Sunday, July 31, 2005
momo revisited
yeah. so last night i *finally* met up with james.
we met at clarke quay mrt (45 minutes later than we'd expected to meet), walked through the clarke quay pedestrian mall (twice in 2 nights) and headed over to momo at central mall.
just a note: clarke quay is uber-revamped. it's not like what i'd expected anymore; it's not at all like mohammed sultan. it oozes class from attica to the tapas tree. the outdoor 'lily pads' seating is so fucking inviting it makes me wish i were born with a silver spoon in my mouth such tt i could actually dine there. coz i'm assuming tt it'll probably be at least $50 a person if you want to eat comfortably.
anyway james and i were catching up on our lives. he's doing an attachment with A&G, so he's getting an insight into the world of lawyering. i guess even though i've signed my life away i haven't completely ruled out becoming a lawyer if it all doesn't work out. admittedly the money is fucking good. being able to bill your client $600 an hour for something as simple as replying to email or giving advice over the phone is one hell of a temptation.
but then again to be a really *good* lawyer i would also have no life. like, literally no life. wake up to go to work about 7am, all the way till maybe 9 or 10pm, if i want to socialise maybe meet up for drinks after tt till midnight (but i still gotta go home to rest early), and then back home to sleep to wake up early again the following day.
money or life?
wahahahahaha.
tt's why james concludes tt lawyers live lavishly. coz they have so much money, and no time to spend all tt money. so first chance they get they try to blow it.
ooh. tapas tree. tapas tree.
unfortunately for me police officers *don't* earn *that* much. i'd be lucky to earn $600 in a *week*, not an *hour*.
we got to momo before 10, ordered some drinks at the bar and sat down and chilled/talked somemore. i like the atmosphere of clubs when there is little people, coz i don't like smoky places and inhaling 2nd-hand cigarette smoke. i like music when it's chill-out/progressive at a volume WHERE YOU DON'T HAVE TO SHOUT, or smooth rock tt doesn't grate on the ears. the resident band 'by definition' came out 10 min after 10.30pm. they weren't too bad. they were advertised by the club as having "youthful energy". yeah, they had 'youthful energy' all right. the lead singer looked younger than me, and he was infusing his songs with "uh's and justin timberlake type dance moves. don't ask how tt works. but well. it was listenable to.
the crowd at momo is relatively diverse. mix of working class and kids. maybe it's coz i'm dating an older man, so i feel older than a lot of the people here. but kids... haha... i don't think i can see the appeal of young boys anymore. it's this maturity tt a lot of guys my age lack. you don't even need to know them for long to feel it so starkly. but i guess at least at the live band area more people are there to enjoy the music and to chill-out, so at least the crowd's a little older than the clubbing section where everyone's *still* young and energetic. don't get me wrong. i still enjoy clubbing, dancing, and as long as there is a hip-hop beat going... but i don't see the same appeal in tt anymore.
i like chilling out. i'm getting old and slow. oh dear.
john molina and his band kruger came out at midnight. we'd stayed till then. they sang matchbox twenty's 'bright lights', stone temple pilots' 'plush', guns n roses' 'november rain', and radiohead's 'creep' among other songs. and oasis' 'wonderwall'. man, i love this band. my all-time fave genre of songs is 90s rock. i don't know 80s rock coz i was too young (i.e. just born or even before), and 00's rock doesn't stay with me the same way tt '90s rock does. not surprisingly for my boy, he loves '80s rock the most. the similarity between the both of us is tt if we hear a song we love and know the lyrics of, we will sing the entire song along with the band. yet another uncanny property.
james feels tt he doesn't want to get a girl who's too similar to him (i.e. another lawyer), because he thinks it will be boring to talk about the same thing (i.e. cases) all the time. and he has a huge point there. hmm. never considered tt. but by empirical observation, you realise tt lawyers tend to date lawyers, just as doctors tend to date doctors and police officers tend to date police officers; for the same reason tt all of the three groups of people have no time to socialise or date other people outside of their social circle. it's just too much work and too much time spent in the office. plus no one understands you better than someone in the same position tt you are in.
