stars

Never in my wildest dreams would I imagine I could watch Stars performed in Singapore. I always presume I was going to graduate, earn my own keeping & the pair of us, Xiaoyan & I, would follow them across continents, without missing an act. & this will probably take place a decade later?

So 2009 has already been so fortunate to me, even if its only the beginning. At 20 one my my dreams realised. It IS a big thing. We are the die-hard fans.

7th January 2009. Lovely Greenhorn Productions & their god-darned good choices.

The gig bang-started with The Night Starts Here; Amy Milan & Torquil Campbell’s vocals reducing me to a bawling mess. Forget your name, forget your fear. I couldn’t stop the tears.

Next up in line in the set was Take Me to The Riot. It was great. Torquil Campbell’s dramatic antics; his heart thumping, hopping around, dashing from one to the other, tossing petals & stalks up in the air (I had a stalk!) had us all enraptured & captivated. It was anything but a sedated, leg-crossed, polite-clapping performance.

Amy Milan, omg, what can I say. She sounded exactly as she did in the album. Those lovely vocals that completed the songs. They did a good mix from Set Yourself On Fire, Sad Robot & In Our Bedroom After The War. Sadly, no Heart, no On Peak Hill, no Better Be Heaven.

But nonetheless, we all cheered and paid rapt attention. Your Ex-Lover Is Dead, Soft Revolution, Calendar Girl, One More Night, What I’m trying to say, What The Snowman Learnt About Love, Reunion, Undertow, Elevator Love Letter, Midnight Coward were simply so mindblowing awesome. I kept crying, its such a shame.

Torquil Campbell walked into the crowd midway into the gig & at that moment I was cursing that I should have gotten central seats. It was the “I’m alive” part. Reminscent of Kevin Drew & the alive thing during their gig last March.

We are collapsed in the act of just being here ; Three blues, two greens & a beer

Evan Cranley (Above),Chris Seligman (below) Whenever I watched Evan Cranley I thinked about Cranley’s Gonna Make It.

Live through this and you won’t look back.

Post gig, we dashed out to queue for the autograph session. Made a few friends while waiting in line. Met Carisa, surprise surprise.

Alan Snoddy endorsing Tiger Beer.

Pat McGee

Had the back of my ipod adorned with all their signatures & it’s so precious now.><

Won’t be the last gig of theirs I’ve been, this is.

The revolution wasn’t bad
We hit the streets
With all we had

A tape recording of the sound
Of the Velvet Underground
A K-way jacket torn to shreds
And a dream inside our heads
And after changing everything
They couldn’t tell
We couldn’t sing
They couldn’t tell we couldn’t sing
And that changes everything