The Murky Waters Of Songwriting XIII

Hmm.

Last Friday, Alvin and I managed to come up with a new song, unofficially named 'It's All Joon Kiat's Fault'.

Just some background info, Joon Kiat is a Part-time Arts Lecturer in NYP, and he specialises in sadistically giving out copious amounts of homework, which are often done within wierd datelines, to his already shacked and sleep-deprived students.

So since Alvin and his classmates are suffering under Joon Kiat this semester (I just thank God he went through my class last semester), we both felt that it was partially in the spirit of the Fuzzy Green Grass to come up with something special to remember our happy times at NYP.

Based upon a widely-varied rock n' roll riff, we created a song which blamed Joon Kiat for various problems in life (whether relevant to his doing or not), and of course, we do it in our typical sense of humour. The high point of this song for me is the humour and also the opportunity for me to wing out a solo on electric. What's more it's only the second song in which I've managed to produce a solo of my own.

Just yesterday, I was fiddling around with my wah-wah pedal (no Alvin, it didn't electrocute me) and I managed to create the sound of whales and dolphins underwater! The secret to this is: harmonics.

I've just gotten up simply because i worked last night from 5pm till 4am, but i managed to makan some Nasi Lemak before heading home. Accompanying the Nasi Lemak was a 'Gin Sprite'.

The 'Gin Sprite' was just something I asked my colleague who worked behind the bar to mix for me, just so I could keep awake. I asked her for the the drink at 11pm, and i only got it at 3:45am. Nevermind that she passed it to me so 'early' but I can't blame her because the pub was full prior to 3:30am, and there would have been no time for her to fix it for me.

Anyhow, the drink was stronger than I had imagined; the first sip caused me to wince in surprise. I do believe I was feeling that floating sensation of drunkedness after I had only made it halfway. Goodness knows how much gin she put inside. I suppose I managed to hold my own even though the floating feeling just kept trying to take me off my feet in order for me to take a cab to the MRT station near my place and cycle home.

I think i might want to try sprite with vodka next time.


Cheers (most appropriately),

Crawldaddy