law school couples in my year (*still* excluding inter-year couples): 20 and counting. 20 couples = 40 people. 40 people out of 200 people = 20%. 20% of law school year 3s are attached to EACH OTHER. imagine tt. it's an inbreeding phenomenon.
anyway i digree. the band played till about 1am, and we wanted to go club, but the dance floor side was full house and we couldn't enter except by queuing or by paying a cover charge. so after a bit of wandering and hesitating, and james complaining tt he hadn't clubbed since his birthday ages ago and he couldn't believe tt his first clubbing night out in a long long time would end up with us getting locked out instead (!!!), i had to leave to hit my 2am curfew.
so... erm. tt was tt.
but momo is a nice place. i pref it to wala's now coz there's more space. but then again wala's is 10 min from my house and momo's = 55 min coz i gotta take a bus, change to nel at dhoby ghaut, and still walk from clarke quay...
so hmm.
BRIGHT LIGHTS -
matchbox twenty
She got out of town
On a railway, New York bound
Took all except my name
Another alien on Broadway
There’s some things in this world you just can't change
Some things you can't see until it gets too late
Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone,
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world?
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something that's enough to keep you,
But if the bright lights don't receive you,
You should turn yourself around and come on home
I got a hole in me now
Ya, I got a scar I can talk about
She keeps a picture of me
In her apartment in the city
Some things in this world, man, they don't make sense
Some things you don't need until they leave you...
They're the things that you miss
Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone,
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world?
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something that's enough to keep you,
But if the bright lights don't receive you,
You should turn yourself around and come on home
Let that city take you in (come on home)
Let that city spit you out (come on home)
Let that city take you down...
For God's sake, turn around
Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone,
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world?
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something that's enough to keep you,
But if the bright lights don't receive you...
Turn yourself around and come on home
Yeah, come on home
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Come on home
Yeah, come on home
Come on home,
Come on home
now playing: hotel costes - cafe de flor
we met at clarke quay mrt (45 minutes later than we'd expected to meet), walked through the clarke quay pedestrian mall (twice in 2 nights) and headed over to momo at central mall.
just a note: clarke quay is uber-revamped. it's not like what i'd expected anymore; it's not at all like mohammed sultan. it oozes class from attica to the tapas tree. the outdoor 'lily pads' seating is so fucking inviting it makes me wish i were born with a silver spoon in my mouth such tt i could actually dine there. coz i'm assuming tt it'll probably be at least $50 a person if you want to eat comfortably.
anyway james and i were catching up on our lives. he's doing an attachment with A&G, so he's getting an insight into the world of lawyering. i guess even though i've signed my life away i haven't completely ruled out becoming a lawyer if it all doesn't work out. admittedly the money is fucking good. being able to bill your client $600 an hour for something as simple as replying to email or giving advice over the phone is one hell of a temptation.
but then again to be a really *good* lawyer i would also have no life. like, literally no life. wake up to go to work about 7am, all the way till maybe 9 or 10pm, if i want to socialise maybe meet up for drinks after tt till midnight (but i still gotta go home to rest early), and then back home to sleep to wake up early again the following day.
money or life?
wahahahahaha.
tt's why james concludes tt lawyers live lavishly. coz they have so much money, and no time to spend all tt money. so first chance they get they try to blow it.
ooh. tapas tree. tapas tree.
unfortunately for me police officers *don't* earn *that* much. i'd be lucky to earn $600 in a *week*, not an *hour*.
we got to momo before 10, ordered some drinks at the bar and sat down and chilled/talked somemore. i like the atmosphere of clubs when there is little people, coz i don't like smoky places and inhaling 2nd-hand cigarette smoke. i like music when it's chill-out/progressive at a volume WHERE YOU DON'T HAVE TO SHOUT, or smooth rock tt doesn't grate on the ears. the resident band 'by definition' came out 10 min after 10.30pm. they weren't too bad. they were advertised by the club as having "youthful energy". yeah, they had 'youthful energy' all right. the lead singer looked younger than me, and he was infusing his songs with "uh's and justin timberlake type dance moves. don't ask how tt works. but well. it was listenable to.
