So I went down to Baybeats yesterday and the day before, and the company was great, oh yes indeed, but the standard of music or rather the image of local music feels like its wrist has been slit since I last visited. For one, there seemed to be a lack of anything from the musical spectrum apart from punk/emo bands. Where were the hard rock acts like Kate of Kale and Love Me Butch (fine they were there but I missed their act, missed A Vacant Affair too.sheesh) for the machiam headbangers like me and the toned down, acoustic alt sets like Copeland for the rest of the people? A Punk/Emo overload leaves a severe cloying sensation in your mouth, something like peanut butter and chewing gum. Together! Ugh. And speaking of delectables, where the heeeooowlll was WildDogs? The best hotdogs this side of heaven?! Grilled Oniony goodness?! Gone, just like the true alternative spirit of Baybeats.

Makes you wanna cry eh? *nudge nudge wink wink*

Saturday was a severe letdown. The first band I saw, together with Liow and Michelle was this band from KL with a singer that resembled Sheikh Haikel, I think... His voice was above average I guess, just that sounding like the rest of the 1251515161768 vocalist on punk parade dosen't do anything to your above averageness does it. Went to catch whatchamacall it Fading Sunset or something after that at the Chirrout stage. Wasn't bad, I loved some of the falsettos and mallet effects but it was , sigh, normer lah. Soon left with Liow to go for supper at Newton"Chai Tao Kway, Gor Kor! Chai Poh Juay Juay!" and yeah, bleaghhh.

Yesterday was somewhat more entertaining, and I say entertaining, not musically enriching. Maybe coz BLT brought his huge ass camera and got a pic or two out of the floundering masses *ahem above*, did random podcast crap, took a picture with Electrico, Sean got them to sign his sweaty shirt, I got the standing space next to Amanda Ling *dies* and kena recognized by some lady from the Sunday Times with reference made to my shady past in the media industry. I can't wait for the pics. But the music, ah well..

I didn't go to baybeats for Electrico, may I attest to with fervour and intensity. I was hoping for a headbanging rock-out like last year, but to be honest that didn't happen this time. Electrico was alright, so they added a few more cuss words here and there, but I guess that stirred up the nationalistic fervour of the crowd. haha. The things that'd make a Singaporean feel patriotic... Before that Concave Scream were actually decent, first use of the double-pedal since forever, and I don't know but I actually remember their last song- Rewired, and truth be told, enjoyed it.

I have a sudden craving to use the word machiam, so I didn't care much about the machiam female singer led bands like Astreal and Lunarin, so Lele, Darren Chew and moi ran to the Swissotel to beat like 448572696 tourists to a cab before midnight surcharge hell came.

We got blinded by the neon bru lights on the wheels of a rickshaw which was blasting tehno beats.

From beats to beats, I'm beat.


cya later.