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[02 Oct 2008|05:58pm] |
I don't know why I bother to post when this blog pretty much just sits here running its cobweb factory.
I've been watching my Simpsons season 1 DVD since this morning. Just bought it; I buy stuff backwards most of the time.
Speaking of DVDs..something funny: Video Ezy called me the other day, saying I owed them about ONE THOUSAND EIGHT HUNDRED BUCKS for a DVD and a VCD (!!!) that Leanne and I borrowed from them three years ago. Anyway, I don't have to pay them that much, hahaha. I just found the whole thing pretty surreal. I mean, it's not everyday that someone gets called to pay a $1800 video fine right? And that was way before I started my DVD collection. Now I just buy everything. Well, Leanne and I were poor, bored things before. And Video Ezy was near Veneza and we always went there for ice cream so...
Ha and Huyen are coming here end October. We were supposed to hit Bangkok but Huyen's afraid cause of the political uprising. Ha is thinking of either Hong Kong or Bali for Christmas. I want to spend it tubing and boozing in Laos, but I guess that will have to wait.
I am totally off alcohol though. But I will make an exception for Laos. Plus I want to see the temples there anyway.
Was playing at the Amber Lounge, the place to be for the whole Formula 1 afterparty. Formula 1 is not football so I don't really give a fuck haha. Hands hurt like a bitch because the boss man made me play the darbuka and obviously there's no mic-ing.
I'm bored again. Gonna pop some popcorn and watch some ol' black and whites now. Later dudes.
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[25 Jul 2008|04:46pm] |
So I got back from Vietnam. Ten days turned into a month, long story. Pictures up on Facebook. The music was awesome, though nobody below the age of forty seems to appreciate it as much as I do, heh.
Although I was supposed to stay only in Hanoi, I ended up going to a bunch of different provinces, and also Ha Long Bay, Hoi An, and Hue, for the bi-annual Hue Festival. With Ha's Thang Long Theatre, or singing trio V-Pop, or other dance group Carmen.
I also (almost) used a 500 year old toilet...
I hate the food, but everything else is cool. I bought a bunch of drums and djembe looking things...don't know what they're called cause there every drum-like instrument is called a "trong". And I also bought loads of mouth harps to irritate people with. They look very much like those Tibetan ones.
People over there think I'm a punk so I got lots of offers to take heroin by junkies off the street. And one heroin den was directly above my favourite Mandarin orange juice store! Some poorly concealed trapdoor in the ceiling. Reminds me of those brothels that were raided in India.
Ha practically paid for everything and chauffeured me around day and night. The only time she would ever take my cash was for parking. And she paid for all my cigarettes and booze. I felt really bad so one day I brought her to a mega expensive Japanese food restaurant and found out later that she doesn't like Japanese food. Or seafood for that matter.
We were at a beach in Hoi An and I set a small crab before her and cracked it open and put all the meat in a bowl, and then I told her to LEARN. But she still didn't like it. Oh well. It was just a crab! I spent a week ingesting all the weird greens and soupy things she fed me! Before I broke and begged for KFC.
Everyone there is really nice and they do baby me a little but that's okay, since I'm definitely not in my element there, haha. And I've basically learned how to ask for whatever I want in Vietnamese, and I am pretty damn good with the profanities too. The folks there love teaching me phrases and have me recite them back to them. Especially the vulgar stuff. In turn I teach them the different variables of "fuck" and its counterparts. And how to swear in many different languages.
But really, they are really sweet. When I drank myself sick they would take care of me, and when I caught a cold they would do this nose rubbing thing for me which felt kind of strange but the effort was appreciated. And because Ha is a bit of a celebrity there things are a little more convenient. The dancers from Carmen are dead set on making me learn Vietnamese, so funny haha.
I will be off to KL to play for the next World Drums Festival which is at the start of August. Am looking forward to seeing countries like Colombia and Senegal there. Vietnam won't be attending after all. But no matter, cause I'll be there for another month right after the drums festival. And I'll be heading down to Thailand in October. The Vietnamese folks have asked me to spend Christmas with them! How cute haha. I just might, since I am waiting for them to make me the huge Vietnamese equivalent of the drumset and I want to check and test it.
