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No Eye Candy’s 1st Female Guest Drummer (July 4)

Ever since our 2nd drummer has decided to spend more time with his new baby – which our band No Eye Candy fully understand and support – for the last two months, we scrambled to look for guest drummers to jam with us, to explore the possibility.  Guitarist Jason called in his friend for help and so did Bassist Cynthia.  Last evening, Cynthia’s friend Wieke who was born in the same country as her (i.e. Indonesia) joined us.  Time to pay our favorite studio Stone Jamz a visit.

It is hard to look for new members.  We don’t do cover songs or religious music (that is popular amongst the local community) and we work on the songs that I write.  Somehow there is a mutual respect and admiration on our domain specialty formed between the three of us – Cynthia, Jason, and I – since November 2004.  And we do have a certain practice tempo we commit, however infrequent it may be.

Before I go on, below are the captions for the pictures on the left.  Photos taken by Jason’s wife Selrol.  A big thanks to her as these pictures captured the essence of our session well (next time I must take some pictures of her).  Too bad, the battery of the camera went flat fast.  Lesson learnt: always buy original battery!

[1] Our cool bassist, Cynthia.  [2] Our 1st female guest drummer, Wieke, and she referred to her iPod during our break to look for some inspirations I guess.  [3] Our guitar god, Jason.  [4] That’s me.  Nice shirt eh?  My new shopping loot.  [5] OK.  Jason almost remembered the chords of our entire 5-song set.  Almost.  [6] We certainly are still amazed that such a petite lady can create such a deafening drumming sound!  Wieke is creatively amazing.  She has transformed some of our songs beyond our band’s recognition!  [7] Notice a huge white ring that Cynthia wore?  Well, while the boys were at Sim Lim side shopping for amplifiers and cables, she went shopping for accessories.  [8] I did look intense.  How did Selrol manage to capture this?!  I look scary.  I am a beast.

At times I would imagine how a new or guest member sees our band.  A band that is still finding its way, still full of rough edges?  A package of songs that are dark, at times gloomy but nevertheless radiates a sense of genuine emotion from the soul?  Songs and music arrangement with no defined structure and the same song never sounds the same every time we play it?  Perhaps all of the above and more.

I am personally unsure if someone will commit to our band in the near future (though I would certainly welcome that idea with open arms).  But in this transient beauty of being able to collaborate with different artists, different talents and be taken to a different height, it is one helluva journey that I’d love to take, any time.

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Montages of Our Home Jamming Session (15/5)

Looks like our search for a drummer who will practice and perform live gigs with our band continues.  My old friend in KL has just opened a brand new lingerie shop and she has invited our band for the official launch, with media coverage!  All I have to do is to compose a new set of songs – something sexy I guess? – practice them with the band, memorize the songs, and to figure out what to do with the drum track … in this couple of months’ time.

Fun time.

Who is who in these images – white shirt dude is the guitarist Jason, white shirt chick is the bassist Cynthia, red shirt hottie is our Singapore band manager Selrol (a.k.a. Jason’s wife), and the blue shirt schmuck is me.

I can always trust Selrol to be our band archivist, our very own band journalist to document our journey.  Just in case we become famous in X number of years’ time, we can readily publish a photo book titled: Who are the Real Candies in “No Eye Candy”?  (note: our band is called “No Eye Candy”)

This time, Selrol brought along a darn cute orange color Polaroid instant camera (see the picture at the bottom).  And this yummy cute little thingie produces crisp clear vibrant color photos (see the montage above) that cost S$1 per shot.  Totally worth it if you were to ask me.

The jamming session happened couple of weeks ago.  On the day itself, our drummer Chip couldn’t make it.  So we cancelled our studio booking and headed to my own home studio instead.  Jason bought a Les Paul guitar on that day and we were keen to take it for a test drive.  We love the sound.  What can I say?  Mine is a Les Paul too.

