Thursday, August 30, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Break.
No one else, but me.
Keith Poon.
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Friday, August 24, 2007
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True Fact.
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Keith Poon.
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Friday, August 24, 2007
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Tuesday, August 21, 2007
My Music.
From a positive perspective, i get to experience and learn alot of stuff. And every song that i write and arrange, brings me to a different level of musicality (erm.. how many storeys are there? Haha.) And it allows me to understand all the contemporary pop stuff that i'm doing zillion times better. i can feel and kinda see the improvement that i've made over these months. But it's all hard work yah? i'm definitely very much better than when i first started out. Argh.. My that groovy R & B number. it took me a god darn 3 weeks to arrange. But now i can easily arrange a decent ballad in a day. Wheee...
it's all part of my musical journey. i reap what i sow.
Eric Ng is uber inspirational. For people who's lost, Eric's the director of Funkie Monkies Pop Music School. As known to many, he's the man behind the songs featured in the local movie "881." Btw, i'm attracted to the songs that were featured in 881 though i'm no avid fan of Hokkien music. it just sounds interesting. i think i'm gonna buy the OST, then i can sing to you guys. Wahaha. Indeed, music is universal and has no boundaries. As a songwriter, it is important and enriching to be exposed to different music genres. Erm.. Anyway, back to Eric. He's an uber talented Producer/ Arranger/ Songwriter.. i aspire to be like him! Darn. it's uber embarrassing if he's knows about this. Haha. Because of him, i'm gonna churn out a new song before i turn in. =) Wait.. it's not because i like him or what-so-ever. Just that he inspires me. Get it?
i'll be back soon. With more zest. And of course cool pictures. Oh ya. My mummy got me a new PDA handphone. HTC Touch. Uber sleek and stylish. Just like me. Haha.
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Keith Poon.
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Tuesday, August 21, 2007
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Friday, August 10, 2007
Our Nation's 42nd.









Weather was humid. Sigh. Was surprised by the crowd over at One Fullerton. God.. They were there like eons before the parade starts. So so so packed. They are really patient man. To think my mum says she wants to watch the fireworks. How can she ever beat these kiasu Singaporeans?


Dim Sum Dollies. My all time favourite local cabaret trio. They're darn talented. i heart their slapstick humour.







The view was totally fantastic when the bridge was litted up with those pyrotechnics. Beautiful! And those agile commandos were doing some war related stunts underneath those sparks. Rappelling i think. As they are celebrating 40 years of National Service, we get to see the showcase of the latest land, air and sea assets. All the dynamic defence display. Woohoo. Was an eye-opener though i completed my National Service earlier this year. i don't get to see such stuff in camps la! Those little boys out there.. Your time will come.


anyone has tickets to NDP'08?
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Keith Poon.
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Friday, August 10, 2007
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Thursday, August 9, 2007
Uniquely Singapore.
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Keith Poon.
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Thursday, August 09, 2007
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Tuesday, August 7, 2007
TuessssDay.




One fire engine after another.
My heart still pumps quite quickly when i'm blogging. i hate witnessing such events. Till now, i cant believe such things actually happen. Especially when it's so near home. i thought it always happens at Clementi. Can they pls take some safety precautions to prevent such accidents from happening again? it's not the first few times already. Hai.
Life is very unpredictable. We should always treasure every moment for one will not know what will happen next. Do what you should and want to do. Life is too short for regrets. This might even be my last entry, you'll never know. Haha.
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Keith Poon.
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Tuesday, August 07, 2007
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Monday, August 6, 2007
Retro Metro.





Auntie Renny. What's up with that hairstyle?



Look at our star treatment. We din even have proper tables and chairs for us to dine. Erm.. can i even use the word dine? Haha. We look so darn pathetic. We were practically squatting throughout our dinner time. Whereas, guests of that night get to eat their 10-course dinner. Goodness.
Oh ya. The grass patch just in front of our "dining area" is uber smelly. And our Jeslyn Mamasan commented that at last, she knows how Bangladesh workers feel when they're having their meals. She's a meanie!
Heaven treats us better than how the committee treats us. Haha. At least, he gave us some attractive view of the sky. But... First class view at a third class location. Crap.
We were there in the afternoon. Rehearsed and did our preparation. Finally, it's our turn to go on stage. At 10pm. Late.





Auntie Renny and Jeslyn Mamasan were 0.15678 cm close to being disfigured. They were standing in the wrong positions during our finale. They were standing just next to the pyrotechnics when it shot out. Thank God Jeslyn Mamasan was agile enough to step back swiftly. And our Auntie Renny can be blur enough to continue standing there. i was the one who pulled her back. Darn scary la. But then again, the pyro could have burnt those outbreaks away. And Auntie Renny can be pretty again. Haha. Just too Bad.
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Keith Poon.
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Monday, August 06, 2007
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