chaka chaka

al and i were a bit apprehensive about the gig (read: mosh pit) and feeling every bit of our quarter century.

got wolf and headed to the now defunct ruums aka KL Live. wolf being the old man that he is decided to sit outside with the other cynical old-timers while we went in. what the fuck!

me: if juan wasn’t here, you’d let us go in ourselves?
wolf (lying through his teeth): of course not.

we invited baby along as well, but she only goes to sweat fests when they’re at the beach. at night. with DJs.

there were a few more hardcore bands in the lineup preceding NUFAN, and it occurred to me that the headliners might have a tough time keeping the energy up. yeah, right. as if.

they only came up at around 7ish and the 30 minute soundcheck had made everyone a little antsy. energy to the max with the first song – chasing rainbows.

it’s not like we actively decided at any one point to jump in the fray. the bloody circle just sort of extended itself and before you knew it we were in the most pit. someone or something hit me in the face and i was licking blood from inside my mouth. of course it only got me all excited (sicko). al did a 180-turn from “i don’t want to die” to “wheeeeee”. juan and i had to keep chasing her around.

memorable moments:

• guy at the door stopping the band and the band showing him their band passes and saying “we’re the band.” EPIC FAIL.
• having some guy hook around my left ankle and do a kung-fu trip
• some random idiot stage-diving and putting juan into a chokehold
• juan’s face as he was being put in a chokehold
• sections of the crowd parting for al kecik kecik! *all move back*
• this chick stage-diving twice with some some really uber last minute flip. salute.
• the crowd shouting and shoving everyone away from some unfortunate soul who plunged head-first into the ground (they lifted him away. so sweet.)
• NUFAN singing “since you’ve been gone” and ending it with “fuck kelly clarkson! i fucked her in the ass!”

all in all, the fucking set was way too short plus for some reason i managed to miss “life size mirror” wtf.

methinks they were checking out the 5-star cook from india. juan with his “falallee” digicam.

al and i are tired. and hungry. and covered in other people’s sweat. woohooo!

the only video i managed to take.

No Use For A Name (fondly known as NUFAN) will be playing at ruums, kl this sunday.

al and i (and hopefully wolf won’t ffk) will be trotting down, in all probability around 3-4pm. sorry la, i have no idea who the opening acts are and i don’t want to get kicked in the face before watching the headlining act. have gotten a bit auntie over the past year and am a little scared of getting trampled on. during the nofx gig in 2007, i threw myself into the mosh pit and i still remember some nice guys fishing me out and propping me up. i wonder if that will happen again this time. :D

yeah, long time no sweat fest! o, how i long for some nice protective shoes.

JT introduced me to white lies. we think it’s a little joy division, a touch of duran duran and a hint of brandon flowers on the high points. lyrically, they’re a little dark but nowhere near as bleak as ian curtis’ brand of depression. also they’re more melodic, hence easier listening than joy division. really love his voice.

then there’s foals, which ah hiong chucked into my public folder. very dance-y indie. what really caught me was the irregular drumming and untreated sound. it’s so asking to be played at twilight action girl. (maybe they have already, haven’t been to zouk in 5 months so i wouldn’t know.)

i want to go dancing!

i love kokokaina, whoops, zee avi. who incidentally has released a new video for her song Bitter Heart.

lovely.

i’ve been doing a chinese-english translation of this song i got from mr. music today. not a good sign. the twice i ever did this in my life, i was emo’ing heavily. i’ve read that it’s split into male/female parts (hence the falsetto) to tell the story. listened to two versions: the original by bobby chen and a cover by shin band. lyrics under the jump. if you spot any mistakes/discrepencies/fuck-ups, please, give me a damn break (or a comment).

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jt introduced me to the bloody beetroots some time in the past two weeks, and i’ve been bouncing up and down to it since yesterday when i casually IM’ed hatim “oooooh bloody beetroots” and he immediately tagged me as his elektroclash kaki or something like that and stopped giving me airy fairy indie pop-masquerading-as-rock, though deerhoof was a nice touch.

sigh, no one else quite does elektro like the europeans.

so hatim was in supposed dj mode yesterday, and i can diss him without fear because he refuses to read “blogs” (said sneeringly) nowadays anyway, and he started on an mp3-on-msn sending spree.

this is his lapsap-inspired list.

bonde do role – gasolina
don rimini – let me back up (crookers tetsujin mix)
MSTRKRFT – VUVUVU
federico franchi – cream
jesse mccartney – leavin’ (MSTRKRFT remix)
robin s vs steve angello & laidback luke – shoe me love vs be (hardwell bootleg)
shinichi osawa – star guitar
timbaland – miscommunication (the bloody beetroots remix)
digitalism – pogo (shinichi osawa remix)
shitdisco – 72 virgins (the blood beetroots remix)
MGMT – kids (soulwax remix)
hot chip – ready for the floor

nice nice. my only fear is that from outside my car, all the hard bass beats will sound like fengtau. coupled with my orange hair, i’m going to be so lalamui. current favourite? the bloody beetroots – dimmakmmunication.

this is my current favourite song -  Private Life of a Cat by The LK (The Love of Kevin, Chaos, Colour and the Sound of K). it hooked me the second i heard it. really lovely stuff. it reminds me very much of The Postal Service.

free and hopefully legal (i haven’t checked) downloads here.

watch me and tell me this isn’t just too awesome. one man ac/dc cover band who sounds like jack white.