So I met our drummer Chip a few days ago for lunch and he shared with me some of the challenges he has in prioritizing his life, especially now that he has a new baby.  Deep inside, of course I was hoping to be able to take our band into the next level since we have been practicing our original songs for years.  But I can totally understand where he is coming from.  Maybe the timing is not right for us yet.  Maybe with Chip, we have to work on less time intensive home bound activities such as recording – something he can pick up the guitar for 20 minutes and continue another day like he said.

This is the time when I keep thinking of what Randy Pausch once said in his “Last Lecture”: Brick walls are there for a reason: they let us prove how badly we want things.

And the hunt for a live gig drummer continues …

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5 Gemstones – Journal Of Our Studio Jamming Session In Facebook Style (Sort Of)

[Opal]  Now that our drummer’s new baby has safely landed on Planet Earth and our lead guitarist has officially signed his bachelor life away, it is time for our band to come out of this 5-month hiatus and do something.  Just anything.

[Sapphire]  Do I have imaginary friends?  Of course I do.  Everybody do.  I have one who must begin each sentence with his name.  Way before Facebook’s time.  That’s why I don’t find Facebook’s “status updates” function that odd.  For those who are new to Facebook, a journal written in Facebook status update style would look something like [ruby] below.

[Peridot]  As exciting as [opal] can be, I have started a side project with our drummer to transform one new song of mine from our band’s signature rock style to something that sounds somewhat trance, somewhat electronica.  Hopefully, I can package the journey from songwriting, to demo, to a trance version, to finally a rock version in several episodes of Podcast-like materials.  Don’t get too excited yet.  I have yet too many side projects that don’t quite take off.  But still, we shall continue to dream, right?

[Aquamarine]  Prince turned into a love symbol in 1993.  Ayumi Hamasaki has a symbol that pronounced as “A”.  I too want a symbol.  If you look closer at the image above, there are two “dots” on the right side of “W”.  Well, there are no t’s to cross but I do have 2 i’s to dot.

[Ruby]  Now comes the Facebook style updates:

  •  seriously needs to return to his weight lifting ritual and is not happy that his brand new curl bar set is now a white elephant!  He nearly collapsed on the street while carrying his (heavy) guitar and Cynthia’s (equally heavy) bass across 3 blocks of street!
  •  was as disappointed as Cynthia when he realized that the knobs of the bass got oxidized and couldn’t be played due to the fact that she hardly plays her bass!  The replacement bass guitar provided by the studio is just not good.  Boo!
  •  likes Stone Jamz – the music studio at the other end of Boat Quay.
  •  loves the new toy that nearly got taxed by the Malaysia Custom.  His band can now have the sessions decently and conveniently recorded (4 channels!) for after-session review.
  •  is slightly demoralized by the recording.  His vocal track is horrendous!  And the band needs a lot more practice.
  •  is excited (again, so easily?!) as our next jamming session is set on the week of May 12!  Time to give Stone Jamz a call.
  • ‘s clock says 4.45 am right now and he feels really hungry.  Could someone send him a Big Breakfast – the real one and not the virtual one from Facebook please? 
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Pins Inside My Head

Four months and I have no inspiration or whatsoever to write songs. It is frustrating not to write anything. So tonight, I put aside all the potential social obligations, all the nonsense that I would have done in a routine basis. I sat down and tried to write something. Just anything. And then something came into my mind. I started with some pretty funky chord progression and in the end, discarded them into thin air. I am in dire need to produce some fast paced materials (because in live performance, people fall asleep with slow ones sad to say). Out of my comfort zone, I penned down some lyrics and had such a hard time finding the melody to go with it. Oh well, I tried …

PINS INSIDE MY HEAD

It’s not here neither is there
Feeling like fish out of the sea
Intoxicated, without a cause
Falling like peddles onto the tiles

It is not black neither is white
The question within, the query inside
Lost in words struggling inside
Falling into an empty glass

When I am with you I feel the pins inside my head
When I am with you I feel like spinning round and round and I …
I cannot see where we are heading, no matter how I try
I cannot see where I was heading before this night

This path of no return
The air is sweet, it is dark outside
I want to breath but it’s smoky inside
I want to take you somewhere far …

Away from this chaos devouring this passion we may have
Sinking deep into this paradox of what we cannot have
Surfacing from this boundary of our rational minds
Falling deep into this sweetness …

When I am with you I feel the pins inside my head
When I am with you I feel like spinning round and round and I …
I cannot see where we are heading, no matter how I try
I cannot see where I was heading before this night
I cannot see where we are heading, no matter how I try
I cannot see where I was heading before this night

Copyright © 2007 by Wilfrid K. F. Wong. All Rights Reserved.

