pop, the K way

Maybe reading ilsa’s recent posts made me want to write about some of the stuff that I’ve been listening to lately too. But I won’t claim to be someone who loves music enough to know about it. I enjoy music, many genres of it, but I don’t have a particular favourite. You can say that it’s like I’m the sort to drift with the flow, lacking in personal likes and tastes or whatever, but I just think I listen to what appeals to me, so it can materialise in any language or form.

I don’t listen to radio and have never really been active in discovering music. Usually music happens in my life by chance, when I hear a song being played somewhere or when I pick it up from shows that I watch.

Popular culture affects me easily and music being part of it, gets to me just as easily. So I don’t know when it was that the K-pop tunes started popping into my life but I kind of like the tunes and of course who can (ok not me anyway) resist all that pretty images and videos that come along with it? They may be manufactured but that’s that industry and I’m the end user who doesn’t care too much about the process anyhow.

To give them credit, there are actually song-writers who are not just a so-called pretty face and there are some good and some not so good. Everyone has their brand of poison and what works for me may not for some others. I won’t need to have someone else share my like for k-pop because it could all well be a fad for me and maybe a lot of you will scoff at me or at k-pop or whatever it is. It’s just a personal like, and nobody is deriding you for the kind of things you like, so… let’s all live in peace shall we?

I got this in Tokyo last month, and I must say the tunes are quite infectious. I don’t know what they mean or if they make any sense at all but to me music is about the tune. The lyrics seldom matter as much to me.


formula one in Singapore

The fourth F1 night race in Singapore concluded last night and as per past years I was only more than eager to be out of the City Hall area. I’m not really a fan of F1, even if somehow I believe more Singaporeans got to know about F1 and started to be interested in it after we started hosting it.

I used to take an interest in it during the hey days with the lethal combination of Ferrari and Michael Schumacher, but with his retirement went my interest too. I don’t know why but I just wasn’t that keen anymore, and I’ll blame it once more on my too-short attention/interest span. I just don’t take a very extended interest in many things in my life. Sad, but true.

So this post is actually not so much about F1. Haha. I was actually more interested in the other events that were organised in conjunction with the F1, such as the concerts, but as they were all held outdoors it meant that again my keenness to attend them plummeted. I was initially quite keen to go catch (my current favourite) K-pop boyband Big Bang’s GD&TOP (and SeungRi) in concert on Friday night, and also Linkin Park (seems like I have liked them for a long time now, which is good news for me, means I do take a longer interest in somethings after all!) but these plans didn’t materialise eventually.

There were also a lot of other events taking place in the big name clubs about town of which I am no part of because I am already no longer that keen in clubbing, not that I ever was very keen to begin with, and because I’m not really a somebody to be part of that scene.

But on Friday evening I finally met up with someone I haven’t seen for such a long time. If I hadn’t initiated the meet-up, well it’s anyone’s guess if we’ll ever get to meet again. Sigh. Anyhow we met really early and by the time the night was almost over we were already done with 2 bottles of white wine. But I wasn’t really that ready to call it a night yet even if I had a morning class on Saturday, so we took a long walk in the warm night and ended up at City Hall, because I wanted to see some night scenery. What better place to do it then at one of the highest points of the city?

The lights on the race track were still on when we went up, and it provided a really stunning contrast against the rest of the city that was already turning down the lights.

But elsewhere it still seemed like a lot of activity was on-going.

The music playing that night was great for a couple hours of dancing even when I was completely oblivious to the crowd on the dance floor whom I didn’t want to be a part of. It feels awesome to let go and dance once in a while and get myself all tired out from moving to the beats. Of course it wasn’t easy to then pull myself out from a realm of enjoyment and surrealism and anchor my feet back to the firm ground, go back home and sleep for 4 hours before waking up still in an inebriated state for lessons. My head was throbbing from the too-much-alcohol the night before but the dance beats were still reverberating at the back of my mind.