Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Good Vibrations 2007 @ Fort Canning Park
We caught Cutcopy's set after dinner. They weren't brilliant during their set at the event but with better sounds from the audio systems, they might have sounded better. Their songs got alittle too predictable after a while and there weren't much stage presence.
Jurassic 5. The guys I have longed to watch. When I heard Beastie Boys and Jurassic 5 are playing at this event, I almost fainted. I listened to their stuff two years back and I digged what I heard. Due to the faulty audio systems, Jurassic 5 took an hour to appear on stage and their set was cut short. Jurassic 5 has earned themselves to be an awesome and incredible live act. The faulty sound systems obviously didn't do them any justice. Within that short set of theirs, they did manage to do some songs from their latest album, Feedback.
Beastie Boys was up next after Jurassic 5. It was midnight when they came on stage. Their set would definitely be one of the most memorable set I watched in 2007. The Beastie Boys, known for performing in matching suits, awed the crowd with their energy, stage antics and their selection of songs, with songs even from their early year's Ill Communication album, showing us the punk band origin. They greeted the crowd with 'Intergalactic' in their enchored set. I remember the music video of 'Intergalactic' in which a giant robot goes into battle with a giant squid. Heh. The crowd went mad with their last song, 'Sabotage'. I moshed with the crowd, not feeling any pain at all, when I had people hitting me in the head when they jumped and people stepping on my toes when they landed on the ground. All in the name of good music. I left the event with 'Brass Monkey' stuck in my head. ... "Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey... Brass Monkey, junkie... That funky Monkey..."
FLEA.FLY.FLO.FUN @ Home Club
I LOVE my Canon 400D
my 2 adorable nephews
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
The wedding of Wan from Astreal
stargazing night at The Muse concert (Fort Canning Hill)
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
What a day!
I had a bad day. Day at work went from smooth to disastrous, with the thought of the SXSW event at the back of my head. The thing about me is that I can survive every inch of setback as long as I see the end in sight. The wait for the approval of my leave for the event is menacing. Whatever happened today at work makes me feel like being in a cage, without a key.
Some famous person ever said that when one is happy, possibilities are boundless and when one is depressed, all one can do is sit around and be miserable, paralysed by despair. That is so true. Optimism is the most astonishing value I can achieve right now; the crucial “mind over matter”.
We live in a dark and cynical world. The only thing that awaits us at the end of the rainbow is a leprechaun with a pot of shit. No carebears. No pot of gold, that’s for sure. Whatever happened today just reaffirms it.
The red tapes and grey zones are so palpable. People who sits in their office, answering emails, sneaking up at you while you work, hoping to catch you off guard, drafting letters and memos, in their “flowery” and most “politically correct” standard format, proclaiming whatever they do at work, which would probably include changing the empty toilet rolls with fresh ones and replenishing printer papers at the printers. These people make up majority of people who live their lives like normal people, sleeping before midnight and waking up in time for work in the morning. They are too busy in their so-called “purposeful” pursuit of life to participate in any kind of sideshow or any form of “nonsense” that will eventually leave them crazy, sad and empty.
These people reminds me of parents who tell their children that freedom of speech gets you into trouble, learning art and music is a waste of time, watching too much tv instead of doing your ten-year series three times over will make you end up, sweeping the streets. The matter of fact is that we are all meshed up together, all a reflection of one another, as if we were of a pot of stew in which all the ingredients affect the flavour. I watched the air-con repairman came into the office to do his work. I watched the cleaner clear up the trash in the office everyday, at work. I salute these people. Without them, we won’t be as efficient or even have a proper, clean and comfortable environment to work in.
Okay, im digressing as usual. I should learn to get to the chase and talk to the point. This whole Tony Buzan’s mindmapping skill is not doing me any good. Anyway, I had a rough day at work and this will go on till 2010, when I waved my sweetest goodbye. Till the day the curtain drops on all these melodramas. To a place with no “boxes”. To a place where people really mean it when they asked you to “think out of the box” and are able to accept disruption to their daily “normal“ routines. I wonder if I cash in my experience gathered here at work, I will even be able to afford to get myself a copy of “The Straits Times” to look at the Jobs Classified.
Some famous person ever said that when one is happy, possibilities are boundless and when one is depressed, all one can do is sit around and be miserable, paralysed by despair. That is so true. Optimism is the most astonishing value I can achieve right now; the crucial “mind over matter”.
We live in a dark and cynical world. The only thing that awaits us at the end of the rainbow is a leprechaun with a pot of shit. No carebears. No pot of gold, that’s for sure. Whatever happened today just reaffirms it.
The red tapes and grey zones are so palpable. People who sits in their office, answering emails, sneaking up at you while you work, hoping to catch you off guard, drafting letters and memos, in their “flowery” and most “politically correct” standard format, proclaiming whatever they do at work, which would probably include changing the empty toilet rolls with fresh ones and replenishing printer papers at the printers. These people make up majority of people who live their lives like normal people, sleeping before midnight and waking up in time for work in the morning. They are too busy in their so-called “purposeful” pursuit of life to participate in any kind of sideshow or any form of “nonsense” that will eventually leave them crazy, sad and empty.
These people reminds me of parents who tell their children that freedom of speech gets you into trouble, learning art and music is a waste of time, watching too much tv instead of doing your ten-year series three times over will make you end up, sweeping the streets. The matter of fact is that we are all meshed up together, all a reflection of one another, as if we were of a pot of stew in which all the ingredients affect the flavour. I watched the air-con repairman came into the office to do his work. I watched the cleaner clear up the trash in the office everyday, at work. I salute these people. Without them, we won’t be as efficient or even have a proper, clean and comfortable environment to work in.
Okay, im digressing as usual. I should learn to get to the chase and talk to the point. This whole Tony Buzan’s mindmapping skill is not doing me any good. Anyway, I had a rough day at work and this will go on till 2010, when I waved my sweetest goodbye. Till the day the curtain drops on all these melodramas. To a place with no “boxes”. To a place where people really mean it when they asked you to “think out of the box” and are able to accept disruption to their daily “normal“ routines. I wonder if I cash in my experience gathered here at work, I will even be able to afford to get myself a copy of “The Straits Times” to look at the Jobs Classified.
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