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Of Halloween, All Saints Day, And Jam-a-Sutra

Did you know that Halloween literally means “The Eve of All Hallows”? And since “Hallows” means “Saints”, Halloween also signifies the eve of “All Saints Day” – a celebration by the Catholics worldwide to commemorate the sanctified ones who are in Heaven. And the next day, Nov 2, is the “All Souls’ Day” that commemorates the faithful departed. I have got this new age approach to religion and this morning when I woke up, I have this urge to attend a Mass celebration during lunch hours.

To be honest, the last time I stepped into a church was back in Christmas. I know, this new age approach of mine perhaps is not getting me anywhere near Heaven. But hey, I am a new age kind of dude! Anyway, during the Mass, I have met up with an ex-colleague of mine whom I have not met for ages. Then I have received an internal email from another ex-colleague of mine (yes, small world it is and we are now working for the same organization) that she saw me during the Mass! She said I was too engrossed with the divinity that I did not notice her. Perhaps she is right. I vaguely remember the beginning of the sermon: they are all up there, why can’t we?!

Another reason why I chose to attend the Mass during lunch hours was that I have a jamming session arranged in the evening. It didn’t even came across my mind that today is “All Saints Day”. How “new age” I am, eh?

The mosaic you see above (feel free to click onto it) was taken from two different sessions in the same studio at Bukit Timah. Perhaps some captions for the new readers of my site. From up and down, left and right – (1) me the vocalist and rhythm guitarist, (2) Cynthia the bassist, (3) you really don’t get to see Jason our guitarist to play drum often, (4) Chip our drummer, (5) our all powerful [and handsome] guitarist Jason, (6) Cynthia and her bottle of water, (7) me.

Last week Chip our drummer could not make it so Jason has to step up and play the drummer role. Let me tell you, it is not as simple as it seems. It is as though the air-hostess has decided to be the pilot because the pilot has gone MIA (okay, bad example). And I was suppose to step up as the lead guitarist since he was playing drums. No way! Not even humanly possible!

Jason mentioned that since my website has reviews for movies, music, and books – all inspired by different persons by the way – why not write reviews on jamming / rehearsal studios in Singapore? I am not sure if I shall start a new category on “Jamasutra” (as each category does take up a lot of time!). However here is my take on the three studios I have visited so far.

Four Tones Music Rehearsal Studio (read my blog)

General Impression : Spacious studio with decent amplifiers. Vocal tracks are on stereo monitor speakers and the guitar amplifiers are huge. Hard to hear the bass drum and also, due to the way the room is set up, most likely you can only hear your own instrument (and very hard to hear the vocal). Positive experience it was though.

Sound quality
Space
Overall setup
Cleanliness

TIET Studio at Kreta Ayer Rd (read my blog)

General Impression : The studio is very small with a bucket of water underneath the air-con. The good thing though is that everyone can hear what others are playing. Toilet is not working and you have to visit the loo down the street. I am told that they are moving to a new location nearby. I will have to see what the new location is going to be like.

Sound quality
Space
Overall setup
Cleanliness

Alvron Music Studio (see this blog!)

General Impression : Friendly operator and the studio is of a decent size. It is a comfortable studio with much to improve on sound quality. The amplifiers are just not good. The room is set up such a way that all the amplifiers are lined up with one another. The drum-set is placed at the end of the line.