Off to Meritus Mandarin for Founders' Day dinner now. Cheerio.
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[12 May 2008|12:42pm] |
I'm off to Hanoi, Vietnam, on Thursday. Thank god. It's goodbye to all those damn kids I have to teach! Well at least for about a month, cause by the time I'm back they'll all be having their June hols so ha-de-ha.
My aunt (the one who hates my mother) is so cute. She has been trying to find alternative diet sources for me cause she knows I am totally not down with the vegetable-based diet in Vietnam :(
Well I guess I can always eat the worm-patty thing.
Later days folks!
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[22 Apr 2008|02:22am] |
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In exactly a week from today, I will be trucking down all on my lonesome to Genting Highlands. Hai and the Vietnamese theatre will be there for approximately a week to play from some cultural showcase. It's on everyday, 1-8pm, so that'll give me a pretty good chance to get more familiar with the wide variety of drums.
You can place orders for Non La - Vietnamese conical hats, with me. I reckon I'll have way too much free time on my hands so I might as well learn to make something that can be used around the equator. Don't expect anything too fancy.
Now the problem is booking the fucking hotel room. Fully booked, every goddamn one of them. Hai says I can just go along with her, but I think that's rather imposing. See, I have managed to retain my manners. Well done me...
Percussion shopping on Wednesday with Zsa and Kelvin. If all goes well and this project kicks off, Claire, Zsa, and I will be working together again. And I'll be given tonnes of creative freedom with a variety of ethnic percussion. Kelvin called to say his Pakistani contact has agreed to bring in a Tabla and a Dholak for me. Am stoked! Will probably get some Ipu gourd dums from Hawaii, if the sound isn't too jarring.
Ever so often I get this little pang from missing the feelings derived from sitting down playing a boring ol' drumset. And I kinda feel guilty for calling it boring too. And agreeing when aesthetic audiophiles like Kelvin call it boring. But I really do get this fantastical burning sensation when I delve into these more obscure musical explorations.
I have been corresponding with Mr. Kaname, the Taiko drummer from Japan whom I met at the Drums Festival, he's the most awesome old man. I feel terrible knowing that he has to use a translation software to communicate with me. He encourages me all the time, because he thinks I have "vitality and passion, and will become a splendid musician". It really does move me...
And he tells the coolest stories, like one about a man who sold cotton to a fox! They're Japanese folk stories. And since deep down I'm really just a kid, I very much enjoy his story-telling sessions.
Oh well. I can't believe that stupid drum fest changed my life so dramatically! It was never a really big thing for me, cause I was rather bummed out by the *ahem* company I was with. I even made plans to come back earlier than everyone else! And then I went there and met so many great people are realized what a fucking oyster I had stuck myself in by thumping on my little 5-piece in some club somewhere.
Talk about exposure. I was totally whipped across the face by exposure man.
And so, we are returning for the next drum fest in July/August. And this time, I made plans to go earlier, so I'll be back playing with the Blues band at The Duke, and I'll be hanging with the other countries till my fellow stuffy Singaporeans arrive. I'll have a blast - doing what I love to do best at The Duke, and spending the days learning; and learning is what I was meant to do. Woo, killing two big birds with one stone!
In any case, I better get back to trying to sort out my accommodation in Genting. Or not. I'd probably have to end up in a KL hotel. Humbug indeed.....
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Well, I'm really bored and I'd be at O Bar right now with Buddy if I hadn't gone and poked my eyeball. Yeah, no kidding!
Anyway, no I didn't die and float to heaven with my harp; have just been crazy busy doing all those drums/percussion workshops with rugrats and doing the gigs that roll by. And as for the sporadic bursts of uncontactability, well I've lost my mobile thrice since January, once each month. So go figure.
No Formula One Grand Prix pics to share though, cause I forgot to charge my camera before I left. Too bad. It was the most relaxing overseas gig EVER. It's good being the only girl in the percussion group cause you get a nice big hotel room all to yourself. And I have just discovered the wonders of foot reflexology. I used to steer clear cause of my battered knee and feet, but it does feel quite interesting. I have deduced that, apart from feeding myself well and going for manicures, I do not take good enough care of my being. Not good. From now on, I will focus on zen and wellness. Yup.
