Third Place Gig Debrief

Firstly thanks to the friends who turned up for the gig even though it wasn't their thing... (See poster in previous post)

Ok the debrief and the same thing I tell everyone, we didn't practise hard for this set, and I am quite frustrated indeed.

I wanna enjoy playing on stage guys, I know I also need to practise, we all need to! Anyway here are some pictures from the gig!

Jason Nah, biceps man and organiser of the night!


L - R: Joy, Andrea & Valerie. Andrea was the door chica!


That's us! Claire's Flower Shop ladies & gentlemen!


Gloria, who tore the house down


Crown Of Thorns, who tore the house down more


Starfish, who brought back so many good ol' memories


And Parousia who never fails to stir me up!

Upcoming Gig The Giving Back Gig

Sloppy Boys And Oral B

I got two profound things to ask...

Do girls of today like the smart and kempt kinda guy or the anything also can kind. Do they always need to be in shirt and pants, then hair must be stuck to the scalp with gel?

Oh and why is Oral-B, 'B'? Which then is the 'A' class oral care brand? Hehe, P-R-O-F-O-U-N-D ain't it doc? :P

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Thursday, October 30, 2003

Convinced Me

I am now sure that except for a handful few, the rest of my friends don't love me. No it's not a self-pity statement, it's thought through, maybe it should be MORE thought through. O what the heck.

There is non like God. I know now. None.

[Added at 2:58AM]

O and if you pray and you haven't been praying for me? I beseech you for prayers, thank you folks.

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Wednesday, October 29, 2003

New Layout Part Two

thePIPE works now, essentially links and archives.. maybe I'll add a little bio thingie there... :)

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Tuesday, October 28, 2003

New Layout Part One

O yes it's here! Much thanks to Rachel for providing me with the solutionto commenting systems for PITAS! The rest of the sections on the site will follow suit!

I'll really try to finish this up and not leave stuff lying undone. Yeah yeah. :D

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Monday, October 27, 2003

SNAG Analysed

I was thinking about this as I was showering... A SNAG (Sensitive New Age Guy) is really NEW AGE! The girls of today aren't looking for snags! (I think I'm a snag)

So based on the survey on myself, I have found that I am not wanted by the women of today. The ladies want men who are manly, not some whimpering boy who is honest-to-god with what he is feeling.

That's something for the future, so who are the people who will take these snags? Gays.

But I'm so not gay, I'm heterosexual! I love girls! Haha.

So in conclusion, I conclude that I was born in the wrong century.

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Friday, October 24, 2003

My License to Whine

O God, I feel so down. I can whine here, it's my blog, right? Besides I'm in an emo band, all emo people are whinos.

I've got a bitch of a headache and I feel so lonely! 20 people on my icq list are online but I feel like I can't chat any up.

It usually starts with "Hi" and a ":)" and it ends.

So lonely, O so lonesome me.

I learnt that someone I was in love with got attached, then I felt sour, like I gave up something, 'cos she liked me too!

I wrote this a while back...

AN UNWANTED APOLOGY

To say what you want to hear
Would be my dear
To lie to
First

You

Then to
Myself

I want to hear it too
To love and to hold
To not let go

***

I look at you
I feel like I’m stabbed
Because I have so utterly failed
Fell short of myself

To stop what might have been
For good or worse was to protect you and me

To say sorry would be futile
I know
Yet
I have to

Sad ain't it? I miss affection I miss love, yet I know that these things I should look for not in this world, but in Him who is supposedly in me. That is if I AM SAVED by Grace through faith.

Am I making sense?

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Wednesday, October 22, 2003

Readership Woes

I've lost my readership, if you're still reading do tag me? :) Thanks...

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Wednesday, October 8, 2003

Thing In My Head

The three things stuck in my head are 28 Days Later, OST - Amelie and that girl in the black dress. :)

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Saturday, October 4, 2003

I am not over it

I think... Maybe I'm bitter, they tell me in magazines that scorpios bear grudges.

Every time I see her, I tell my friends, "I used to like her", why do I even keep saying such things?

Get over it kid.

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Sunday, September 28, 2003

Jenn On A Mission

This is an email from Jenn:

Dear Brothers and Sisters

Six Grace members including me will be on a mission trip to Pakistan from the 12th to the 22th of September. This is my first mission trip and it is not going to be an easy trip because we're going to be teaching at a bible-school. Imagine, me teaching some degree and diploma students. I am nervous. But here are some things u all could be praying for us for.

1) Teaching seminar in bible school
2) Youth Rally
3) Children's programme
4) Preaching to poor people

With Luv, Blessings and ridiculous fills
Jenn

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Friday, September 12, 2003

Stop Using Kazaa | For Your Own Good

If you've heard a certain someone getting fined a hefty sum for downloading music or any file off Kazaa and didn't know if you could believe the reports?

You should start believing and stop downloading, off Kazaa at least. I just received word from my friend, Jack, that 2 of his friends were fined $2k and $6k!