Sound quality
Space
Overall setup
Cleanliness

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Life Of A Rock Star Wannabe As Such (Extended Version)

(Note: What a long week! I actually fell asleep halfway typing this blog and accidentally hit the publish button. Oops. Hence the extended version.)

Last Wednesday while I was having my nice cold beer with the company of Cynthia – our bassist – the owner of the studio called me. He asked if we could postpone our jamming session for 1 hour 45 minutes. No way! By then we would not be home before one in the morning. I asked for the reason and he told me that he had a power outage and the bands just refused to leave. Now, that is new to me. If the cinema you visit has a power outage, most likely you will go for the refund and book another time slot instead. Yes?

In the end, the owner of the studio referred us to another studio that is a quarter size of what we used to have and it is entirely rundown …

(This was when I felt asleep while typing lots of junks)

… It took us a while to find it. We ventured into a part of Chinatown I have not been to. SATA? Somehow everyone excepts me know what SATA is (Singapore Anti-tuberculosis Association). And somehow, no one excepts me associates the word SATA with computer hard disks (Serial ATA – Advanced Technology Attachment that is). When we were shown where the studio room was, we could barely fit in with our guitar cases. There was a bucket underneath the air-con fan and it was one quarter filled. I wonder if Chip our drummer actually followed the rhythm of the dripping water as our beats. Kidding.

But the good thing though was that our amplifiers were really close to one another. In a way, we could somewhat hear what everybody was playing. In another way, it hurt our ear drums big time. Hobby hazard eh?

Fun time we had and we are getting tighter with our 5 songs set. Photos taken by courtesy of our guitarist’s wife-to-be … thanks Selrol! Great photos.

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My Very First Experience Inside A Studio

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In my previous post, I mentioned how excited I was in anticipating my very first studio experience. After the session while we were heading out for food (that’s right EastCoastLife, I know you are going to ask: where’s the food?), I was still in trance and casually commented that it was the best day of my life. My new drummer Chip and my guitarist Jason turned and looked at me and they both asked “How about … (looking at Cynthia’s direction)”. Duh! I quickly rephrased to … the best day of my life in 2007 so far! Phew! Luckily Cynthia was way ahead chatting happily with Jason’s fiancee Selrol. Dumb things men say at times.

I know, I know … I really should have posted this out much earlier. My life has turned busy lately and I do apologize for the delay. I had one particular text conversation over the wireless phone with a special “fan” of the site. I had no idea that some of you are so enthusiastic to read this!

Fan: How was your jamming session?
Me: Great! Gonna post a blog tonight.
Fan: Too late! You are suppose to do it last night!
Me: I only had 5 hours of sleep last night 🙁
Fan: Excuses, ha ha ha … I forgive you 🙂
Me: Ha ha ha … You bloody slave driver!

My dad was used to work for a company that supported the entertainment business back in Hong Kong with equipment and manpower. Since young, I had the opportunity to often walk in and out of the backstage before and after the pop concert. I have seen what a studio looked like and I think because all these events happened when I was still a very young boy, the images of what is behind the music business left a strong impression in me – almost nostalgic in a romantic sense.

Perhaps it is this “special” upbringing that guided me to develop my music skill despite my almost definite lack of music talent. Joined a school band playing clarinet when I was 12 and soon, I picked up saxophone. Thanks to my seniors who taught me how to play these wonderful wind instruments and at around 15, I joined the Hong Kong Youth Orchestra playing 2nd clarinet with my friend from the same school band. Almost at the same time, I was fascinated by piano. I managed to convince my mum to buy me one and I “learned” how to play piano by reading books and experimenting what worked and what didn’t in a self-taught manner. I got as far as playing grade 3 music scores and could not go further. My parents tried to get me a piano teacher but I had to leave home when I was 17 to study overseas.

Since I could not bring my piano to UK, nor could I afford to buy my own clarinet or saxophone (on loan by the school band), I switched to an instrument that is economical, portable, and easy to learn – guitar. 17 was also the year when I first started to appreciate pop and rock music – a big step away from the classical music I was used to listen to. From then on, guitar and I are inseparable. Whenever I feel blue or lonely, I always have my guitar with me. That is why whenever I work overseas, I bring one of my guitars over as well. Writing my own song seems like a natural progression and I have been doing that incessantly for about 15 years. Time flies!

