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S’poreans applaud new NDP song

S’poreans applaud new NDP song

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“There is a mixture of different voices, like what you would hear during an exorcism.”

Those who can sing, are in the SAF Music & Drama Company. True story.

This year’s National Day Parade song is premiering to rave reviews around the island.

Called A Nation’s March, it is the marching-in anthem at this year’s National Day Parade.

The song, with its snaring military beats and Mao-era horns, will be sung by the marching contingents from the Military, Home Team, Uniformed Youth Organisations and civilian contingents with patriotism in their chests.

An early release of the song making waves online is recorded by soldiers who have taken one too many IPPTs in this lifetime that it has affected their ability to recognise melody.

However, feedback gathered has been encouraging. Listeners’ emotions have ranged from appreciative to patriotic.

Wo Ai Guo, a 30-year-old patriot, said: “Hopefully we can outdo North Korea this time. And the Malaysians will have nothing on us. Not to mention the Burmese.”

One other listener, Prick Lee, a music composer who wrote the award-winning song French Fries Paradise, could not control his emotions as he listened to the song, said: “I feel like vomiting.”

As an experience, though, it is unlike anything anyone has ever gone through.

Kuah Tio Qwee, a fan of heavy metal music, said this year’s NDP song is different: “There is a mixture of different voices, like what you would hear during an exorcism. When played forward or backward, the song sounds exactly the same, tuneless, but diabolical.”

A Nation’s March is expected to beat The Fun Pack Song as the most popular NDP song of all time.

The Fun Pack Song premiered to rave reviews all over the world last year, and put Singapore on the world map for our ability to be creative – not.

Lady Gaga must learn from Christian singing legend Eric Moo

Lady Gaga must learn from Christian singing legend Eric Moo

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The same irate reader explains why.

Read her previous letter to us from yesterday.

Dear New Nation Editors,

I watched in absolute horror at some of the photos from The Lady Gaga’s Indoor Stadium concert last night published on this website called The Yahoo! that is found inside another website called The Facebook.

Looking at the photos, I cannot imagine the amounts of eroticism and sexually-charged displays of sex that must have happened that prompted some individuals to take drastic precautions to protect themselves:

As you can see for yourself, these pictures above show two very conservative women concert-goers, who are desperately trying to protect their modesty and virginity from being taken away by the evil Western influence of drugs and promiscuity.

Look for yourselves. To go to The Lady Gaga concert, they chose to wrap their bodies with contraceptives, with one of them even saying “Caution Do Not Enter”.

I cannot imagine how my young son survived a concert like that by himself.

But I was, nevertheless, heartened to find out from The Facebook that he eventually didn’t go with that Aaron boy.

I found out that my son went with two older men instead, who are quite buff and must definitely have been able to protect my son from bad influences.

I remember their names as Chip and Dale from their profiles, or something like that.

Nonetheless, I am still very angry about how our authorities and PM Lee are not intervening to stop the next two The Lady Gaga shows.

But I don’t want to care too much about The Lady Gaga. Only by not caring, can I become more convinced I am right.

However, I must also tell you this: I am actually truly more angry about the Eric Moo concert that I went to on May 27 held at the Suntec Convention Centre Hall.

He is my idol, which is why everybody who pay money to go watch Eric Moo knows for certain, like me, that he has been a Christian since 2007 and Jesus cured him of his smoking addiction.

He will definitely sing only Christian songs from now on because his beliefs gave him his voice back.

So imagine this: I paid a grand total of $28 for one ticket and I only got to listen to four Christian songs by Eric Moo that night!

As you can see, the concert organisers, FlyerVision Entertainment are feeling the heat from other concert-goers since Sunday, who are now asking for a refund:

They, like me, are also not happy that there was not enough Christian songs from Eric Moo that night!

This has even prompted Flyervision Entertainment to issue a hasty reply on The Facebook, at 4 a.m. in the morning, explaining why the concert was too secular:

I say, serve the Flyervision Entertainment right!