It's no joke folks... I don't know how they track if you're using but some tell me that you just have to turn off the file sharing function, but I'm not taking any chances!

It's your call.

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Sunday, September 7, 2003

Blood Of Wolves

This is below article is worth reading...

Eskimo hunters in Alaska have a unique way of hunting wolves. They freeze a long bladed knife upright in the frozen ice. Then they paint the blade of the knife with layers of blood and go away. The wolf smells the scent of the blood and approaches the knife. The wolf is overcome with a controllable desire for blood and begins licking the blade and slits its tongue on the long blade and begins bleeding. With its voracious appetite for blood, it continues to consume the blood, not realizing it is eating its own blood. Not able to stop, the wolf bleeds to death in the feeding frenzy. Pretty grisly isn’t it?

Click here to read the rest of the article...

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Thursday, September 4, 2003

A Change of Kingdoms

I went to meet darling Nicole for supper and I grabbed the book “The Pursuit of Holiness” by Jerry Bridges to read for the trip to Holland Village. I read Chapter 5, it’s titled “A Change of Kingdoms”, a change of the kingdom of sin to the kingdom of holiness.

For we know that our old self was crucified with Him so that the body of sin might be rendered powerless, that we should no longer be slaves to sin – because anyone who has died has been freed from sin. (Romans 6:6-7)

Which brings me to a very fundamental question I ask myself, have I been crucified with Him, have I been saved, am I born again? I’m not sure! O no!

“After experiencing a great deal of failure with our sinful nature, we are told that we have been trying to live the Christian life in the energy of the flesh. We need to “stop trying and start trusting,” or to “let go and let God.” We are told that if we just turn our sin problem over to Christ and rest in His finished work on Calvary, He will then live His life in us and we will experience a life of victory over sin.” (Bridges, p. 53)

In the same way, count yourselves dead to sin but alive to God in Christ Jesus. Therefore do not let sin reign in your mortal body so that you obey its evil desires. (Romans 6:11-12)

So I’m to count myself, or ‘reckon’ as the King James version puts it and to not let sin reign in me. So these are the things that I HAVE to do. But such things are futile if I am not born again, not delivered from the kingdom of sin.

“You cannot say to a slave, “Live as a free man,” but you can say that to someone delivered from slavery.” (Bridges, p. 60)

I need to be sure of my salvation.

All quotes were taken from The Pursuit of Holiness by Jerry Bridges

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Monday, September 1, 2003

Sonic Fest 2003

Interesting day, extremely exhausting... First time I played in Sonic Festival! Something so big...

I loved CFS' set but Jenn didn't really like it... He couldn't connect with his own singing.

Right before we went onto stage Jenn told me that we were not selected for the NP's gig. The panel that judged us yesterday were present at Sonic Fest today, so I told Jenn, "I'll show them!"

And they asked Jenn if we could play for the NP gig after seeing us rock! :P

But too bad we can't 'cos if we played then Gloria wouldn't be able to play so, too bad... Next time, always a next time!

Sonic Festival was quite quiet throughout most of the day, people drifting in and out of the place, the mainstage was only packed during the night segment of the festival. Maybe it can be cheaper still! It is after all an event where youths go to, times are bad, students are POOR...

O yeah and I met Fion in person, heh.

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Saturday, August 30, 2003

Complacency Kills

WAH! The auditions in school was a big screw up! I'm glad we were made to play 2 songs, the 2nd song was our redemption.

The panel nodded in unison when Jenn "flew". *PHEW* Teach me Lord to not be complacent and to keep my focus!

Tomorrow's the big gig man!!! I wanna see you there! Yes, you.

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Friday, August 29, 2003

Right Reason? Or Left?

Is there ever a right reason to like someone, to fall in love with that person.

What's that? I wish I knew, I really don't know what it's like anymore. It's not that I don't fall in love anymore, argh, it's such a strange thing. And uh, I feel so uh, ... pathetic? I don't know.

"Goddammit Liang, quit your whinin'!"

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Tuesday, August 26, 2003

Claire's Flower Shop - No One Visits

Yep, everyone I've asked for the gig so far hasn't give me a 100% positive answer... It really shows how many supportive people I have around me, does it not? :)

I mean, you may not like the music I play, but... You know?

Click here for more info on the gig

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Monday, August 25, 2003

Why The Long Tagboard?

Because I had thought, that people would be saying a lot of things on it.

But now it only emphasizes the inactivity and quietness of this blog...

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Sunday, August 24, 2003

Thank you

Thank you all who have comforted me, prayed for me and my family.

Especially Vallie, she gave me a card and a hug! Wow. :)

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Friday, August 22, 2003

Worldly Desires Destroy

Yes things like guitars, amplifiers and guitar effects are getting the better of me. The desire of such things is overwhelming... I'm so frustrated.

"But Liang, you can still make music for Jesus without all those fancy stuff!"

So hard to live it! Hai...

