The Get Together Session for Butching Me Love
We finally got together, and carried on with some old tunes and the newer/fresher ones for Friday's gig, two sessions all in all. Remembering all the songs over and over again. Definitely, we are tired of playing the same old numbers, normally what we do is that we reconstruct/deconstruct/shorten/expand/trash the songs, so when we play them, they do feel fresh somehow.
As for now, we have to agree upon that I seldom update anything here, so might as well I do some historical analysis of the songs we have played based on last night's session.
The session last night started out with 'Take Over The World', Jeremy wrote this song for an experimental performance we did under KYTV 3 years ago at the Substation, Sabrina and Syed Ahmad from Moods were in it. She sang only the chorus...that was pretty soothing. In the beginning, I was reluctant at first, because I thought my voice couldn't carry certain high pitches and the melody was pretty weird. But after a while, I got used to it completely, and this song remained one of the powerful number.
Frankly, from my personal interpretation of this song, its about power-trip/mind-fucked/exploiters/greedy bastards, I assumed Jeremy wrote this when he was in the army. A combination of a fluke bossa, hard rockin riff with sing-along-chorus.
The next song I would like to talk about in brief is Mr Fantesticles, the song LocalBar Boys covered, this song was written in a strangest way, it was Jeremy who got this 'jeering' riff, like those neh-neh-neh-neh type of sound, and The Strokes just came out with their first album, we had this small studio in a factory called The Pete. So everything was a bit Punk Rock...here and there...
At the same time, we were just figuring out how can we transpose a jeering feel into a song? So I had this visual idea of people who love to suck up on other people. Well, the man was my Sergeant Major in the army, who was a fanatic balls carrier..."Hey Dancing friend wait for me...I'll be there....", the imagery I had was a man in uniform dancing and inviting another friend to join him in his dance....
About the chorus:
"Its in your mouth...your Testicles...your Testicles...!"
Another word play from a crude-street-style Malay Text : ' Hisap Buah', which means to suck on a fruit literally. Fruits, a strong metaphor for testicles. Crude, rude and rocking! Stupid but efficient!
The ending to this song is a sing-along-ditty, it goes "Boplay! Boplay! Boplay! Boplay! Boplay", The real meaning is actually Buah Pelir in Malay, I am not sure if this is scientific or another beautiful invention by the street pioneers. Yet again, from my observation, when you sing along to this, no matter how much work you have done in your life, its a celebration of hardship....the fruit of labour of being alive....Boplay! Boplay! can also be interprete as balls to you!
So National Service can also be the birth to many of our songs, more analysis coming this way! Sorry if I have gone astray in this writing but I am a really bad writer....can't deny that...
As for now, we have to agree upon that I seldom update anything here, so might as well I do some historical analysis of the songs we have played based on last night's session.
The session last night started out with 'Take Over The World', Jeremy wrote this song for an experimental performance we did under KYTV 3 years ago at the Substation, Sabrina and Syed Ahmad from Moods were in it. She sang only the chorus...that was pretty soothing. In the beginning, I was reluctant at first, because I thought my voice couldn't carry certain high pitches and the melody was pretty weird. But after a while, I got used to it completely, and this song remained one of the powerful number.
Frankly, from my personal interpretation of this song, its about power-trip/mind-fucked/exploiters/greedy bastards, I assumed Jeremy wrote this when he was in the army. A combination of a fluke bossa, hard rockin riff with sing-along-chorus.
The next song I would like to talk about in brief is Mr Fantesticles, the song LocalBar Boys covered, this song was written in a strangest way, it was Jeremy who got this 'jeering' riff, like those neh-neh-neh-neh type of sound, and The Strokes just came out with their first album, we had this small studio in a factory called The Pete. So everything was a bit Punk Rock...here and there...
At the same time, we were just figuring out how can we transpose a jeering feel into a song? So I had this visual idea of people who love to suck up on other people. Well, the man was my Sergeant Major in the army, who was a fanatic balls carrier..."Hey Dancing friend wait for me...I'll be there....", the imagery I had was a man in uniform dancing and inviting another friend to join him in his dance....
About the chorus:
"Its in your mouth...your Testicles...your Testicles...!"
Another word play from a crude-street-style Malay Text : ' Hisap Buah', which means to suck on a fruit literally. Fruits, a strong metaphor for testicles. Crude, rude and rocking! Stupid but efficient!
The ending to this song is a sing-along-ditty, it goes "Boplay! Boplay! Boplay! Boplay! Boplay", The real meaning is actually Buah Pelir in Malay, I am not sure if this is scientific or another beautiful invention by the street pioneers. Yet again, from my observation, when you sing along to this, no matter how much work you have done in your life, its a celebration of hardship....the fruit of labour of being alive....Boplay! Boplay! can also be interprete as balls to you!
So National Service can also be the birth to many of our songs, more analysis coming this way! Sorry if I have gone astray in this writing but I am a really bad writer....can't deny that...
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