I felt a buzz of excitement in me when I woke up that morning. This is incredibly unusual, as I had awakened in an army camp. The first thing I see are the uniformly gray-green surroundings and the quiet hustle and bustle of the other 10 guys I slept with as they went about their ablutions.

Today is the day Suburban Dammit is going to be heard on public radio for the first time!

Aaron called me weeks before, informing me that we are going to be on air this Tuesday at 10.20am or thereabouts. I went about my morning chores with both eyes on my watch and by 10.10am, I was done with canteen break and sitting excitedly in the soldier's musky non-airconed office and tuning the radio's knob in an attempt to log onto Singapore Jam.

At that time, there was a new radio channel called Singapore Jam. If I remember correctly, between certain timings, they ran exclusively local bands on the airwaves. Aaron had been contacted and Singapore Jam wanted to play a song or two from We Nearly Killed Each Other. Obviously I don't remember which song/s.

The problem with these antique boombox radios complete with a damn long antenna was that there was no display, just this red vertical line that moves as you turn the knob, indicating approximately which frequency you are on. Damn the numbers are so fine and the line so thick. A problem especially when our channels are all 90-something.

I ended up having to finish hearing whatever song is being played to get to the universal "This is 'whatever at number point number' FM, your favourite radios station" message to figure out whether I am actually on Singapore Jam. You see, the pangolin sitting nearest the radio normally listens to the Mandarin channel.

Time was marching on. I don't seem to be at the right station.

When I finally got to it, our song was already playing halfway. But still heartening to hear the DJ speak our name out after the song. At least I caught that.

Two years later was the second time (that I know of) we came on radio. And they were going to interview us too!

Aaron wrote on the old site:

Suburban Dammit/Live Interview on Passion 99.5FM
/morning/13th Aug/2003
*New song 'Julie Run Run!' will be air-played as a sample to our new album
titled 'Let's Cross'.

I remember that we had selected Mirage II, Julie Run Run, Foreign Talent and We Nearly Killed Each Other to be played as interludes during the interview.

It did not appear to me that the DJ was aware of the selection. She had left the choice to us, so long as we brought along a CD with the track.

"So remember guys, this is public radio so we can't have any swear words or obscene stuff going on air." DJ said with a cheek in her voice.

A: "Don't worry lah, these songs wouldn't have obscene stuff and swear words."

J: "Wait, wait. Mirage and Julie sure don't have but Foreign Talent..."

L: "Yeah hor, your that kind of song sure got..."

The three of us went dead quiet right there and ran the lyrics with accompanying music on fast forward in our heads.

A: "Stick it up his arse can or not?"

DJ: "Of course not! This is public radio!"

A: "Ok, like that play something else."

And of course, the offending song got switched with Andre and Anthony's Lifelong Enrichment Program. Foreign Talent does indeed contain the phrase 'stick it up his arse'.

And for the full version of artists' verbiage:

Julie Run Run (Jeremy)

This world's got fangs, she's gonna swallow you
You better Julie run run, Julie run run
This world's made up of crooks and hooligans
They take advantage of you, Julie you you
Listen to whatever they say
You better make your way way, Julie way way
Girls like you, they fall into the trap
Because they are so dumb dumb, Julie dumb dumb

Oh Julie girl, you know how I feel
And I protect you from harm
Come stay with me, I'll be by your side
Know that I am waiting for you Julie long long, Julie long long

Julie run, run, run!

Don't Walk Out That Door (Jeremy)

Do you remember the time? When we were just seventeen
We had the time of our lives, we didn't give a damn about anything
How I used to talk to you, for hours on the telephone
But now we don't even talk, I guess you needed time to be left alone

Don't you want me baby, I am really sorry for the things I have done
I wanna to be your number one again you know you dont have to walk out that door
I will do anything just to make you change your mind
How did you come to this conclusion that I am always the last to know

Do you remember the time when we we ran naked on the patio
Made love in your parents bed while they went to church on Sunday morning
How you used to laugh at me, you said I was such a funny guy
Now my jokes are just corny, you brush me aside like you would a fly

Whatever the distance, whatever the crime
Whatever the cost I want us to be fine
I want us to be happy, what we are built for
I want you to just don't walk out that door

Just don't walk out that door

Our jamming favourite, I love playing the undulations in this song.