Geez, every time I buy a pack of cigarettes I miss playing outside of Pore even more.
Will be off again in April, July, and August. Lots of stuff lined up, including the next chapter of the World Drums Festival. It's a hectic gig, but the folks are great.
Okay I'm off. Peace folks.
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Here are some shots of the World Drums Festival. I took some shots at the pocket shows and dry run, so they look, uh, weird.
That's the Thai team
One of the Malaysian teams
These folks are the sweetest! That's Japan right there!
Thang Long Theatre from Vietnam
Enggar & Associates from Indonesia
Fundacion Aje from Venezuela
Trinity College from Sri Lanka. Mad good...
Just a tiny part of the fucking huge group of combined musicians
That's my man from Japan, Mr. Sato!
I love the fact that there are penguins in the hotel! :)
Jamming in the bus
The bosses and me
Jamming in the street
Hai and Quynh from Vietnam. Seriously, all the guys were ogling the Vietnamese girls, haha
Stephen Murray
His wife Duanne
This dude's a really good traditional Viet drummer
Hai, or Hia, I still don't dare ask her to spell it cause I've asked her half a dozen times already and still can't remember, is gonna bring me around Hanoi when I make the trip down the next few couple of months. I don't really know how that's possible, since she performs everyday, is a recording artiste who has new work in production, is in god knows how many different dance/theatre goups, AND, owns a boutique and what she calls a house of culture.
Oh well, she said she can make herself free as and when she likes. Plus, I am her most favourite (double superlative) Singapore export okay. Quynh, or Quingh, I keep forgetting as well, has asked me to check out the traditional water puppets performance as well. I definitely will, since it is after all a long-standing cultural tradition that I wouldn't want to miss; but I really do hate puppets. And I don't want to see them frolicking about in the water.
I am really looking forward to my shot of cobra blood, however. Yeah okay, I guess that's disgusting, but still!
I am starting a country club gig in March though, I just found out. Either six nights or three nights a week. I'm also starting to teach (drums and percussion) at Nanyang on Tuesday and this is gonna suck up 16 weeks of my life! Ugh. Fine, I'm sort of happy at the cashflow, but hello, I need to make it down to Hanoi before the weather gets hot and humid! :(
T-Rex is gonna be following me for the next trip by the way. She wants to pick up bedsheets.
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So I'm into my third day here in KL, for the World Festival of Drums. Managed to skive off a meeting to use the ONLY computer here in the entire Duta Vista Executive Suites. Jesus.
Apart from the horrible things, like me losing my phone on the very first day of arrival (may the new owner rot in hell with a tidal wave of herpes), being made to wake up for the complimentary breakfast just cause the guys in my group want the free food, and attending the fucking gruelling sound checks and dry runs, things have been pretty damn awesome.
So every night since, I've been playing at a Blues and Rock bar upstairs! The band there is great, and it's fantastic to be able to wander into a bar and meet heaps of new people through playing music.
Last night the coach drove all of us through the streets in a convoy, and we basically jammed all the way down the street and threw flyers everywhere. It was mad crazy; at one time this crippled man with a wheelchair and a bag emblazoned with "Blues Rocks", he wheeled himself over and started singing and dancing, and b-boys were pulling their moves in front of us. Loads of awesome shit. We were playing together non-stop in the coach itself, trying out everyone else's instruments and stuff.
And earlier, in the coach going towards the Dataran Merdeka for a dry run, I ended up with the traditional drummers of Japan and Java, and none od us could speak a common language! But we were doing all sorts of stupid stuff like showing our national currencies, drawing, doing magic tricks, and teaching each other how to play a bit on our instruments! So, I have been tooting on the Japanese flute, and me and the Jap dude were playing beats on the pipes and walls outside the hotel, until everyone inside could hear!
Yeah I'm rambling, but that's cause in the midst of everything, I'm really enjoying this, and I wish we could stay longer. Well maybe without the guys from the group heh; they are pretty ass anti-social here.
Will be back soon. Photos up the next time as well. Cheers!
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Hello. Am up for my early morning smoke. Hands aching like a bitch; had a Rhythm Masala practice.
