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16.8.02 it's been a couple of pretty long days. sooo.. very.. tired... thank goodness the term break is soon a reality.went for hendrix's official opening last night with gwen, richard, yani (entrant #1 for the i-can't-believe-know-robin-would-actually-come contest) milah, kevin and et cetera. the latter 2 are mates of the former 2. there was free flow from 7-9pm. reached there at 10pm instead to enjoy the free flow of wintermelons, watermelons, lollipops and twist-and-explode confetti (a lot of which nicely landed on my head a la marilyn manson with curls. or something.) danced to r+b muzak for the first time in 17 years. couldn't believe that i could move like i did there. especially loved the moments when they clouded the entire dancefloor with smoke. the urinal-refreshening smell was really addictive! kakak.. actually spent $20 for a measly cup o' drink of choice. compensated by quickly emptying 1/3 of richie's bourbon coke jug inbetween dance breaks. dancing with coherent consciousness *does* feel silly :-\ anyhoo, forward to this afternoon - some 'premise photography' with richie + tristan, to prepare for our photography documentary on bugis streets. wouldn't really like to let too many verbal cats out of the bag for now, else our ingenious idea would be stolen before anyone could say "holy crap, blackman!"... here we go again. 
(real painful contrast between the two themes in this photo, eh?) 
(lazing on a thursday afternoon) 
(lots of places being named after this albert bloke it seems..) 
(a prisoner-o-war who scrapes his elbows and produces machine gun noises all day. you can buy him liberty at the liberation fee of $7.) 
(cool, even singnet cares for s'pore tourism now?) 
(yeah, i too..) 
(yet another of the frequent street performers around the fu lu shou complex. he was apparently going to do some magic trick with this colouring book...) 
(two fortune specialists sharing a jokingly intimate moment. *koff*) 
(homeless ahpek takes refuge under tree. rarely a rare sight around these areas, unfortunately :( 
(uncle selling s'pore sweep tickets with a certain stance of elegance) 
(middle-aged man seeking alleviation from the agony that is modern life..) 
(self explanatory?) 
(aw damn, they removed the poster of this cute jack russell and replaced it with this giant mirror..) 
(the 3 levels of comfort in the CBD.) 
(self looking like some j-pop homosexual, taken by the *ever* artistic richard) 
(abstract shot of tristan + dragonballish hair) 
(my rendition to counter blackman's artistry in vain :) 
(blackman surveys the area for another potential blackcave HQ) 
(look at yourselves! stop packing that much food on the bike's rear already!) 
(some info was lost while making this pic web-friendly. richie points at himself, as ever, imitating a bum..) 
(tristan using his nokia in the phoneless phonebooth..) 
(the karma police reaches for blackman, who seems to have fallen on his arse...) 
("barney gives good head") the following pics were taken during/after socpsyc tutorial. we were on the topic on computer-mediated-communication and hence have been lugging the *%#@^ laptops all around bugis. everyone entered a chatroom anonymously, and the topic deviated from "it is alright to flirt with people online, as long as your partner doesn't find out" to "ridicule en masse" in a matter of seconds. we had desmond-kon-wannabes, MC-chinnyboo-wannabes (you should be ashamed of yourselves) and had some flak directed toward a few classmates. randy started some 'sexy robin' hypotheses and fantasised on my braces. he did admit to everyone that he has a hairy arse, too.. *cough* 
(mr wong going through the chat log in disgust/disbelief/fascination/perversion) 
(ranz presents his result of neck-breaking, back-aching hobby as an avid sticker collector) 
(differing reactions when being pointed at with a gun) 
(reminiscing on his entire life [with inspiration from an engineering block] before going into the room, randy prepares for his audition...) 
(last minute confirmations with the judges before acting out the arduous task of a boyfriend) took a long video of randy's audition, but too large to upload anywhere. show me the moola, i'll show you the entire raw, unedited clip. *koff*. it's not *that* interesting, lah :P joined alison, justin, cain, marcus, marcus' dear + richard to experience some real-time jamming at Boon's afterward. was informed that they haven't even jammed together for ten times, and for that matter, they're doing pretty good. glad to know that i've been assigned as their, erm, official photographer for future gigs, if any. will make mental note to bring along ear muffs when taking pictures next to justin's anally mental cymbal-smashing antics. 
(another medium of testimony was present. i guess everyone has to start somewhere..) 
(alison's foot on the distorting pedal [uh, no idea what it's supposed to be called] and ready for the first strum.) 
(the four 'faces' of the, eh.. whatever they named the band.) 
(alison on guitar + vocals!) 
(cain on bass!) 
(..justin on drum harassment.) 
(ah, the reassuring tap of wood-on-metal.) 
(zoom-in of cain's fingerboard) 
(musicians still need to have occasional breaths of the outside world, of course) 
(L-R: cain, justin, justin, marcus) 
(peer evaluation between two guitarists) 
(passer-by view of the studio) 
(...yea... we get the general idea...) 
(an shining example for the recent acquisition of cain's pedal) 
(unloading some digital fat to the laptop to give way for more shoots) 
(i've always wanted to do a b/w shot of a punk rock band..) 
(oh blah dee, oh blah dah.) 
(the band pack up after marcus' performance of 'ai sio gan mai?'. will consider putting up the *koff* MTV in time to come. fookin' great.) 
(oooh, tom-toms!) 
(jamming session # <10 ends with an impressed amateur photographer.) 
(the instruments after an hour of non-stop ravaging) 
(ever-jolly uncle joyfully writing down a payment record) 
(smoke break with ears ringing mad) 
(i assure you, people who frequent boon's have a certain level of graffitic artistry..) hung out at a nearby kopitiam, then sat awhile at chiam see tong's soon-to-be-open mrt station. still felt a wee bit trigger happy after all that: 
(nifty. but i'd still rather have information on arrival times, thank you..) 
(last shot of the day. a very telling instruction for the construction workers on the way to laying the foundations of the nation's transportation system.) that's all folks! taken at least 200 digital photos today - i really fear for my baby's CPU. there's already dust on the inside of the LCD screen. ack. last day of term 1 beckons! go harvey adrian! cheers :) 0 Comments: |
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