We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear, you were the first star that I’d see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know.
At least there’s you, and at least there’s me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?

Rantology

Dear Dad,

Thank you for bringing me up and seeing me through my childhood and my adolescent years. Thank you for seeing me through Primary School, Secondary School and JC. Thank you for being there for me when I enlisted, and for going through all those rough patches I had.

Thank you, but fuck you.

Fuck you for being that calculative, callous assflute in my life. Fuck you for always denying me what I want because YOU think that it isn’t good. Fuck you for assuming that you’re always right. Fuck you for making me feel as if I owe this family a debt that I’ll never be able to pay back.

There’re times when I long to come home and just bum around, just to be at home. But with you, you make my life at home purgatory with your callous remarks, insensitive comments and your constant nagging. I may look back 10-20 years from now and regret saying such stuff, or even thinking about them, but in the mean time, the ability to curse, swear and rant it all out is something that you can’t deny me.

Thank you, but fuck you too.

Super Mario meets Vadrum

Ok props to him for prog-metalling super mario brothers, but much love to him for his chops and his kit. Check this out http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZqwvjwqwK4.

And while you’re at it, check out this Snare Solo for Pasic 2006, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0PHf6QagV7k

Of talks and long rides

The little hokkien composition that I leeched off from somewhere aside, I had a nice talk with Sadaf after sending her home from Sarah’s place, and what struck me was what she said, and I guess that’s the line that I completely agree with. Something along the line of “Don’t judge me by what I do, but by who I am. Whatever I do, it’s ultimately my choice, so accept me for who I am, what I am, and don’t expect me to change or conform just because you don’t like it.”

Cheebye I also don’t know how to phrase properly. If you don’t understand wtf I’m trying to say please ask me yourself because its 3.30am and I’m beginning to sprout rubbish.

Two thumbs up for my new-found bitching partner.

Q: Singalella why become rich ? (60m)

Koo zhar wu chee ay char bor kia,
Singalella.

She got two sisters, but the
stepmarder and the
sisters all damn guai-lan, so she
quite jia-lat
oso.

Last time Singalella got own maid, but
now she
become the amah.

Everyday must cook lah, clean lah,
simi sai mah
bao-kah-liao.

If her sister say liak kar zhuak, she
liak.

Tak jit zho kah tau-hin.

CPF poon boh.

But then, kay piak eh ah-pek got one
son call Ah
Ming got party.

So he say, “oii, long chong lai ah.”

Singalella very happy because she
never go party
before but then her step-marder
say, “lim nama
eh-
sai kee, this one bahru lu eh sisters
wu standard.”

Then Singalella must zho sui-sui for
her sisters
and step-marder.

da pai how, buay zhia, buay koon and
buay pang-
sai.

That night she only can wave bye bye
and then
she go back to the kitchen and cook
Maggi mee.

Her neighbour came over and ask, “Eh,
an-zhua le
boh kee party?”

So Singaalella kong, “I-wan, laobu
kong buay-sai,
so boh bian”

She never expect but the neighbour
say, “Aiyah,
kee lah, I give you money.”

So singalella brush teef and zhang-
zhui, chen-kor,
after that look very different.

She quickly run to opposite of the beh-
chia-lor,
already 11 o’clock.

At the party, Ah Ming also quite sian
because the
char bor all boh sui one.

Dance floor even got one ah pek
dancing.

Just as Ah Ming told himself, “Aiyah
see-pay zhia-
lat”, Singalella came in.

Ah Ming straight away lau nuar.

“Wah-lau eh, see-pay heng ah, chee kor
buay
pai.”

Ah Ming say to Singalella, “eh, sui
eh, wah ai kah
lee zho flen!”

Singalella say ok but Ah Ming like
octopus, touch
here touch there.

But then just it was 12 o’clock, one
ah pek die on
the dance floor.

He become ghost and tell Singalella
all the good
4D number.

So after that Singalella quickly go
and buy 4D, and
then tiok tau-pio, zhit-pak ban.

So she pay back the kay-piak eh lau-
kay-poh and
then kah kee cho sen-lee.

Simi kuan eh sen-lee wah mana eh zhai.

This is my shield,
I bear it before me in battle,
But it is not mine alone.
It protects my brother on my left.
It protects my city.
I will never let my brother out of its shadow,
Nor my city out of its shelter.
I will die
with my shield before me
Facing the enemy.

Update…

Here’s an update for all you “loyal” visitors to my blog (grand total of 25 trolls naohiah). I’ve not been updating much recently due to certain mitigating factors.

Firstly, I’ve started working at Yamaha, so I won’t be able to post much (duh). Work is good because it involves me messing around on the snares, the cymbals and the e-kit. And occassionally acting busy by rearranging drumsticks, cleaning the guitars and sticking stickers onto various items.

Secondly, I’m hooked on channel surfing, so you’re more likely to find me sitting in front of the google box rather than er google HAHA.

Thirdly, I don’t feel like updating much.

Ok on a last note before I fall asleep, there’s been a hell lot of searches redirecting to my blog under the search terms “BEN AND JERRYS AUDITION SINGAPORE”. Let me help out some poor souls here.

The audition’ll go like this… Jason (or Victor) will ask you guys to play 3 songs of your choice, and I’d highly recommend radio-friendly tunes because it IS catered for the general public so its good to have people singing along to songs they know. Don’t fuck up the 3 songs, make sure your timing is right and your vocalist doesn’t “zao siah”. Drummer, don’t lose that beat and please for fucks’ sake don’t show off your limited chops if you don’t have anything to show case. It’s better to keep a steady tempo/beat/groove than to show off and end up looking and sounding like a complete n00b. Trust me, I’ve seen my fair share of stupid drummers who think it’s cool to pull off 32nd note snare drum rolls, then lose the beat completely, coming in 1 beat too late or too early. You sound like shit. Guitarists, solos would be ideal, again, IF you can pull them off.

I’ll say it again – general band “tightness” and keeping in time as a band is definitely more important than showing off chops. Feel free to show off during the gig itself, but keep it safe and simple for the auditions.

After you finish the 3 songs, Jason or Victor will ask your band to play a birthday song, so it’d be good to plan a chord chart in advance. Don’t let the birthday song be a chop-fest song because, always remember that you’re playing at an ICE CREAM PARLOUR you’re catering to the public. The public’s more interested in how your vocalist sings the song and how your guitarist/s pull/s off the solos in the song rather than how fast you can pull off a quintuplet-roll using traditional grip while spinning your right stick around and double-pedalling using heel-toe method. Nobody gives a shit unless you’re doing a drum solo.

Again, I implore all you drummers who’re reading my blog because you’re interested in auditioning for BNJ. Please don’t throw the face of drummers around and please keep a steady tempo. Groove, keep time, and show off the chops if you can. But if you can’t (or don’t have the confidence to show off your chops), just keep a groovy beat and KEEP TIME. People will respect you for what you play as long as you deliver it with confidence.

All the best to all budding musicians/bands.

Good night work tomorrow knn.