We are going to Kuala Lumpur to play for the World Drums Festival! Will be playing for their New Years countdown as well...so long Pore!
Oh yeah.
In case you haven't heard, Pore, represented by Hady Mirza, won Asian Idol. Right. Someone snort with me. IMO, he was crap compared to the rest of them.
My god, I feel like such a loser having watched that. Moving on.
Incubus is coming.
The Police is coming.
Suzanne Vega is coming.
Broken Social Scene is coming.
:)
2008 will be the year man. I will be 22, which is like crossing the threshold for me - 21 always seemed like the last year of youth. Which means I have to become skin-care crazy like T-Rex and Mo and buy all the shit to make myself look young :(
Plus I'll be done with school For about a year. And that means I have to amass a huge collection of drum stuff to make myself happy, and to assist my music of course. In turn, I have to work more for more money, or get more credit cards and try not to fall into debt.
I also have to get more tattoos because my old ones are asking for company (I hope Kammie doesn't read this).
It's gonna be a busy year. I must swear upon the (ex)life of Keano the dead hamster (God rest his soul) that I will work hard and not be lazy.
Maybe I should buy a hamster. Life's gotten lonelier without him, seriously. I know everyone called him the Commando Hamster for having survived me for so long, BUT I TOOK REAL GOOD CARE OF HIM OKAY.
Before I get even more miserable.....
Buddy is damn funny. I brought her to get some tattoos yesterday, and after HOURS of deliberation, and me surviving a crushed finger, she got TWO. Brave right? Haha. Now I can say I know someone who has a Mickey Mouse tattoo! BUDDY I MEAN THAT IN A GOOD WAY!!
Okay I need to continue planning my Wednesday. Fuck I'm damn forgetful. This is bad. BUT I have so many organizers and notebooks so that helps.
Cheers folks.
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[08 Nov 2007|12:06pm] |
Omg I just read something hilarious.
Scientists are running tests on lab mice to see if being around humans has any effect on them, so they've put a cardboard cutout of Paris Hilton in the lab and apparently, the male mice seem to calm down from stress and pain when she's around. Wtf???
So the male mice would stop licking their injection wounds when they have their ass Paris cutout. But it has no effect on female mice.
I swear, Dlisted really has some funny ass shit.
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[07 Nov 2007|07:36am] |
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I'm posting something cause I like typing on my laptop and pretending that I'm a fast typer. Those that know me well enough to know that I only type with two fingers know that isn't entirely true. Although I am rather quick for a two-fingered typist. O the shame.
Anyway, I'm starting my gigs at Red Bar this week. Every Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. 7.30pm too. I will be playing on a full stomach so expect me to sound worse. Hoho.
It's good cause this is the first place that lets me end before midnight. Plus the alcohol's a big, BIG draw. Yeah call me a cheapo. I don't give a rat's ass!
I did a plug n' play gig there this Halloween. With all the administrative problems, I ended up on stage with Mark and Din Malmsteem, a fantastic guitarist I hadn't had a chance to meet since two years ago, and we basically churned out a bunch of Soul/Blues/R&B on the spot. Till the crowd started chanting "ROCK"...and then, we totally let fly ;)
Speaking of rock...Ronnie James Dio is still going strong after all these years! Those who crammed their asses into Fort Canning would remember 'Heaven and Hell', the song, and the red devilish light. Woo awesome!
I must find a nice horror movie to scare myself with today. Cause then I won't sleep so soundly and it'll be easier to wake up for school tomorrow. Claire and I watched "Unrest" the other day and it was...weird. It wasn't exactly screamo-scary but they were fucking with the dead and spirits so it was quite creepy. But we played Playstation after that so it was cool. I need to buy more games.....
Okay I'm gonna scoot. Have been drinking too much Snapple these past few days. I like the Snapple Facts. And yes, I know I can get them online, but where's the fun in that!
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[14 Oct 2007|11:29pm] |
I hate Pore. Really I do. Have been trying to find someone/someplace that sells vintage turntables so I can start playing vinyls, but I can't seem to find any fucking lead on this. Either that, or my online searching skills are equivalent to horse shit. I know there used to be a store somewhere selling them, the entire set complete with amps and speakers, but it's gone now.
