Have been brainstorming a storyboard for this song these days, one describing of regrets and hopes, but whether I get down to do it is another thing... haha. Went to Mayday's concert with Ada and Diana yesterday... and my, didn't know it's gonna go all the way past midnight. The atmosphere's pretty high there, but I end up thinking about my current position instead of jumping and waving my hands in the air. Upon seeing these guys perform, I wondered if there was a time they felt sick of it and wanted to call quits. But hey, maybe they're happier off doing music than any other thing else. Whatever that comes along with it, part and parcel of it. Guess that acceptance is something that I still can't really... kind of give it a green light thing. If not, I won't give a damn about ntu, haha... Wonder if I idealised 'art' a bit too much.
That half-depressing thought made me a bit idle there throughout the show...I was sitting down actually, the seats in front of me were all empty cos everyone had ran up close to the extended stage, giving a real clear view even as I sit and enjoy the music. Turned my attention to Ada's camera and caught a few photos of the group members.


She kept getting blurred photos due to her shaky hands, and not to mention, the shaky platform, almost everyone around are jumping in their place. And there comes Ashin walking past the platform for the thrid time (we're sitting real close to the stage, on it's left, I can see them clearly with my glasses..), not missing the chance to snap some photos there.


Haiz... clear but wierd wierd.
And then it came to an end. They performed a lot of songs, mainly from the new album that I bought not so long ago. We left the stadium, to know that the chartered buses were all gone. Our last resort was to haul a cab (or two to be exact), but all cabs that turned into the stadium roads were all 'on call'. It seems like some ulu place that no cabbie will roam everyday, hoping to get a customer. So we just walk around, and managed to catch one randomly. The two ladies let me have it first, since I lived very far from the stadium. Can't thank them enough... the cabbie happened to live in Bukit Batok too, so he didn't have a problem getting me back in the fastest time. Nice uncle....