They should have allowed Eric Moo to sing more Christian songs.

Or else, we will have more bad influences like The Lady Gaga because I don’t remember any concert-goers wearing contraceptives to Eric Moo’s show.

Yours faithfully,
Conservative Nazi

Today’s pop music is absolute rubbish

Today’s pop music is absolute rubbish

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Yes, we’re talking about the likes of Lady Gaga, Justin Bieber, and LMFAO.

By Azim Azman

Pop music used to mean something. Now, it's just drunken drivel.

LMFAO is not music.

There I said it. In fact, perhaps I can be so bold as to say that most of what counts for ‘music’ today is not in fact, music. They are just products, designed and manufactured at the lowest possible cost to satisfy the demands of nameless executives in shiny (albeit good-looking) suits.

These mass produced garbage are then marketed as the next “hottest thing” and then discerning listeners such as myself have to sit through it as these songs get played over and over again over the radio. Read the full story

India postpones first-ever F1 Rocks Metallica concert

India postpones first-ever F1 Rocks Metallica concert

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Enraged fans thrash stage, as postponed gig eventually cancelled with organisers charged for swindling.

India's Metallica fans in "Seek and Destroy" mode.

As India welcomes the Formula One for the first time at the S$520 million Buddh International Circuit on the periphery of the Indian capital of Delhi this weekend, things couldn’t have gotten off to a rockier start.

As part of Friday night’s F1 Rocks live music event, Metallica was supposed to take the stage at the Leisure Valley Park in the city of Guragon (Delhi) – only to have their performance postponed until Saturday because of “technical difficulties”.

Here’s what happened: Following a rush into the venue by fans upon the opening of one gate, those that managed to get in spent the next several hours pushing toward the stage.

Venue officials made multiple announcements asking them to stand back but to no avail.

A security barricade at the front of the stage was breached and could not be repaired, resulting in the postponement of the concert.

However, this decision did not sit well with the some 25,000 fans who had traveled from throughout the country to see what was supposed to be a seminal moment in Indian pop culture history.

Some took off their shirts and ran around while others got on stage and thrashed it.

To compound the disappointment, the performance that was deferred until Saturday in Delhi couldn’t be held in the end.

Metallica was officially cancelled.

Why? Because the band and promoter could not obtain the proper permission to hold the event the following day.

As a result, four of the promoters, who are concert organisers, have been arrested for swindling fans, with charges including selling more tickets than the venue could seat and not telling fans about the cancellations on time.

Is there a silver lining to this story? Unfortunately, no.

This has not been the only hitch at the Grand Prix.

Frequent power failures occurred and Friday’s first practice race session was suspended because of a dog on the track.

Organisers had all along hoped this F1 race, which catered more to private enthusiasts than the general population, runs smoothly enough to justify the huge costs in a country with a gross domestic product per capita of only S$1,920.

To put things in perspective, consider this: Another highly-anticipated scheduled artist, Lady Gaga, is also set to perform.

But not many Indians will get to see it. The tickets, only a mere 1,000 in circulation, are priced at 40,000 rupees each (S$1,069).

Read the original articles here, here and here.

And the top Singapore celebrity on Facebook is…

And the top Singapore celebrity on Facebook is…

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The answer is not something you would totally expect.

By Terence Lee

WOULD you believe me if I told you that Malay actor Aaron Aziz is the most popular Singapore celebrity on Facebook, and that the runner-up is not even close?

I couldn’t believe my eyes either, but numbers don’t lie.

According to Famecount — a UK-based website that tracks the social media popularity of celebrities, brands, and icons — Aaron Aziz is the undisputed winner in the online popularity contest, weighing in at a staggering 874,471 fans.

By comparison, cutesy Chinese pop duo By2 has 374,425 fans, while — I hate to say this — politician Nicole Seah, in third place, has “only” 105,159 fans.

