our work and not slack on the service, but you don't see us standing around stoning. i think we do. But when we don't, We're just, did I mention? laughing. I don't know why I'm saying this but I also don't know what's gonna happen when Sean goes back. But we'll survive. Once you start, you just can't stop. Just don't act all high and mighty and piss people off. Just be nice and nice. Remember. Never piss off F&B people. They might spit in your Portobello Mushrooms.


So it turns out I've got my hands full next week till next year. December is filled with work and gigs, and of course pratice (not going so good so far). I'm working my ass off and I'm still broke. I tried to get as many shifts as I can this month since I can't afford to go anywhere and rather than stay at home I might as well work...but I counted roughly how much I'll be getting this month and it's still crap. I'm just waiting. Once I get my own transport, I'm gonna freelance abit more and up my rates. $50 a day is not getting me anywhere. I mean, I work hard. I don't slack. I learn, if people are willing to teach. And I mean really teach. I act professionally. Well....I mean....what I'm trying to say is.....I don't just "ah...ok what?!" I don't argue back, much. Really. I listen. Or try to. I get the job done. Though I'm always late. Must be the lack of sleep cos I'M WORKING!!??!! Anyway. I'm a freelance audio engineer for hire who'll do just about anything I can or will try to and I don't rip people off if they don't rip me off. Which leads to.....

I was screwing something the other day at work. Unfortunately not screwing someone, with a screwdriver. Actually I was using a screwdriver to not screw something when it (the screwdriver) slipped and I got cut on my left index finger. At the point where the fingertips meet the strings of the

(a) guitar,
(b) bass or
(c) a and b but not at the same time.

Now I'm playing with just 3 fingers. Damn!



Yammer abit....I'm currently playing in 4 bands.

Chapter 24: Classic rock.
Eugene's Moment of truth: Whatever comes around.
Soundcard: Alt-Emo-core rock thingy.
Quantum Spring: Some Christian band. Yes. Christian band.

Gigs lined up so far.

6th Dec. 730pm. Outside Orchard MRT. Some Charity Event. Quantum Spring.
20th Dec. 2pm. Large grass patch opp. Hereen. De-Trash. Chapter 24.
21th Dec. 330pm. Large grass patch opp. Hereen. De-Trash. Eugene's Moment of Truth.
21th Dec. 7pm. Large grass patch opp. Hereen. De-Trash. Quantum Spring.

Damn Soundcard didn't get any gigs. Better get new strings or I'm gonna die on stage and in the studio. The strings on my bass are of such a heavy guage that the tention is so hard. I think I gotta drop to Medium or Medium Light guage. 100 - .45 should be ok. But I like the tone of heavier strings. Oh well. Compromise have to be done.


I think I should wash myself.

Change of dates

Chapter 24, Eugene's Moment of Truth, International Slumber Party , Metalgunz and Mistaken Identity will be performing at De-Trash on the 20th and 21st of Dec. Check them out.

Chapter 24, Eugene's Moment of Truth, International Slumber Party , Metalgunz and Mistaken Identity will be performing at De-Trash on the 19th, 20th and 21st of Dec. Check them out.

17th November. 21 more days till pay day. I can hardly wait.

Eugene's Moment of Truth will be performing an acoustic set with Mistaken Identity this Sunday, the 16th of November at 8pm at Retro Cafe. Come down, relax and sheesha.

Ah...a break after a not so long week. And I'm sick with the sniffles and the cough-os and the broke mans. Ouch. Ya. Even though I just got my paycheck, I have now...errr...I think $30.67 in my bank.

I have a grand total of (drum roll please).......$0.67 cents in my bank. Thanks to the $0.02 interest. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Pay day doesn't come for another week. But even then....Perfect time to go on a fasting/diet/Slim 10 4 7 days/Extrime/Weight Lost Program/WOW! I lost 35 pounds in 7 days thanks to being broke program.