Maharaja Song (Jeremy)

She kills me, she kills me, she kills me
When she smiles
Am I to see her again?
I don't know anymore

She got me, she got me, she got me
Frozen in Time. Space.
From that moment
That she said hello

Could you be the queen and I the Maharaja?
And build my very own Taj Mahal for you
Amongst the stars in a distant universe
The satellite that brought me ever close to you

She killed me, she killed me, she killed me
When she smiles and I agree
That I'll die many happy deaths for sure

She got me, she got me, she got me
For telling lies cause I love
the the image that I cannot decipher

In line with our experimental wave, this is the first and only time we recorded with a synthesizer. I laughed my head off when Aaron set it up and played it like percussion.

Like Chopin (Jeremy)

I like the way you do your nails
I like the way your lips curl when you smile
I like the way you twirl your hair when you sulk
I like whatever words that come out of your mouth

You could say anything
Oh Mitsubishi I love you oh but does she?
You could say anything
Wontan Ichiban Sandriana you're the one

I like the way your fingers run
The whole length of your piano keys
Like Chopin, like Chopin oh!

And I like the fact that you listen to punk rock too

And what's the difference?
You know what they say:
Opposites attract like two peas in a pod

The PreOccupation (Louise)

I have got you in my mind alot
And whenever I see you walk so close to me
I pine at you subconsciously

Oh my God
You occupy my thoughts alot
And I can hear you say I am not
The kind you want to see

If you plan on standing there
You can't blame me
If I can't help but stare

Your petite figure, hanging to the cubicle
Would you care if I stare?
Until I bleed from my left teat
Stare until I get the chill

I cannot ever say that I forgot
How I tied myself into a knot in misery
Whenever you don't look at me

Oh my God
I'll be thinking of you till' I rot
There will be forever this little slot
Where you occupy my thoughts

If you plan on standing there
You can't blame me
If I can't help but stare

Your petite figure, hanging to the cubicle
Would you care if I stare?
Until I bleed from my left teat
Stare until I get the chill
Look as if I am a crook
Gaze agape to contemplate

Oh my God
How can I ever say I forgot
That you're stuck inside my deepest thoughts
Much like an aneurystic blood clot
Tying my brain cells into a knot
And now I realize that I cannot
Forget how easily you got me caught
When you occupy my mind
Alot, alot, alot, alot.

Recorded at TNT Music Studio, Singapore 2003
Not fully mixed, never mastered.
All songs by Suburban Dammit. All rights reserved.

Let's Cross, 2003

1. If I am a Vampire, You're the Next
2. Nightrider Girl
3. Haunted House
4. Siren
5. Anthem for a Stalker
6. Foreign Talent
7. You'll Regret
8. Fierce Song
9. The Day They Forgot To Lock Kathy in Her Cell
10. Sally Used to be the Girl I Know
11. Wendy Come Along with Me
12. I wanna Dance with Her
13. 2 Drunkards at a Karaoke Bar
14. Julie Run Run
15. Don't Walk Out that Door
16. Maharaja Song
17. Like Chopin
18. The PreOccupation

We seemed to be stepping over a chasm onto a higher plane, what with the less impetuous punk energy and more controlled rock and roll sound. The days of brute-bashing through were truly over. And I guess thats what this album is about. Let's crossing onto the other side.

We didn't realize it then but there seems to be some sort of supernatural theme running through this album, with Nightrider Girl, vampires and haunted houses.

I thought the lyrics on the songs here were way better than the previous album. More crafted and crafty.

The album cover here is just a trial Aaron cooked up. Not only have we not finalized the album cover, we did not finalize the placement of songs and even the names of some of the songs here!

