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07 June, 2008

The March Of The Infantry Infants

Our set tonight can only be described in two words and only two words:

so fuggin' awesome!

The stage was completely ours. Ahaha.. We gave them all one bad-ass performance. And yeah, we also exceeded the original time limit of 5 minutes playing time. We did erm.. a 10 minutes show? Haha.. So here's the outline of what happened..

2pm: I managed to ask my manager for an early release. Luck was on my side. She let me off at 1.57pm.
2.30pm: Quickly rushed off to Amin's void deck. Met the rest there. Helped out carrying the mixer and amps and other shit into the car. Reached school 10 minutes later.
3pm - 5.30pm: We tested our equipment. Mic'd up the amps, plugged everything into our portable mixer. Problems arised. Managed to fixed it. Full rehearsal commenced. Everything went smooth. Oh and the other bands performing were awesome too.. But we were the awesomest. Heh.
6pm: Washed up at one the school toilets. Felt fresh. And I smelt nice too. Hee.. Anyways, we had our free 'dinner' soon after that. 'Dinner' = a small box of white rice, green vegetable, some chicken chunks and a soap-like fishcake. No wonder it's free.. But then, it made me full. Haha.. Free stuff are always fulfilling..
7.30pm: Everyone was all dressed up in cool smart outfits.. All except us. Hahaha! We were just being ourselves. We were the slackest attired band there. Erm.. Let's see.. I was only wearing my black 3-quarters and Delifrance top uniform and my Vans snickers? Jackass.. Wooo..
7.45pm: It began. And shit, a couple of shit happened. This guitarist from another band spoiled his FAB distortion pedal. The keyboard for another band is not producing any sound from its amp. I looked at Yu Wei, the performance coordinater. I could see panic in her eyes.. Ooohh. And the curtains were already opened. So I just helped out trying to fix the keyboard problem. And it worked! Ahaha.. And as for the guitarist, one of my band members just told him to screw his pedal and make do with the settings in the amp. Voila.
8.15pm: The stage was empty. Audiences were waiting for sumthin they were unsure of. I looked at my band mates. Amin and Syamil gave that grin. Next thing we knew, everyone of us were grinning. It's time. The moment we came out from the backstage and started walking to our instruments, the crowd just went wild. Who wouldn't.. I think it's because of Syamil. Heh. I was bewildered by the crowd. Didn't expect it would be that many. So while the rest were starting up their amps, Syamil gave me the cue to start. And so we began..

Blitzkreig Bop by The Ramones was our first song. It was supposed to be a build up. To pump up the mood. It was really crazy when we heard the crowd go "Hey ho, let's go!" along with Syamil. And I swear I heard someone screamed my name out loud. Sadly, it was a coarse guy's voice.. Ergh.. We pulled through the first song.. Round 1, over. Now for round 2..

Dammit by Blink 182 was our second song for our medley. Heee.. Our forte. And and and.... Guess what, remember this line in the song:

"The steps that/I retrace/The sad look/On your face/The timing/And structure/Did you hear/You ........ her"

We just couldn't resist but to breakdown for one bar and scream out that word in the blank out loud. So loud that people didn't actually notice we were swearing! Ahaha.. Hmm.. What's the word again.. Duck? Luck? Oh right.. Fuck.

We ended our medley with an instrumental, Grab The Devil By The Horns by Sum 41. It was sweet. Haha.. I just love the part when our 3 guitarists synchronized headbanging while playing their riffs. And I was like at the back swinging my whole arms while crashing the cymbals and snare. It's great to know that everyone was enjoying ourselves on stage. We had that 'fuck the sound system, let's fucking rock the stage' attitude. And yeah...

ON 7TH JUNE 2008,
SINISTER INFANTS

ROCKED THE STAGE OF
RIVERSIDE SEC HOMECOMING!

Next stop: the world? Heh. All in all, I'd like to thank us all for making things happen. Amin, Hamzah, Iswan, Syamil and Zakaria.. AND special thanks to Abdul Aziz for always being there for us. Hmmm.. I still can't believe that we still made it after so many shit that happen. A band started in sec 2, formed by 5 jackasses.. Many came and went, but in the end, we stick to our original casts. Haha.. I so love this band. It's the only one place I could be myself. Thanks guys.

Okay. Now I'm gonna start doing some compositions for us. Next stop would be Singapore Polytechnic. Count on that. Till then.. Cheers and rock on. \m/


reminisced;
- 11:55 PM

EL INTROVERTO

el introverto

Zakaria
Officially 18
Demure by nature
Straight, single and not-looking
Music & Audio Tech student at SP
Sinister Infants
Melodic punk rock
Jackass
Skate


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Get above 3.0 for 2nd year's GPA
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New spectacles
Record those 2 songs
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Break this inner barrier
Tell her
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More time to recover again


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