Went to watch Bandzout yesterday organized by SIT. Great bands. Not sure who won though.
I hope the last band, PE Lesson Heroes (obviously the name is a rip off of Gym Class Heroes. lol) won. Pure old skool punk. Haha. They played the Ramones, Arctic Monkeys and old skool Blink-182. Had the whole place up in a storm. If they didn't then hopefully Leviathan won. They played the Trooper and Smoke on The Water. Who wouldn't love that?
But there were only five bands. Five. Then number that can be counted on only one hand. And 4 out of the 5 bands played only 2 songs. I remember more bands and more songs in last year's competition. Maybe it was because of the guest bands. Let me see, there was Iron Buddha, Bad Obsession and Firebrands. Iron Buddha and Firebrands were great.
Bad Obsession, not so. They are just a damn ripoff of Ronin, a band which I also happen to hate. Singing with fake accents and dressed up like they think they were good enough. It just seems like one big gimmick.
Why can't they show the Download Festival in Singapore?
Resurrection by Chimaira
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Saturday, July 07, 2007
7 July / 11:53 AM
Just got back from watching Transformers with Khalis, Nadhirah and Syafiq. Syafiq actually had cash. Surprising...
Nah, just kidding.
So like yeah, just when I thought the gigs weren't going to get any better Midas Promotions does a 2-day music festival called SINGfest at Fort Canning on the 8th and 9th of August. Screw National Day man, Avenged Sevenfold and MxPx are coming down to do a performance. The NDP could drown into the Marina Basin for all I care. A single day pass for $150 and you get to watch a7x, MxPx, Cobra Starship, Gym Class Heroes and Hinder. 12 pm to 11 pm. Nearly 10 hours...That sounds great.
ARGH! But its still 150 bucks.
Projects, projects, projects. *Sighs*
Don't really know if it's worth all my trouble. I know I've made the right choice. I'd be dead in JC just like some of my friends are if I had gone that direction. So good luck to them. But somehow I have the feeling that I wouldn't be as helpless there as I am sometimes in poly. I mean I thought there were idiots in this world. I mean there can't be a person who could piss me off as much as Bush does, but I was wrong. Even James wasn't that big of a pendejo.
You know, they do call it group work for a reason. Emphasis on the word GROUP. I thought being a leader for almost every single project was tough, but I realize the power I have in my hand. I could make you or break you. Thank your lucky stars I haven't broken you, but when I do, say goodnight bitch.
MxPx has a new video out. It's called 'Secret Weapon'. Really old skool pop punk. Fast, simple and straight to the point.
Just before I go, I just wanna say that I may have just let my second chance slip through my hands. Hope it doesn't come around to bite me in my ass.
That's the end. I'm outta here.
Nah, just kidding.
So like yeah, just when I thought the gigs weren't going to get any better Midas Promotions does a 2-day music festival called SINGfest at Fort Canning on the 8th and 9th of August. Screw National Day man, Avenged Sevenfold and MxPx are coming down to do a performance. The NDP could drown into the Marina Basin for all I care. A single day pass for $150 and you get to watch a7x, MxPx, Cobra Starship, Gym Class Heroes and Hinder. 12 pm to 11 pm. Nearly 10 hours...That sounds great.
ARGH! But its still 150 bucks.
Projects, projects, projects. *Sighs*
Don't really know if it's worth all my trouble. I know I've made the right choice. I'd be dead in JC just like some of my friends are if I had gone that direction. So good luck to them. But somehow I have the feeling that I wouldn't be as helpless there as I am sometimes in poly. I mean I thought there were idiots in this world. I mean there can't be a person who could piss me off as much as Bush does, but I was wrong. Even James wasn't that big of a pendejo.
You know, they do call it group work for a reason. Emphasis on the word GROUP. I thought being a leader for almost every single project was tough, but I realize the power I have in my hand. I could make you or break you. Thank your lucky stars I haven't broken you, but when I do, say goodnight bitch.
MxPx has a new video out. It's called 'Secret Weapon'. Really old skool pop punk. Fast, simple and straight to the point.
Just before I go, I just wanna say that I may have just let my second chance slip through my hands. Hope it doesn't come around to bite me in my ass.
That's the end. I'm outta here.
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
4 July / 12:03 AM
School's hit me hard. Did quite well on my tests considering that I wasn't expecting much. Now the projects will start taking it's toll. Just waiting for the shit to hit the fan and the bodies to fall by the wayside.
I've been toying around with a couple of lyrical ideas lately. And a riff, but that needs a lot of improvement. Still too simple.