But you'll hear them anyway.

Let's Cross: Scenes in the Studio

It felt like we had enough songs to record a new album now, but who the hell is counting right? So I started jotting the titles of our new material down into my dog-eared manila brown exercise book and realized we have some 18 new hits.

For some reason, there arose a strong compulsion to get the show on the road and I immediately called Aaron to discuss recording. Right after that I called Jeremy and drove that same night over to Jeremy's place in Bedok, where the famous bak chor mee is, to plot the recording out. We sat together and mulled over recording schedule and costs. By midnight, we were ready to call Ah Boy to make block bookings.

With the finesse that Jeremy brings and our unanimous opinion that this batch of songs were something pretty special, we wanted to make this recording as perfect as possible.

In previous recordings, mistakes could be punched in but an experienced soundman such as Ah Boy would probably be able to hear punched-in bits of a recording as there would be a small difference at that point. We decided that we'll have a zero punch-in policy.

We almost succeeded except I screwed up on the ending of one the the songs where I slid my last note too quickly before the climatic end. I wasn't sure I wanted to record over a perfectly laid bass track except this one last note. That's the only bit we punched in for the entire album.

To get the right feel, Jeremy even brought in a grand-looking acoustic guitar for a better sound recording on the clear chorus-y parts of some songs.

And harmonizing. We spent many evenings under the cover of darkness at Padang, where we huddled together and used my tape recorder to play just the music we recorded from home. And we practised harmonizing to it under the stars. For a moment, we became a semi a capella thing.

It was funny the first time we tried it. We hadn't thought of bringing a tape recorder and kept losing the tempo as there was no music to guide us. We resorted to banging a rudimentary beat on our laps with our fists just so we can get our harmonizing timing right.

Having become rather experienced at recording by now, most of the sessions flowed smoothly and we managed to lay the tracks including vocals on all the songs. Unfortunately, aside from some basic mixing done by Ah-Boy so that we could get copies and hear them at home for review, all the tracks were never fully mixed to satisfaction or mastered.

I've Got Angela in My Arms Tonight (Aaron)

Can't be better, watching the show at her place...
...And her folks not home
How about a story, once upon a time
When I was a scrawny high-school loser
Now, I've got Angela

She was the prettiest and the smartest babe
Chucks, spikes and a race scooter
How about a story, once upon a time
When I was a scrawny high-school loser
Now, I've got Angela

Maybe we'll be
Together and never
Whatever will be, will be
Happy as can be

I've got, I've got, Angela in my arms tonight
We will be painting the town red! Hey! Hey! Hey!

I've got, I've got Angela in my arms tonight
We will be painting the town, oh yeah!
We will be playing guitar
Go!

Very nice guitar solo - Jeremy cerrtainly brought what we thought he will.



Rock and Roll Star (Jeremy)

Don't wanna be a lawyer or a politician
I dont want to be president
I don't wanna be a doctor or a rocket scientist
I don't want to make the world's richest list

I just want to be a Rock and Roll Star
I just want to play with my guitar
It don't matter who, just say what you are
I only want to be a Rock and Roll star

I don't wanna own a boat or drive a flashy car
I don't wanna be a casanova
I don't wanna to be hip, gorgeous, beautiful
I don't wanna be Mr. Cool

All day...I dream of being one
All day...All night...

Adam and I go quite a distance back. I must have met him when I was just 13 or 14 years old, and he was perhaps 15 or 16. This is around the time Metallica came out with the black album which triggered countless arguments over whether there was a picture of a snake in black hidden within the cover of darkness.

We were introduced by Jin, a secondary schoolmate. Jin plays the bass and was into the satanic heavy stuff. He tried getting me hooked on the gory gothic-norse-scandinavian album pictures and creepy chanting tunes that I could not comprehend. I guess that dish was not for me.

However, it was still heavy metal days for me at that time and I guess we weren't too many degrees away to hang out.