What about founding father Lee Kuan Yew, the modern architect of Singapore, without which the country would be a slum? A paltry 91,064 fans.

Looks like Aaron Aziz is a god in some quarters, although certainly not in my universe. In fact, he hardly registered in my mind at all, save for his starring role in local police drama Heartlanders.

My best guess is that his smokin’ good looks and acting chops must have won over many fans across the Causeway in Malaysia.

The adoration has even landed him a starring role in a Malaysian action film (aptly called KL Gangster) that makes the Singapore film industry look absolutely lame by comparison (see trailer):

Come to think of it, the notion of entertainers trumping all other personalities in Internet popularity isn’t new at all.

Lady Gaga (40 million fans) and Justin Bieber (32 million fans), for instance, totally put US President Barack Obama (22 million fans) to shame. Even if you add his wife Michelle, who has 6 million fans, the power duo would still not be able to withstand the wave of Bieber Fever infecting teenage minds everywhere.

That’s what a billion-dollar marketing campaign and a cool hairdo can do for you these days.

Lady Gaga song butchered in celebration of nationhood

Lady Gaga song butchered in celebration of nationhood

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In a preview of Singapore’s national day celebrations, badly-mangled version of “Bad Romance” makes its debut.

SINGAPORE — On YouTube, Lady Gaga’s songs are probably amongst the most covered and the most parodied of all current pop stars. Add another one to the list — a new rendition of “Bad Romance”, which has recently started going viral, surpassing 47,000 views and 2,300 dislikes (with 85 likes) as of 10.25am on 6 July.

But nobody in the video was laughing; they look painfully bored. Pity the celebrity hosts who tried to sell the song (they should just quit).

Here’s the bad news: This is no parody, but a rather serious attempt by the national day parade organisers to get spectators involved. It’s called the “Funpack Song”, and like the song says, it’s supposed to encourage Singaporeans to open up their ‘fun packs’.

If this was meant to welcome Lady Gaga to Singapore, who’s due for an impending concert in the city, it failed.

From what we’ve seen so far, netizens don’t quite know whether to laugh or cry at this one. Some reactions:

Jaki Teo: “How about ‘fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun pack’ to Pokerface instead.”

Kuik KianWei: “Please do not have any live telecast over the Internet this year. Don’t let any foreigners watch this. I’m ashamed. Oh wait, it’s already on YouTube. Damn.”

Shaiful Rizal: “Lady Gaga will commit suicide. Twice.”

Can’t believe how horrible it is? Check out the lyrics:

Oh o o o o o o o o
Time for the fun pack song
Oh o o o o o o o o
We like the fun pack song

Let’s start with the bag
That’s righ, grab your bag
It’s the fun pack bag
Attack the fun pack

Let’s start with the bag
That’s right, grab your bag
It’s the fun pack bag
Attack the fun pack

Hold up your flag, don’t you forget
You can wave it, if you feel like it.
Let’s wave the flag….

The lyrics feel as inane as Rebecca Black’s Friday. We wonder if they share the same songwriter.

“Never travel in Albania at night”

“Never travel in Albania at night”

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Depressed traveller Ng Zhong Ming risks his life en route to the capital, home to some of the most dangerous drivers in the world.

Getting to Albanian capital Tirana sure wasn't easy. Photo: PREDRAG BUBALO / Creative Commons

ALL shoestring travellers must be some kind of sadist – bumping through weird lands on rickety, temperamental buses in the company of likeminded, travelling men, their bags, and crates containing contraband cigarettes (a universal favourite).

Animals are a constant companion too – like the affable but car-sick goat which once chewed on my toes on the road to Pokhara, Nepal, or a woman’s two feuding chickens on a cross-city sawngthaew (literally, “two-rows”, a ssouped-up mega tuk-tuk with two planks in the back for passengers) in Laos.

