22
Sunday, July 09, 2006
22
Okay,let's put things into perspective here.Right now as i am typing this blog entry,it is about 22 hours away from the Coldplay Concert.That's a little half than a day's worth of time,one sleep and three meals away.Right now at this very moment,i am still in disbelief that i am actually going to the concert,after so many years of self-convincing that none of the bands that i like will ever come to Singapore.Ever.First,Oasis came along while i was in India.That pissed me off,but i guess the sights and sounds of India paid off,enough to redeem the fact that i missed that concert.Then Damien Rice came,and because bloody Sistics did not advertise that concert i missed it.I remember cursing so loud it scared the neighbour's dogs and made the babies cry.Okay,perhaps i am exaggerating,but curse i did.
Anyway,so the wait is finally over,save for the few hours left till the concert actually starts.I dont suppose this surreal feeling inside of me is going to dissipate anytime soon.Im probably going to wake up halfway through the concert and go,"Wow,im at a Coldplay concert!"
It's strange how after the influence the military i start to plan out every little detail,from the beginning till the end,from the big picture to the small details.Take a trip to town alone for example.The attention i place on wardrobe is rather normal,because after all you are putting yourself out there in public's eyes,and you do have to have the basic courtesy to make yourself presentable.I guess the more ridiculous aspect of my trip to town everytime is perhaps the route i am going to take,where i am going to go first,if i am going to arrive early,do i need to bring a book with me,do i need coffee to accompany my book reading,stuff like that.Basically,i plan everything down to the littlest details,and it bugs even me at times.
So,tomorrow being a major day for myself i have no intentions of letting it go without my planning.However much i hate myself for being so picky on details,i guess my bad habit can finally come into good use tomorrow.Mainly because of the sheer number of people that are going to attend the concert tomorrow.Going there really isnt a problem,but rather 'escaping' the place will be one.I mean,just imagine 15000 people released from a single venue at the same time.Then you have to consider the number of taxis that will be stationed outside the stadium to pick up lazy fans.Really,you just have to expect the worst after the concert.Anyway,i have my camera charging as i type,with the songs to take videos of and what to wear,all ironed out and hung up.
A friend of mine who will be attending the concert as well,asked me the other time about what i usually do after a concert.Well,i wasnt actually ashamed of telling him this,but i havent actually been to a concert before.I have a good argument for that.First of all,the bands i like are really down low,or rather they dont really see Singapore as a country,but rather a state of a country.They see Asia as a country,and by going to Tokyo you've been to the rest of Asia.However wrong that might be,that perhaps their mindset,because EVERYBODY goes to Tokyo and never the rest of Asia.The nearest Coldplay ever came to Singapore was Bangkok a few years ago,of all places.So,i never forced myself to go to any concerts because they were simply not music that i liked.I was tempted to go The Eagles concert the other time when they came,but when the ticket price was at a bloody five hundred dollars a piece i went crazy.
So,the next 22 hours is probably going to fly by easily.I mean,i still remember the day when i recieved the news that they are coming to Singapore over at the forums.I remember typing everything afterwards in Caps.Then the day when i bought the tickets in mid-May,and here i am just one day away from the actual concert.It is a rather interesting thought,that the band is somewhere on the same island now,probably breathing in the same column of air like you and eating crap Singaporean food.Too.Well,welcome to Singapore Coldplay,and no worries Chris,we dont think you are a plant pot.
Okay,let's put things into perspective here.Right now as i am typing this blog entry,it is about 22 hours away from the Coldplay Concert.That's a little half than a day's worth of time,one sleep and three meals away.Right now at this very moment,i am still in disbelief that i am actually going to the concert,after so many years of self-convincing that none of the bands that i like will ever come to Singapore.Ever.First,Oasis came along while i was in India.That pissed me off,but i guess the sights and sounds of India paid off,enough to redeem the fact that i missed that concert.Then Damien Rice came,and because bloody Sistics did not advertise that concert i missed it.I remember cursing so loud it scared the neighbour's dogs and made the babies cry.Okay,perhaps i am exaggerating,but curse i did.
Anyway,so the wait is finally over,save for the few hours left till the concert actually starts.I dont suppose this surreal feeling inside of me is going to dissipate anytime soon.Im probably going to wake up halfway through the concert and go,"Wow,im at a Coldplay concert!"
It's strange how after the influence the military i start to plan out every little detail,from the beginning till the end,from the big picture to the small details.Take a trip to town alone for example.The attention i place on wardrobe is rather normal,because after all you are putting yourself out there in public's eyes,and you do have to have the basic courtesy to make yourself presentable.I guess the more ridiculous aspect of my trip to town everytime is perhaps the route i am going to take,where i am going to go first,if i am going to arrive early,do i need to bring a book with me,do i need coffee to accompany my book reading,stuff like that.Basically,i plan everything down to the littlest details,and it bugs even me at times.
So,tomorrow being a major day for myself i have no intentions of letting it go without my planning.However much i hate myself for being so picky on details,i guess my bad habit can finally come into good use tomorrow.Mainly because of the sheer number of people that are going to attend the concert tomorrow.Going there really isnt a problem,but rather 'escaping' the place will be one.I mean,just imagine 15000 people released from a single venue at the same time.Then you have to consider the number of taxis that will be stationed outside the stadium to pick up lazy fans.Really,you just have to expect the worst after the concert.Anyway,i have my camera charging as i type,with the songs to take videos of and what to wear,all ironed out and hung up.
A friend of mine who will be attending the concert as well,asked me the other time about what i usually do after a concert.Well,i wasnt actually ashamed of telling him this,but i havent actually been to a concert before.I have a good argument for that.First of all,the bands i like are really down low,or rather they dont really see Singapore as a country,but rather a state of a country.They see Asia as a country,and by going to Tokyo you've been to the rest of Asia.However wrong that might be,that perhaps their mindset,because EVERYBODY goes to Tokyo and never the rest of Asia.The nearest Coldplay ever came to Singapore was Bangkok a few years ago,of all places.So,i never forced myself to go to any concerts because they were simply not music that i liked.I was tempted to go The Eagles concert the other time when they came,but when the ticket price was at a bloody five hundred dollars a piece i went crazy.
So,the next 22 hours is probably going to fly by easily.I mean,i still remember the day when i recieved the news that they are coming to Singapore over at the forums.I remember typing everything afterwards in Caps.Then the day when i bought the tickets in mid-May,and here i am just one day away from the actual concert.It is a rather interesting thought,that the band is somewhere on the same island now,probably breathing in the same column of air like you and eating crap Singaporean food.Too.Well,welcome to Singapore Coldplay,and no worries Chris,we dont think you are a plant pot.