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Thursday, August 14, 2003

Oi

Hello World, Blue Planet, Piece-of-shit-thing-called-earth.

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Thursday, August 14, 2003

Drained

I don't know why, it's only 9:30pm and I'm so tired, so sleepy... Maybe the last 2 days' worth of activities drained all the energy... My head is aching... Ugh.

Thanks to those who've been praying and those who asked how I was, I appreciate it. Keep on praying though, the idea of a loved one not going to the place that I'm going pains me. Though Ah-Ma did say the sinner's prayer... :)

Ah... I need rest...

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Monday, August 11, 2003

Monotonous Black and White

Monotonous Black and White

Like a metronome striking a four four beat
A handheld bell chimes
Incessant chanting rings in-synce
As incense smoke rises, grey ashes fall

Son first
Daughter second
In laws third
and grandchildren fourth

Kneeling thrice
Bowing thrice
Three times around

Touching her for the last time
Kneeling one last time
The box containing her mortal shell is sealed

Black and white on our nation's day
Neither red nor fireworks

For on a dull Saturday
A precious soul departs for a better Place

A precious soul I say
Because every soul is precious in its way
Precious too, in His sight


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Sunday, August 10, 2003

Obituary

My granny just passed away at 320am while most of us were asleep.

The wake will be held at Clementi Blk 327. I still don't know the duration of the wake, will let you all know soon.

She's off to a better place
To the streets with no names
I whispered into her ears last night
I will see you again

Those who wanna come can do so.

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Saturday, August 9, 2003

Death Bed

I just wrote this

Death Bed

I watched her lying there
I held her warm hands
I talked to her

But her eyes were blank
She was not looking at me
She looked past me
Maybe she looked to a life beyond this thingama-existence

I held her hands again
They were cold to the touch
So much of her life was drained in a mere twenty minutes

She moaned and groaned
I wonder what she was trying to say

I held her hands one last time
Not to speak to her
But to God
Asking for God to rest her precious soul
To reduce her pain
To deliver her from this place
From her death bed
Copyright Ng Liang Zhi

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Friday, August 8, 2003

Gay Not

J: Is M gay? Is M gay? (Just imagine this really irritating guy asking it over and over again with M really close by)

S: Why don't you ask him yourself?

J: Aiyah I know he's gay lah, just like LIANG right?

Hwahahaha...

Solid joke right? :) But J you better watch what you say because I'm closer to more people than you think I can be, and close to people you'd never think I was close with.

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Wednesday, July 30, 2003

Hopes Dashed, Kaboom

I was talking to my dad about the prospects of me becoming a photographer, and he kinda just washed out all of the fire and passion I had of wanting to do it professionally.

Yeah, so now I feel like I REALLY have no direction in my final year in school.

Like

"I'll just shoot this and get over with it"

But then there's another side of me that tells me not to lose heart and prove him wrong and prove my discouraging side wrong.

"Is that you God?" (",)

Silence No More

Yes I broke the blogging silence after thirteen days, some sound for now.

I'm wondering if the silence made the slightest impact at all.

How has everyone been? Christoper Simpson of The Gloria Record is so... emotional? Buddhistson is amazing. Go to Baybeats.

The Gloria Record

Just lonely, baby--doesn't mean I'm looking for a friend. I've got plenty, I'm still learning how to lay down my life for them. Don't want to find yourself alone at thirty-five, spending half what you make on your car (and hating that drive). Just crazy, maybe--doesn't mean I'm looking for a cure. I've got stability that scares you, 'cause it's hard to believe when you're so sure. No matter how different you are, you're just like everybody else. No matter how hard you try and fit in, there is no one like you. You will find you spend a good deal of your life, sitting at red lights.

THE GLORIA RECORD'S A LULL IN TRAFFIC.

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Wednesday, July 23, 2003

Enough is Enough

Yes I've had enough of being mister nice guy.

Stop using me, dammit!

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Wednesday, July 23, 2003

Beautiful Sight

There's only so long I can be (mildly) depressed, so just let me linger a little while.

I saw a beautiful sight today... I thought it was anyway!

A granny in her 70s was on the swing at the playground below having a time of her life! As if to challenging her little grand daughter to get onto the other swing!

Man, what a sight... :)

Life is beautiful.

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Thursday, July 10, 2003

God Rest Their Souls

The Iranian conjoined twins that came to Singapore for the seperation operation passed away.

May God rest their souls... More here.

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Tuesday, July 8, 2003

Cold July - City of Gold

Cold July – City of Gold

“All gold things are good things”

The city of warmth
Where it rains only to see sunshine after
Where good manners and smiles are encouraged
The city of gold

Strangely though

“I feel cold and alone”

The wind slaps my face like frozen bronze on my skin

“I wander and I find no respite”

People walk past together slapping reality into me

“I, alone”

“I cannot sit and I cannot stand”

She saves me, if only for a while

“I forget pain instantly and soak in whatever love I can”

“Then I’m left to my own designs”