When I met him, Adam was trying to form a band. A punk band, and he was looking for a drummer. He told me he is styled against the the Sex Pistols and Misfits. That sounds right-on for me, glad to hear it wasn't Firehouse or something dovey. I still played drums at the time and I agreed to go audition for him.

A few evenings later, we caught a bus from somewhere all the long way to what is today the Jurong Entertainment Centre. Bringing my drumsticks with me, we searched high and low for a jamming studio named Tornado. It was found located on the second storey of some block nestled within a maze of blocks.

We hooked up and ran through several Sex Pistols covers, and I remember playing Anarchy in the UK, God Save the Queen amongst some other Misfits tunes, all of which were pretty straightforward. But I guess we didn't gel too well and we left it at that.

Over the next few years, I would bump into Adam in various places, from gigs to jamming studios and even Swee Lee, one of the biggest musical instruments shop in town, where I bought my bass guitars.

Adam had a hand when I bought my Ibanez Soundgear bass. He was working there and when I was fixing to get a new bass, I went to Swee Lee to speak to him. I was looking for something with a thinner neck for my stumpy fingers.

Fast forward another few years and Adam's band was Objection Overule. We often met him at shows and even played a couple of gigs together. Right about this time, Adam started a label named Mohegan Records and he was working on a compilation of local rock acts. He asked whether we would be interested to contribute 2 songs for the compilation and of course we agreed.

We already had a bunch of new songs then and were planning to record a new album. We decided that contributing 2 songs would be no problem.

And Adam made Kiss My Act happen.

And note again, we're alongside Kate of Kale!

Kiss My Act Compilation Album, 2003

The two songs we contributed to the compilation were:

1. Rock and Roll Star
2. I've Got Angela in My Arms Tonight

We received an invitation to play at one of the biggest shows of the year held at the then newly-minted Esplanade.

It was an amazing scene, 3 stages at different spots along the bay with the bands on each stage playing at the same time. If a certain set did not appeal, you could saunter over to the other stages and watch other bands.

The atmoshere was loud and electric, groups of fans and bands were mixing all over the place, wandering here and there. Lots of small groups sitting on the grass drinking beer and watching the performances while the standard gothic gals with the crazy make-up roamed around.

By this time in 2003, we had a whole new line-up of songs to play. We hardly performed anything from the We Nearly Killed Each Other album, in fact we had so many new songs that a half-hour set cannot contain all of them.

This must have been the set list that night, courtesy of Aaron who stuck two A4 sized papers together so that we can see clearly what song is coming up next.

This show was memorable for me as it was closest to a Woodstock scene as I imagine it. Equally interesting is that many of the people who caught us were not the usual punk rockers. They were the middle-aged couple with 2 kids stumbling on this event as they strolled at Esplanade. They were the young groups of students barely out of their uniforms. Even a couple of elderly men and ladies sat down to see what we were up to.

Rockstar Collective must have been getting complaints from the nearby residents about the volume during the shows and the loitering around of unsavoury characters. I wouldn't blame them but I won't expect punk bands in office-wear either.

RC must have gotten evicted at some point because Novena ceased operating but RC managed to find a larger and better substitute. RC managed to book the Mountbatten Community Centre.

We played Mountbatten CC twice, with one of them being Degenderalize 2.

As part of the fund-raising and exposure for the bands, gig-specific zines also appeared. These zines had a write-up of the bands playing the show and served as a little memento as well. I was certainly impressed by and admire the 'pay what you want' idea.

And in this copy, a little write-up about us:

We had gotten close to the boys from Kate of Kale (KOK) around this time. We seemed to be turning up at the same shows all the time.

Colin, the drummer, and I hit if off particularly well and during one of the shows there, we decided to have a couple of beers before our sets. Elsewhere, I had mentioned that it was going to be a long day whenever a gig is organized and we did have some time to kill.

A few beers became a 6-pack each and by the time we knew we shouldn't be drinking anymore, we were both red and burping all the time.