Back to present time, I do have a humble music studio at home that we often used for “unplugged jamming”. Since our band has now found a drummer to jam with, it is time to hit a proper studio with a proper drum kit!

When I first stepped into the studio and … good gracious me … the speakers are SO HUGE! No way I can fit any of these monster size speakers into my home. Each of us has a speaker for our guitars and bass guitar. To be honest, I have not stepped in front of such a huge speaker while I play my electric guitar. Every time I strum a chord, I can feel the vibration going through my body. The sound level is really high inside a studio. First, you can’t control the volume of the drum kit and trust me, that is loud. Second, my own guitar speaker has to be as loud in order to match with the drum. I could still hear what Jason and Cynthia were playing (because theirs were pretty loud as well and I was standing directly in front of Cynthia’s speaker). But hearing my own voice was hard. Though there were two HUGE speakers hanging from the ceiling pointing right at my left and right ears just to project the vocal track, I have to sing really loud and close to the mic in order to vaguely hear myself. Definitely still trying to learn my way through (as I was the only one in the band who has no outdoor performance experience), I think I have already fallen in love with jamming inside a studio.

So, one tiny step closer to live performance eh? Baby steps … baby steps …

PS. Captions time! From left to right and top to bottom: (1) the “rock” post! (2) Chip, our new drummer, (3) Cynthia, myself, the bass speaker, and Jason, (4) Jason and his fiancee Selrol, (5) the guitar speaker that was less than 2 feet away from my back, (6) group photo.

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In This Wasteland (Of A Thousand Flies)

I wanted to write a happy song today. Somehow I just couldn’t. Happy songs and I don’t mix. Anyway, if my guitarist Jason and my bassist Cynthia are both happy with the dark songs of mine, why do I bother to fight so hard? Just embrace it? I usually compose my music using a classical guitar. My buddy JB, a fellow musician, once commented that I like to play a classical guitar because of the comfort of nylon strings. Well, to speak of the truth, each session of songwriting is on average 4 to 6 hours non-stop playing and singing. Worse case it may stretch to the 8 hours mark. The comfort of nylon strings is very much welcome. Besides, I always love to hear the clarity of harmonic chords coming from a classical guitar. I can hear clearly all the six notes. Much clearer so than the steel string acoustic guitars.

But today, I wanted to go electric. So I hooked up my electric guitar to my home studio. Wanted something that sounds different, I – for the first time – used the drum machine that comes with my guitar & amp effect. Partly because I couldn’t seem to follow the 116 tempo from the metronome.

I love the first line of the song very much. Very visual. Lyrically, I think Jason may like the end result because he tends to like lyrics with a twist to it. I like the different guitar strumming patterns and I must say, composing music with a drum machine seems to have opened up a new dimension of pattern variation.

At the end of the 4 hours session, my fingers were all numb – still is (damn steel strings) and I was staving as I have skipped lunch. Hope all that is worth it.

IN THIS WASTELAND (OF A THOUSAND FLIES)

In this wasteland of a thousand flies
Under this scorching sun where my bones lie
In this hollow skull of an absent mind
I lie awake scourged by my conscience

You raise me up from this land of the dead
You raise me up this pleasure I conceded
You raise me up from this land of the dead
You raise me up till there is nothing left to hide inside

To hide away is to run away
To fantasize till there’s nothing inside
It was a life that was long forgotten
I’ve been waiting till my life runs dry
To hide away is to run away
To fantasize till there’s nothing inside
It was a life that was long forgotten
I’ve been waiting till my life runs dry

If there is one thing I want to know
If there is one thing that is in my mind
Are you the one who is prophesied
Are you here, here to save my life

In this wasteland of a thousand flies
You raise me up to take a thousand lives

An army of me in these hands of yours
An army of me in this land of the dead
An army of me in these hands of yours
An army of me in this land of the dead

To hide away is to run away
To fantasize till there’s nothing inside
It was a life that was long forgotten
I’ve been waiting till my life runs dry
If there is one thing I want to know
If there is one thing that is in my mind
Are you the one who is prophesied
Are you here, here to save my life

Copyright 2007 by Wilfrid K. F. Wong. All Rights Reserved.

