i just watch sigur rós live last night and i had to said OMG wow wow, excellent concert by them. when will they be coming down here? but they bringing down mogwai instead. well here the review and the video link.

sigur rós in laugardalshöllin, reykjavíknovember 27th 2005

*****
"the best thing god has created"

sigur rós seemed to be in better spirits last sunday than when i saw them last. their new album, "takk...", has done very well, both critically and commercially. its tone is considerably lighter than that of their slow and melancholic previous release, "( )". the band's mood might also be explained by the fact that on sunday they held the most phenomenal pop concert ever to take place in iceland. icelanders hardly ever get the chance to witness seventeen musicians on stage at one time unless the band is icelandic – the cost of travel and accomodations for foreigners is simply too high. this is why it's convenient that we have a band as wonderful as sigur rós, and such talented musicians to assist them on stage. the marriage of these musicians' talents resulted in a truly unforgettable evening.

when a semi-transparent silkscreen separated the audience from the stage, i began to suspect we were in for something special. the band members entered the stage with the intro song "takk" in the background as the crowd watched the enormous silhouettes of jónsi, georg, orri and kjartan appear on the silkscreen. they launched into "glósóli", much to the crowd's pleasure. with a roar of guitars in the second half of the song we were abruptly introduced to the band's rock personality. a divine yellow light bathed the screen and auditorium, and goosebumps creeped down my back.

the screen was pulled back and jónsi commenced attacking the strings on his guitar with a bow. somehow, this wall of noise faded seamlessly into the delicate intro of "ný batterí" from "ágætis byrjun" as a nine-piece brass band played the horn intro. darkness pervaded the stage until pounding drums burst into the song and bright lights blinked to the rhythm of orri's precise but minimalistic drum beat.

the remainder of the concert continued in this dramatic manner. in nearly every song there was a divine moment of sound or visuals: the auditorium filling with smiling faces as the brass band playfully marched across the stage during the end of "sé lest"; the extraordinary string and brass arrangements of "hoppípolla / með blóðnasir" and "olsen olsen", and the crowd's sincere, involunatry applause as they recognized the songs; the long silence during the middle of "viðrar vel til loftárása"; the pleasure of witnessing the band's synergy on stage and the ease with which they exchange instruments; bassist georg playing drums while orri is busy playing on one of the many keyboards on stage.

one of the concert's most exceptional moments was during last song before the first encore, "heysátan", one of the best songs of "takk...". the four band members formed a tight circle in the middle of stage, lit with one simple spotlight. seeing the band so intimate after such extravagant precedings made you forget there were five thousand other guests in the auditorium. the massive stage had suddenly transformed into a cozy garage or basement and i felt like a fly on the wall at a rehearsal of theirs. when the song was finished i hesitated – should i applaud them back to the stage? wasn't this the perfect end to a flawless concert?

the other concert guests had no such hesitations. they wanted more. sigur rós returned to the stage and played "hafsól", which first appeared on 1997's "von" but has now been released as a reworking on the "hoppípolla" single. the b-side to the "untitled #1" single followed, accompanied by an effective video backdrop of white birds on a black background, sitting on a wire. as the song floated on the birds came and went, resulting in a state of timelessness. the song closed with the birds and orri sitting alone on stage. orri played a simple but moving melody on electric piano. the crowd roared with applause when the song finished, scaring the birds away so that they flew off the wire in unison.

the stage emptied until jónsi positioned himself in the front of the stage and thanked the crowd for their reactions – it was time for the last song, "untitled #8" from ( ). the beat transition in the middle of the song triggered the silkscreen to move over the stage and the enormous silhouettes of the band, which a moment ago seemed so friendly, suddenly towered over us menacingly. jónsi's shadow was most prominent, appearing to be alone on the stage. the lonely hopelandic reminded me of the cries of a wounded animal. when the madness took over and all the band members began to thrash the instruments violently, their shadows merged with indistinct and ominous images which appeared on the screen while powerful lights blinked randomly in all directions. the chaos was ultimate. the tones and images became unseperable in my mind and it all seemed like a wonderful nightmare which would never end. but it did end, with orri smashing his drum set, and sigur rós had proved themselves to be one of the best bands in the world.

but the climax of the concert had occurred much earlier, in "viðrar vel til loftárása". i have already mentioned the long silence before the line "við riðum heimsendi". though this was particularly sweet, nothing could have prepared me for the flood of emotions that came upon hearing jónsi singing the line "the best thing god has created is a new day". in one instant all the memories of my life appeared to me, just as is said to happen when we die. i saw a white light which was not of this world, all the muscles in my body contracted in one brief moment, and an indescribably blissful shiver ran through me when the muscles all relaxed at once. a tear fell down my right cheek and i had to tighten the grip on my significant other, sitting to my right.

the person sitting to my left ran off shortly after this song and didn't come back. i imagine the song touched him so deeply that he realized he had made a mistake and decided to run down the stairs, into the embrace of his loved one. just like in the movies. except it's real.

click here for the video: http://exodus.interoutemediaservices.com/?id=d14ec72f-7a94-43bf-8f66-f16536c11e2f&delivery=stream

listening to: Bjork - Aurora

saturday was a long day for me, from doing set-up to djing at night. mans i felt like a super robot cans. but yeah it was nice to spin again. and i must said i just found my 30 mins sets was damn fun and funny lah. i was like laughing most of the times. but am glad that peoples actually likes it. so it's worth the 4 days of planning for just 20 rekords, damn. so when i got back i just goes zoom to bed after bathing. mans i cans like slept the whole day lah. and yes monday, tear down. went to office and falls asleep for awhile there. guess now people will know me for playing hip-hop?? hur hur

listening to: KRS-ONE - Step Into The World (Rapture's Delight)

Luomo - Tessio

I guess you turn me on,
When you're gone,
For me it didn't go wrong,
we just made another song.

