And there were 5 of them.

i was part of this lil performance at tanglin cc yesterday.

2 hours of practice before the show

found a singer last minute, effendi from bedroom utensils

played these songs, cochise, show me how to live by audioslave and the hand that feeds by NIN.

wanted to back out of this gig a long time ago,

but couldn't due to some unforeseen circumcisions.

the 2 hours of practice were fine except for the new singer's occasional stray notes

we failed to nail the nine inch nails song.

but we went ahead anyway,

so there you have it, effendi, chris chai, mark wee and ruben head for a gig.

we were scheduled to open the show.

we went to the venue and saw before our eyes 2 people, they made up half of the people in the hall, the other 2 was actually one person, a really fat person who was the sound-man.

we tested equipments and i fooled around with the spare mic, i', pretty sure i turned on the old lady in the front row by whispering "sweet sex sex sex.." and "i'm so fucking honoured to open this grand jamboree night". of course at a barely audible level and rough marilyn manson record voice, the audience merely think its part of a soundcheck and nod their old fragile greying exposed scalped shriveled prune like heads.

and then there were five of them, diana, randall, arthur, ben say, sonia.

we played, we fumbled, i trashed up a fluorescent stage light and sang a shoddy version of the hand that feeds. The crowd was small and we still gave it the best shot.

there are people who want to see you fall, there are people who wished you never were, there are people who want to hurt you. poisonous people, jealous people, non people kind of people.

but there are people who believe in you and there are people who always stand by you. there are people who trust you and especially trust you to entertain them. For these people you must perform, and the show must go on.

and the looks on their faces at the end of every song, it tells you to go on, so thanks randall, diana, sonia, ben, arthur for coming down, for being a part of a very special moment. Now we can write in our resume that we are a band, truly willing to put on a great show, no matter what the venue, no matter what the occasion, be it to a 20 seater or a 2000 mutherhumper clump of a crowd.

yes , and there will always be the few who stand out from the crowd, who matter just as much as those who plant their asses on the stage.

to future moshes, bruises, fights and blood, diana, randall, arthur, ben, sonia!

with love

rbn