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National Day Jamming Session Once Again

This year is the second year my band gets together and jams it out at my home studio on National Day. Looking at the pictures from last year, boy, I looked much older now younger then.

(Pause … texting my guitarist to ask if I can break this big news in my website … the last time I accidentally leaked some info out from my site, I have to retreat it back and pay one million dollar fine … ha ha ha … kidding on that one million dollar fine)

Okay, this is official. My guitarist Jason and his girlfriend Selrol is getting married! Wow … it all started with a demo tape I have recorded a few years back. Another story one day.

Jason has bought a brand new guitar. I have lost track of how many guitars he has. If you pay attention to the bands that perform live, the guitarists always have lots of guitars to switch during the show. This new semi-hollow electric guitar of his is custom-assembled by a Singaporean for a very reasonable price. The guitar sounded well in the acoustic mode. Jason must have in mind that we are performing unplugged soon. Good thinking!

Ah … how about some captions for the photo above. From top to bottom, left to right: (1) our bassist Cynthia who claimed that because of this shot, she was distracted and plucked the wrong note, (2) Cynthia with Selrol while holding out the score of “I Erase Your Face” (3) Me … duh! (4) Jason’s new guitar, (5) My Gibson guitar, (6) Jason the “dark” guitarist, (7) Jason and Selrol who has just tied the knot, and (8) my side view.

So before I sign off this blog, I wish to say … congratulations to Jason and Selrol! To Jason … you lucky bloke and to Selrol …

… told you he will propose!

 

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…—… Commemorate 070707 Live Earth – A Simple Song Of Mine

It is amazing that musicians from all around the world come together to create concerts of a climate in crisis. As of now (00:30) I am still watching the concerts. I am so inspired to turn green and to take part in saving the planet. I believe that all it takes is for us individuals to be more environmental friendly and soon, our governments will notice and shape policies that may reverse global warming. International borders are to be blurred, world citizens will realise that we do not live in isolation, and hopefully natural habitats for the polar bears, penguins, and etc. can be preserved and many endangered animals will continue to roam this world that does not only belong to us humans.

Yesterday I attempted to finish a song and today, when I review the recording, I did not like it at all. So time to rewrite all that I have … while watching …—… Live Earth Concerts.

After Cynthia was back from a wedding dinner, I let her listened to the recording and she likes it. A simple song she found. A simple song indeed.

I CANNOT SPEAK

I cannot speak what’s on my mind
I am lost in words
What’s there to say
I rumble and tumble twisting and turning

Don’t get me wrong you know I care
Sometimes I wish that you can read my mind
In this space of vastness
Picking up the pieces of who we really are

My lips are frozen, what else can I say?
In this ever changing world
We thought we knew it all
This mask that we wear

Don’t get me wrong you know I care
Sometimes I wish that you can read my mind
In this space of vastness
Picking up the pieces of who we really are

I wish to live with no regret
At times it’s hard not to disappoint
When the time is right and the place is right
There is a chance for us to set things right
I cannot speak what’s on my mind
Finding it hard to find the words
You’ve anticipated and neglected
How I feel what I feel inside

To speak my mind
To find the words
What lies inside
We cannot hide

To speak my mind
To find the words
What lies inside
We cannot hide

Don’t get me wrong you know I care
Sometimes I wish that you can read my mind
Don’t get me wrong I cannot bear
You know that all I care is how you feel inside
Don’t get me wrong you know I care
Sometimes I wish that you can read my mind
Don’t get me wrong I cannot bear
You know that all I care is how you feel inside

Copyright 2007 by Wilfrid K. F. Wong. All Rights Reserved.