So fucking frustrating. Well yeah so I've decided to extend my hobby of collecting things to vinyls now. Yep. I have amassed a rather nice CD and DVD collection, in terms of audio shizz, and it's time to move on, and move backwards. Vinyls are the bomb man. The sounds are pure sex. I am ready to fuck the digital age and go old-school. And I gotta start buying them before the price balloons even more once the player becomes more obsolete than it already is.
Hmm maybe the Memphis Music dude knows. That's the thing about Pore; there are vinyls here and there, and absolutely no players! When people buy vintage stuff all they think about are clothes. Stupid stupid Pore. All the player parts and Numarks and Crosleys are floating about eBay. Why can't they sell them here?? Shipping will kill man. Didn't we go through the vinyl playing age of hippies and rock and roll with the rest of the world? Humbug to the moon.
If anyone can point me in the right direction, I will be eternally grateful :)
But it's best for me to remain pessimistic so if I do get a response I will be even more thrilled.
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[14 Oct 2007|09:11am] |
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Bah, some of you have been giving me grief over the photo in the previous post :(
Damn you all, I really passed okay! For those who only knew me after MG, you guys don't understand! But anyways, I found another one! Or rather, Jem found another one. Seriously Jem, I can remember you going around with your camera way before anyone else did, and now the rest of us have something to laugh at. It's been, what, at least five years? Good god.
I guess I wasn't really studying but I know I was doing some A-Math assignment.
It's fucking depressing, when it's raining so damn heavily and you just can't fall asleep.
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O maan..I cannot believe all the weird stuff I've been finding on Facebook! Namely, the trip down memory lane (geez, that sounds so cliche) that Jem's vids and pics provide. I mean, look at this!
I was damn fucking happy that day man. And Jem, tht stupid comment Lindy made, the one about you getting a distinction for Chinese oral only cause I WENT IN BEFORE YOU..utter bullshit okay! O fine I guess it was funny...
I am gonna take my dad's advice and go for a haircut, although I've been (painstakingly) trying to grown my hair for months. Apart from my bandmates, other people have started to say that I look like a pervert! Like you Kammie :(
So, it's time for a change. Or I shall just bleach my whole head again and turn my hair into straw.
School starts tomorrow for me. I am gonna be there okay, watch me!
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[09 Oct 2007|03:03am] |
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I need to go to school. It started three weeks ago and I still have yet to make my appearance! Fuck man. But o well. I've had double the holiday duration, which probably also means I'll be doubly sad when I return to school. Time to wallow in sarcasatic, sardonic hell.
Anyway, Resident Evil Extinction. Just before watching it, I came across an article with her newly huge picture on it; and Alice could never be the same for me.
But I don't care, she's still hot. And any pregnant woman has the right to beef up on bagels and peanut butter.
Lunch at Hanabi with Jem and Kammie Kamster. Been a long time but it's still all good huh :)
God, everyone's growing up. And growing up fast too. I miss being a kid, seriously.
O, and I have finally gotten Facebook, after being egged by so many people for so many months. Not that I've done anything with the account so far. Hmm. Come on man, look at my frickin' ugly LJ, do you really expect anything in terms of my capability of technical aesthetics? Haha.
Wrapping this up. Later days.
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Man last night was fucked up man. My playing was in total shambles! At least it's scared enough to make me turn back to my metronome.
Charis brought her cool pierced Mom down to The Wrench too. Yet another addition to the birthday folks there. Heh we still have yet to do a birthday song. I hope it's as cheesy as hell, for some reason.
Anyways, it was Dots' birthday the day before, so a huge ass shout out to her! Yep, the most important birthday of all :)
Kammie you ass, you didn't come over after that! I will be seeing you tomorrow anyway and we can go try to scare ourselves shitless watching crappy horror shows. You can watch from between your fingers :)
Okay, chow time. Later.
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[25 Sep 2007|10:45am] |
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I am getting a new phone. Which is rather sad cause nothing will ever be as slim as my old one but well, it kept getting damaged because of its fragility. Humbug indeed.
Big thanks out to Ade and Rita for dropping by The Wrench the other day :)
It's quite a bummer that we have such a long break between the second and third set.