Back to the lyrics. I wanted to write something not based purely on emotions nor do I want to write another political poem. Then the other day I got hit with this idea. Fadhil said something about decorating one's self. That got me thinking. We live in a world bound to the concept of beauty not in its purest nature. Instead it is bound by status quo and an ever evolving "universal standard". A standard created based on the pressures of the "real" world. A standard that just creates more untruths than truths.
Thus the term cosmetic was born. Cosmetic: used or done superficially to make something look better, more attractive, or more impressive.
Following that, there has always been a quest to attain beauty through the cosmetic. With some going as far as to mutilate themselves. This also causes delusions about beauty and one's own appearance and how they appear to themselves. This can be so extreme to the point that the shadow seems detached from what was real. I wanted to represent this paranoia or delusion in a lyrical form. Of one who sees nothing positive about themselves even after change.
It's still a bit raw in terms of connecting part to part. I wrote in a blaze of inspiration without any pre-meditation so that could be a reason why certain parts make no sense. As for lyrical parts, why don't you try guessing...
Unpretty (Unedited and Raw)
You see scars in place of a masterpiece
You blame yourself for what is real
But there is no place for reality
In your head, the scars never heal
The sights not what it used to be
No longer is there sweet sincerity
The scars you had have never been
Misguided you are, unpretty
A piece of art will never be
Unless it's artist deems it done
Not you, it'll never end
Unfinished 'til dreams and reality become one
Your life not what it used to be
Your shadow's not you nor is he
Your canvas will never dry
Til the end you'll be, unpretty
You don't even recognize yourself
The mirror cracks with your face full of lies
Reflections of a person not what used to be
In self-torment you'll scream...
The time's not what it will ever be
With time grows more dishonesty
With lies comes the end
The end of beauty, unpretty
Anyone is free to add their opinion be it to the subject matter or to the lyrics themselves. It's a free country and the freedom was never meant to be pretty.
I've been toying around with a couple of lyrical ideas lately. And a riff, but that needs a lot of improvement. Still too simple.
Back to the lyrics. I wanted to write something not based purely on emotions nor do I want to write another political poem. Then the other day I got hit with this idea. Fadhil said something about decorating one's self. That got me thinking. We live in a world bound to the concept of beauty not in its purest nature. Instead it is bound by status quo and an ever evolving "universal standard". A standard created based on the pressures of the "real" world. A standard that just creates more untruths than truths.
Thus the term cosmetic was born. Cosmetic: used or done superficially to make something look better, more attractive, or more impressive.
Following that, there has always been a quest to attain beauty through the cosmetic. With some going as far as to mutilate themselves. This also causes delusions about beauty and one's own appearance and how they appear to themselves. This can be so extreme to the point that the shadow seems detached from what was real. I wanted to represent this paranoia or delusion in a lyrical form. Of one who sees nothing positive about themselves even after change.
It's still a bit raw in terms of connecting part to part. I wrote in a blaze of inspiration without any pre-meditation so that could be a reason why certain parts make no sense. As for lyrical parts, why don't you try guessing...
Unpretty (Unedited and Raw)
You see scars in place of a masterpiece
You blame yourself for what is real
But there is no place for reality
In your head, the scars never heal
The sights not what it used to be
No longer is there sweet sincerity
The scars you had have never been
Misguided you are, unpretty
A piece of art will never be
Unless it's artist deems it done
Not you, it'll never end
Unfinished 'til dreams and reality become one
Your life not what it used to be
Your shadow's not you nor is he
Your canvas will never dry
Til the end you'll be, unpretty
You don't even recognize yourself
The mirror cracks with your face full of lies
Reflections of a person not what used to be
In self-torment you'll scream...
The time's not what it will ever be
With time grows more dishonesty
With lies comes the end
The end of beauty, unpretty
Anyone is free to add their opinion be it to the subject matter or to the lyrics themselves. It's a free country and the freedom was never meant to be pretty.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
1 July / 10:47 PM
Oh my god....Just when I thought this year's gig line-up couldn't get any better....
Heaven And Hell a.k.a. Black Sabbath and Ronnie James Dio are coming to Singapore. 27th October. $125 for tickets. Fort Canning Park.
Watch Gods descend in Singapore in the form of Heaven And Hell. But how I wished it was Ozzy.
Oh well, can't get them all I guess.
Heaven And Hell a.k.a. Black Sabbath and Ronnie James Dio are coming to Singapore. 27th October. $125 for tickets. Fort Canning Park.
Watch Gods descend in Singapore in the form of Heaven And Hell. But how I wished it was Ozzy.
Oh well, can't get them all I guess.
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