Human Feelings

After reading JoL's blog entry about Unkster and all the shenanigans and emolutioning that gets displayed out here, I feel a sudden sense of loss and guilt for abandoning what was the repository of my feelings for a good 3 years.

But yet, I don't how to feel anymore when I read some of the posts.

To be happy or sad. To chuckle or chortle. To reminisce or regret.

In a morbid sort of way, I sometimes miss those feelings. And yet, I'd be damned to repeat some of the sillier things I have done with my life.

Perhaps that's what they call an early mid-life crisis. Which is what I think Unkster is about really.

Ha!

Moving House

Actually I've gotten another one. But I'll still be a tenant here.

And like all new homes, that one is still threadbare and un-painted. With only a lonely picture hanging on the wall.

Slowly but surely yah.

UNKSTER WAS RAPED!

for some reason, something, or someone screwed up our front page... please bear with us while we figure it out... and in the meantime, sorry for the boring, generic housefront. we will renovate and be even better!!!


















eventually...

ABBAholic

Just when I thought I had finally weaned myself off ABBA songs after watching MamaMia! three weeks ago, I had to do it all over again this evening.



And now, once again, I have to wipe that silly grin off my face as I hum Dancing Queen while wrapped in my towel galeking to the shower, I Have A Dream, stirring my sleepy morning kopi and Super Trouper, windows down speeding to work.

Goddamit!

We paid 75 bucks a piece to catch ABBAmania, arguably the best current Tribute Band to the Swedish Fab Four and it was worth every penny. Tonight's performance, like their recent 18-week run at London's West End, was a complete re-creation of ABBA's last live concert in 1979 right here in the Esplanade Theatre. Shortly after, much to Music-World's lost, Benny Andersson, Björn Ulvaeus, Anni-Frid Lyngstad, and Agnetha Fältskog called it quits. I hear they have never said so officially but, hell, we're not going to see them together as a group on stage anytime soon.

Anyway, it was a memorable evening. One of the few occasions where patrons of the Esplanade Theatre could get up and boogie to the music. I have been to The Durian many times for Musicals and Opera and it felt kinda' fun but weird to be dancing in the otherwise stoic-ly scarlet confines of the theatre hall.

Musically, ABBAmania were, in my book, very very ABBAish. I mean I haven't watched the real group live so I shall refrain from saying just how much the Tribute Band resembled the real McCoy in terms of percentages. But their vocals were amazing. If you closed your eyes, and took a rewind to 1979, lets just say it was believable that ABBA was right there on stage.

And when ABBAmania ended the evening with Waterloo at a quarter past ten, just like how they had started the night's repertoire at 8pm, it was perhaps fitting when 'Bjorn' proclaimed that it was really ABBA we should be saying this to ; Thank You For The Music.

I agree.

Joyeux Anniversaire

Happy Anniversary RCC!



What would life be without the great camaraderie and friendships online.

On The Side Of Me

Jo & KT. 1 Oct 08. Chek Jawa @ Ubin.




I'm not the easiest person to love
I'm often the one who lets things go unresolved

Yet you choose to be
on the side of me
on the side of me
Yet you choose to be
on the side of me
on the side of me

I'm not too proud of some things
I've done in my life
The skeletons in my closet
Are too big for me to hide

Yet you choose to be
on the side of me
on the side of me
Blessed Charity
You're on the side of me
on the side of me

'Cause everyone needs a friend to hold
when it's cold outside
and there's no place to go
Everyone needs a friend to hold
all alone I cried
there was no place to go
I remember when nobody cared
but you

I'm not the easiest person to love
But you, you've opened your heart to show me what I'm worth

'Cause you choose to be
on the side of me
on the side of me
What a mystery
You're on the side of me
on the side of me

'Cause everyone needs a friend to hold
when it's cold outside
and there's no place to go
Everyone needs a friend to hold
all alone I cried
there was no place to go

I remember when nobody cared
I remember when nobody cared
Nobody cared
But you

Yeah you choose to be
on the side of me
on the side of me

Bee-N-Ali

Italian for Biennial, the Singapore Biennale 2008 is the premier Visual Arts fest here.

On our sunny little island which is evidently coming out from the doldrums of post-industrialized banality and taking not-so baby steps into the Arty-farty world of novel and contemporary interpretation.



This year's theme is Wonder and the exhibition sites are bookended by two fabulous locations, City Hall and the South Beach Development. The latter is a clutch of colonial buildings along Beach Road that once housed an Army Camp.

We spent a lovely 2 hours at City Hall on Saturday, weaving through the old Courtrooms and Judges' Chambers in the midst of roaring F1 cars along St Andrew's Road.

Surreal to say the least.

Can't wait to get to South Beach. And partake of the fledging Arts scene here in our own little way.