Colin went up first and as I watched his intense concentration in maintaining his beat versus the effects of alcohol and the massive perspiration dripping off his reddened cheeks, I thought he was going to have a heart attack. But Colin did well and he finished his set.

Then came our turn. It was certainly tough keeping lyrics at the tip of my tongue when the world has slowed by 2 seconds. I kept my way through, most of it passing as a blur of electrical activity in my head.

I kept wanting to throw up, the excessive and carbonated fluid in my tummy highly intolerant of agitation. I kept mumbling lyrics. Who can remember them when all attention is focused on me telling myself...'ok pluck G next then move to F. Don't forget we have a pause before the bridge and that lick the bass needs to do...which song is this?"

I told myself never to drink before a show ever again.

The new line-up. I remember these pictures being taken (by Ginette of Pyschosonique?) at some dirty alleyway in Chinatown.

Jeremy's presence certainly re-energized the band. As we had thought, he had brought with him the rock and roll dimension into our songs and we did enjoy experimenting with the more technical aspects as well as incorporating a little more finesse - as opposed to brute smashing through it all.

Having ORD-ed all around the same time, we threw ourselves back into the fray of writing new songs and getting re-involved with the local scene.

Around this time, a group of very passionate local rockers joined hands and started organizing shows. They called themselves the Rockstar Collective.

Rockstar Collective, as I know them, was born out of an old decaying walk-up apartment in Novena. RC organized gigs and had the support of many local bands and fans. What impressed me most was that they were doing it on a very consistent basis, with a show every month or so.

I recall playing at Novena twice. Trudging up the dark and dilapidated staircase to the fourth floor but the sounds of sound-checking can be heard way before we reached the block. Passing the entrance of what must have been an apartment at some point, one of the RC folks would come and tie a cable-tie around our wrist - signifying that we have paid (or are a band). It used to cost $4 I think, to see each show.

The stage was just a space at the end of the living room, with a drumset and amps lining the corner.

Our first gig at Rockstar Collective Novena.

RC certainly had a very happening crowd.

With the other 2 bands that played this same show, Mary Cherry and Highschool 27

A few weeks before another scheduled show at RC Novena, I received the news.

Jeremy met with a horrific accident while night-cycling. He fell off his bicycle.

Somehow, the falling off triggered something internal and Jeremy was warded into intensive care. He must have been warded in hospital for almost a week. When we visited, he looked absolutely weak and had funny tubes going into interesting places. He could hardly talk, everything softly and in slow motion.

He lost a lot of weight when he left the hospital and for some reason, had to shave his entire head too.

But, he made it for the show.

Rockstar Collective at Novena.

In trying out new things, Aaron came off the drums and slung on the guitar. A-bang Ronny sessioned for us on this show. The entire SubDam was on strings for this one!

Jeremy head-shaven and physically shrunken but still rocking with us in this show!

Aaron wrote on our old site:

"Jeremy recovered fast from his accident to be able to join us for this gig in april. Ronny sessioned for us and we played only old numbers. Group shot also consist of members from Mary Cherry and Highschool 27."

A-bang Ronny banging hard.

Harmonizing? I seem to recall that Jeremy abstained from singing as he was still recovering.

End of the Century.

Shortly after the release of We Nearly Killed Each Other, we graduated and got conscripted into the army.

During this period, we hardly contacted one another, all of us constricted by what precious little civilian time we had. Our jamming frequency hit an all time low, getting together in the studio only when we have gigs to play and rushing our rehearsals through a few days before the shows. There must have been instances where we did not see each other for several months, despite me being in a cavalry camp near a certain graveyard and Aaron being in a foot-soldier camp three bustops away.

We hardly hung out at all. Those few times we did were accompanied by beer and screaming into the empty park about our lost freedom.

We were getting stale. The same songs, the same routines, the same sound. No one was churning out new material and I guess even we were bored of ourselves playing the same things a few shows in a row. Something snapped.