Breakfast with Bum on Wednesday. Did I just say breakfast? God. But yeah, it will be a good thing.
The dude at Memphis music just told me that I was a rocker! I am not a rocker!!
O, Dots and I watched Noroi The Curse the other day and it was kind of retarded and disjointed and filled with continuity oddities but who gives a shit, it's Japanese! After producing Kurosawa, they're entitled to pull shit like that! Fortunately I didn't dream of discarded baby foetuses that night, urghh.
Many months back, Dots told me to use this Optrex eye wash thing for some eye irritation shit that was buggin' on me. So I'm back to using it for yet another itchy as hell eye thing and it doesn't seem to be working! Fuck. So I'm trooping around with my specs and being told that they look gay and/or Elton John-esque. And yet the Memphis music dude can call me a rocker. Right.....
And there is something seriously wrong with me. I have been waking up at seven in the fucking a.m. everyday regardless of what time I sleep! Am I chasing the age clock or some shit? But then, I guess I start getting super sleepy by mid afternoon. All this will have to change when I start school this Thursday.
Someone please insert the world's biggest groan of misery here.
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Keeping with tradition, I skipped the first week of school, which doesn't really count for much cause I only have two fucking days a week for shitty modules like Short Media Production and Interactive Entertainment. Okay I guess shitty is just me being subjective but I can bet you those two modules are gonna pose problems, me being the technophobe of the century. Bah.
And, I have a bone to pick; all the fucking movies that have been coming out are CRAP. And it's not that I've only been watching the lousy ones...I have watched almost all of them and they all suck. I am gonna give "Premonition" a try today. I know it's gonna be bad but it's the only supposedly scary show I haven't caught yet. Or, if I change my mind when I'm there, I will watch "Waitress". Too bad the girl dies for real, no, not Keri Russell.
My thoughts are so sporadic yet so non-existent and I miss my PS2.
And suddenly I feel bad cause Buddy messaged me but I was napping and didn't reply. And I haven't seen her for so long. I didn't even get to see her when she last came back cause I was down with possibly the worst bout of flu in my life, coupled with some fucking African heatwave-esque fever.
This is kinda what happens when you wake up at seven in the morning when you know you're not supposed to. Does that even make sense? Probably not.
O well. Am off for my morning smoke.
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[10 Sep 2007|06:15am] |
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No, I am not dead. Been very occupied lately with activities which I cannot seem to recall. Apparently my holiday is about to end! Which is rather sad. My weeks are slightly busier now, with the inclusion of weekly gigs at The Wrench Saloon. Come visit us there, 17 Jalan Klapa, along Victoria Street.
Am playing with The Nobles now. Claire, ex-MG; omg I can't believe I'm playing with someone from MG. But it's a good thing this time :) Zsa on lead vocals and occasional rhythm guitar, Haizal/Hans on lead guitar, and my rhythm partner Mark Zaccheus on bass.
Claire is the violinist and does backing vox. Eat your heart out folks, I've got a violinist! Haha.
We've been fooling around in the studio a lot, so when we landed the gig, it was like two days to the start and we had about five songs to our name! We had one jam to chuck 30 songs into our repertoire for our first night! But we did it, and we'll be at The Wrench every Saturday; so catch us there, the anamoly in the biker bar.
On an opposite note, I'm rather miserable as well cause I thumped the shit out of my old PS2 (in an attempt to fix the sound), and bought a new slim and white and cool PS2, modded it and everything, only to discover that it couldn't play a hell lot of my old games! Like all the factory pressed ones. But it can pretty much play all the crappy self-burnt ones. It is too well modded man. Ugh.
I have a whole list of things to do but I can't fucking remember.
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I just opened my email and my eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets when I saw the list of ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SEVEN songs I have to learn. By this Thursday. And we're jamming at one in the morning again, so watch me struggle to get to school.
Dear god. I haven't touched some of this stuff man. Don't Cha by The Pussycat Dolls.
I feel like...you know how it was like when I just started out or something, and I really REALLY had to learn my songs and shit. It wasn't like nowadays when I get a new songlist and like, 99% of it's already in my personal repertoire.
Collecting the new Zildjian K Hybrid splash this evening.
And Shure E3C earphones coming up hooweee!
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