The journey’s end comes with a unique satisfaction — when we finally arrive at a place which before has only existed as a hazy place in our dreams, or a dot on the map. It could be a town, a village, a deserted beach…

For me, that hazy, unknown spot on my map was Tirana, the Albanian capital.

All I’d known about Albania, an eccentric Eastern-Europe communist regime who shunned Stalin for Mao until recent times, I’ve gleaned from a conversation I had with a well-meaning Macedonian man in the lakeside resort town of Ohrid, prior to walking over to Albania.

Me: “How is Albanija?”

Him: “Mafija (mafia)”

And when I told him I was intending to travel there, he laughed and said, “ti si lud (you are crazy)”.

Very reassuring indeed.

It was ominously dark when I finally crossed the border and found civilisation in Albania, where the taxi mafia (one car available in miles) took me to Podgradec.

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From Podgradec, the shared taxi – a furgon, in the local tongue – teared down the coastal road and screamed up and down a mountain with Lady Gaga blaring through the stereos at night (“P-p-p-p-po-poker face”).

That was comforting, considering that the headlamps couldn’t be turned on and the closest source of illumination came from a town that was way below us. Those pinpricks of lights disappeared as we roared into a curve, where the driver jammed maniacally on the brakes and fought with the steering wheel as we came to the edge, as if in a surreal dream.

I had the seat of honour, by sole virtue of being an exotic foreigner, right next to the driver, which really didn’t do much to help calm my nerves.

It was a nightmare. But nightmares were comforting — we don’t actually feel pain or die. But in furgons from hell, we can, and do. I was already imagining tomorrow’s headlines in the papers: “Furgon plunges down mountainside”, or “Tourist killed as furgon roars down mountain at night” — just a small box in the last few pages, since it wasn’t really new news, in Albania.

In that sense, I was prepared. I just never thought it would be this horrifying. It wasn’t much of a secret that Albanians drive like mad – “they learn it from the Italians”, a Dutchman sagely – and solemnly – told me, back in the relative safety of Skopje, Macedonia, where cars slow down for little old ladies to cross the road. But this I surely did not expect.

The UK foreign office had this to add: “Albanian driving can often be aggressive and erratic. Fatality rates from road traffic accidents are amongst the highest in Europe. Minor traffic disputes can quickly escalate, especially as some motorists could be armed.”

And what takes the cake is that this is a country where cars were banned by the eccentric communist government until 1991. And no one really bothered to learn how to drive after that.

Having reached Tirana safely on at least three prayers and many moments of squeezing-eyes-shut, I stumbled into a cheap hostel with a friendly girl at the desk. Having handed me my keys and bade my goodnight, she good-naturedly added, “And oh. I have one thing to tell you.”

“Never travel in Albania at night.”

It was one of those epic face-palm moments.

And despite later being ripped off by the waiter in the “fish restaurant” down the road who gave himself a hefty tip from my change, I was happy. And I was also in the mood to make lists.

Having your mode of transport break down in a Jordianian desert kinda sucks.

Here are best road trips to take if you’re feeling suicidal, or particularly existential:

  1. The Podgradec to Tirana furgon ride, by night
  2. On second thoughts, any form of transport in Albania (throw in by night, for extra kicks and bragging rights)
  3. Riding a motorcycle in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam (again, by night gives you extra adrenaline-junkie “cred”)
  4. Bouncing up and down sand dunes in the Jordanian desert (with a 10-year-old Bedouin boy at the wheel too)

Tyler Durden’s immortal words from Fight Club ring in my ears as I sat in the hostel garden writing my travel notes and generally being thankful at being alive: “It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.”

Indeed, surviving the journey in a metal pot excuse for public transport that is an Albanian furgon did make the smells sweeter, the air fresher, and the sense of space and time and our place in this weird and wonderful universe all the more awe-inspiring.

P.S: To further explore the meaning of life, I will be travelling to Iran very soon. Watch out for an article on that.