Off getting it alone,
Never asking if for long,
It's just that the world ain't enough,
And it never was for the two of us.

Baby, it's ok.

I guess you made me warm,
When you do the hum,
Making everybody come,
Getting creative with your charm.

I tried to be all yours,
Over line ain't answering your calls,
Don't say it's false,
I'm only following my thoughts.

Baby it's ok,
We'll make it better,
Baby, I, I'll survive,
Without these women in my life.

listening to: Luomo - Tessio

The Cathay presents a coming together of the diverse sounds from 10 different collectives.
In this friendly showdown, one representative from each collective will be challenged to take the helm and steer the wheels of steels with only 20 records for exactly 30 minutes.
Master-of-Ceremony, Sheikh Haikel will ensure no rules get broken. Expect a union of all genres in an exciting topsy-turvy musical ride that will leave everybody a winner.

Date: 22nd April 2006, Saturday
Time: 2200hrs – 0300hrs (Doors Open at 2100hours – Show Begins at 2200hours)
Venue: The Cathay – Level 2 - 2 Handy Road Singapore (229233)
Entry Public: Kindly RSVP at informatik@kinemat.com for entry by 21st April

p.s and yes i be playing after for so long..

been raining for a few days now. it just makes everything so damp. my mood is following the damp weather. and i got a scratch mark on my neck and a bump too when i woke up, scary shit. both side got scratch marks somemore. Actually like my whole body got mark lah. and when i show my mom she was like nothing on your neck. it's damn pain cans. ahhhh and shit, i must make a playlist for this saturdays. and yet i havent even look at my records lah. haha
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(I'm waiting for the stars)

listening to: Craig Armstrong - This Love

The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold....
And soon I'll hear ol' winter's song.
When autumn leaves start to fall.

listening to: The Cardigans - For What It's Worth

omg The Wizard aka Jeff Mills, had really gone back to minimal and acid sounds. where was his hard funky and edgy sound. guess his getting old. but it's all good atleast i heard him played jaguar when we were going back to phuture. and i just go arghhhhhhh and pause and said "let wait till this song finish then we go phuture cans." well shuffle till the song finish.. hur hur. it had been so long that i heard this playing from a techno dj. but i guess i just miss the bells when we at phuture, damnsssssssss.

listening to: Jeff Mills - The Bells

Angst: in contemporary connotative use, most often describes the intense frustration.

looks like it an angsty season. be Gai Soleil.

listening to: Placebo - Teenage Angst

i came across this when i was surfing the net. i want, i want ones. so cool to have the whole set of pulp fiction action figures.
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I was looking for life
Nothing inside but memories
the same as those I keep with me

listening to: Coldcut - Autumn Leaves

well i just make a stone came out from my mouth, and i should said i felt relieve. althou it's not what i wanted to hear. but it's all goodssssssssss.

listening to: Sum 41 - Pieces

being disconnected for 11/2 days is no fun, you felt like you had been disconnected from the world, peoples and your life. and what did i do when i'm disconnected. i slept most of the times while being restless. and this is the song that suddenly came up on my itunes. abit emo ar i know. but dunno suddenly feel so indies. haha
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I know a girl she walks the asphalt world
She comes to me and I supply her with Ecstasy
Sometimes we ride in a taxi to the ends of the city
Like big stars in the back seat like skeletons ever so pretty
I know a girl she walks the asphalt world

But where does she go?
And what does she do?
And how does she feel when she's next to you?
And who does she love in time-honoured fur?
Is it me or her?

I know a girl she walks the asphalt world
She's got a friend, they share mascara I pretend
Sometimes they fly from the covers to the winter of the river
For these silent stars of the cinema
It's in the blood stream, it's in the liver
I know a girl, she walks the arse felt world

But where does she go?
And what does she do?
And how does she feel when she's next to you?
And who does she love in time-honoured fur?
Is it me or is it her?

With ice in her blood
And a Dove in her head
Well how does she feel when she's in your bed?
When you're there in her arms
And there in her legs
Well I'll be in her head

Cos that's where I go
And that's what I do
And that's how it feels when the sex turns cruel
Yes both of us need her, this is the asphalt world

listening to: Suede - The Asphalt World

Dis-konnected
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listening to: Wilco - My Darling

working yesterday @ The Cathay not as bad as the last week ones. this is more chilling out session. well night came. and we end up at office after eating nasi briyani (yum, yum.) and yes, we're like holding private party at office.
close all the light said jerlyn, and just the table lamp is switch on. after like 1hr of waiting, came out the red wine (thks to akira). and guess who the dj?? me (e dj who's playing wif his ipod on akira speaker.)
everybody was like sitting on the comfortable bean bag. and yes jerlyn wanted to sleep after 1 cup of red wine. and then came akira disses. well we got like some after party liddat after the private parteee.
and zouk it was. and it's like 1am when we got there, tot it's like 2am already. well it's was fun at zouk. do some shuffling abit. see old friends. a really good nite out. but yes i just felt there is something missing from e whole picture?? but i lazy wanna go and figure it out.. haha.

listening to: Nina Simone - Sinnerman (Felix The Housecat Heavenly House Mix)