the crowd at momo is relatively diverse. mix of working class and kids. maybe it's coz i'm dating an older man, so i feel older than a lot of the people here. but kids... haha... i don't think i can see the appeal of young boys anymore. it's this maturity tt a lot of guys my age lack. you don't even need to know them for long to feel it so starkly. but i guess at least at the live band area more people are there to enjoy the music and to chill-out, so at least the crowd's a little older than the clubbing section where everyone's *still* young and energetic. don't get me wrong. i still enjoy clubbing, dancing, and as long as there is a hip-hop beat going... but i don't see the same appeal in tt anymore.
i like chilling out. i'm getting old and slow. oh dear.
john molina and his band kruger came out at midnight. we'd stayed till then. they sang matchbox twenty's 'bright lights', stone temple pilots' 'plush', guns n roses' 'november rain', and radiohead's 'creep' among other songs. and oasis' 'wonderwall'. man, i love this band. my all-time fave genre of songs is 90s rock. i don't know 80s rock coz i was too young (i.e. just born or even before), and 00's rock doesn't stay with me the same way tt '90s rock does. not surprisingly for my boy, he loves '80s rock the most. the similarity between the both of us is tt if we hear a song we love and know the lyrics of, we will sing the entire song along with the band. yet another uncanny property.
james feels tt he doesn't want to get a girl who's too similar to him (i.e. another lawyer), because he thinks it will be boring to talk about the same thing (i.e. cases) all the time. and he has a huge point there. hmm. never considered tt. but by empirical observation, you realise tt lawyers tend to date lawyers, just as doctors tend to date doctors and police officers tend to date police officers; for the same reason tt all of the three groups of people have no time to socialise or date other people outside of their social circle. it's just too much work and too much time spent in the office. plus no one understands you better than someone in the same position tt you are in.
law school couples in my year (*still* excluding inter-year couples): 20 and counting. 20 couples = 40 people. 40 people out of 200 people = 20%. 20% of law school year 3s are attached to EACH OTHER. imagine tt. it's an inbreeding phenomenon.
anyway i digree. the band played till about 1am, and we wanted to go club, but the dance floor side was full house and we couldn't enter except by queuing or by paying a cover charge. so after a bit of wandering and hesitating, and james complaining tt he hadn't clubbed since his birthday ages ago and he couldn't believe tt his first clubbing night out in a long long time would end up with us getting locked out instead (!!!), i had to leave to hit my 2am curfew.
so... erm. tt was tt.
but momo is a nice place. i pref it to wala's now coz there's more space. but then again wala's is 10 min from my house and momo's = 55 min coz i gotta take a bus, change to nel at dhoby ghaut, and still walk from clarke quay...
so hmm.
BRIGHT LIGHTS -
matchbox twenty
She got out of town
On a railway, New York bound
Took all except my name
Another alien on Broadway
There’s some things in this world you just can't change
Some things you can't see until it gets too late
Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone,
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world?
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something that's enough to keep you,
But if the bright lights don't receive you,
You should turn yourself around and come on home
I got a hole in me now
Ya, I got a scar I can talk about
She keeps a picture of me
In her apartment in the city
Some things in this world, man, they don't make sense
Some things you don't need until they leave you...
They're the things that you miss
Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone,
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world?
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something that's enough to keep you,
But if the bright lights don't receive you,
You should turn yourself around and come on home
Let that city take you in (come on home)
Let that city spit you out (come on home)
Let that city take you down...
For God's sake, turn around
Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone,
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world?
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something that's enough to keep you,
But if the bright lights don't receive you...
Turn yourself around and come on home
Yeah, come on home
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Come on home
Yeah, come on home
Come on home,
Come on home