I have a snapshot in my head of Aaron and I on board a bus at night. We were discussing what to say in hushed tones and feeling the nervousness of breaking the news. The news to Justin that we have decided to call it quits and to pursue a new sound with a new guitarist.

To his credit, Justin was totally cool. He had felt the cracks coming around anyways and wished us the best. That was the last time I would see Justin for a number of years until I met him by chance at the Adam Road food centre. By then, we were very different people.

During his service, Aaron was billeted into the same platoon as Shahrul, a like-minded guitarist and the frontman for Cesspit. I remember Cesspit as a ska band and not too many degrees removed from what we do. As we were looking for a new guitarist, Shahrul agreed to fill in for us.

I remember the many Sundays where I had to pull myself out of bed in the morning to go practice with our new guitarist. Given that we book out of camp on Saturday afternoons tired, and having to book back in on Sunday evenings, Sunday mornings seemed to be the only time good for the three of us.

With Shahrul we started to jam at a studio out in Geylang, along a sideroad that deadends. The studio stares across the sideroad into an open field, an anomaly for construction-crazy Singapore. We must have started jamming here simply because few studios want to open and accept bookings for 10 or 11 in the morning!

Aaron wrote on our old website:

"Shahrul (Cesspit) was our second guitarist, he was acting as a filler while we searched for a new guitar player. He is very talented and skillfull, but he didn't realy fit our style, nevertheless it was a good experience. The whole band was still slaving in the army at this point, i happened to be in the same platoon as Shahrul, kita hari hari dekat camp macam "six string samaurai" ."

We played one gig with Shahrul - AKS Upbeat at the Youth Park.

At the Youth Park 2001. Look at the hair. It will obviously pass muster.

Shahrul with his hair powdered up. I think he was playing for Canine Dizeez, his project band, as well.

Beginning with Shahrul, we will begin to see a number of project guitarists in our shows. Aaron himself became one in the not too distant future.

Aaron had become very close to Jeremy of the Jade Adversaries fame over the years. It definitely helped that they were in the same class at school and were on very similar, if not same, electives.

Jeremy was a tinkerer with the six strings and would be trying all sorts of sounds and feel. He was technically very competent and we thought he could bring a refined melodious sound to the band, a smoother and finer side, to temper our natural aggression.

Aaron had a word with mama and in 2002, Jeremy joined us.

Spur of the moment.

We decided to push this one through into the album at the last possible moment. Written the day before it was recorded.

Untitled Track 17 (Louise)

If you saw me would you sit down for awhile,
Discuss my new hairstyle
Lie in bed and gaze at the windowpane,
At the falling rain

If you saw me would you get up and start to leave
Halfway through your beef
Did you know that the worst thing in my head
Are the very words you said

You're always disappearing
I am always looking, finding
Where are you?

Would you get up and take me by the hand
and tell me that you're still my friend
I can't be sure but I guess I'll never know
Where you'll really go

I know its time
But time passes by so fast
Like the highway's motorcars
Did you know that the worst things in my head
Are the very words you said

Where are you?

Just as we had a signature opening tune, we always closed our sets with this one.



Break Me Into Pieces (Louise)

I dont't know just how you feel
But I'm totally in love with you
When I see you everyday
I just don't have the balls to say that

I'm in love

Cos' you're gonna break me
Cos' you wouldn't take me
Cos' you're gonna break me into pieces

I'm outside its late at night
I'll give it all to get you in my sight
If you wouldn't talk to me
I'll take it just so painfully
Cos' I am in love.

Album review by BigO, which appeared in the same issue as the interview.

I Don't Mind (Louise)

I know, I'm not accepted by you anywhere
It's ok, cause I don't even wanna care
It's alright, I won't mind anything you say
Its okay, to say, I am not needed anyway

I don't mind.

I see, all your hatred channelling to me
I don't know why
but irritating me gives you a certain high
I think its crazy the way you should behave the way you would
But its okay, to say
I am not needed anyway

We had a nightmare trying to get this one right.

Written just a week or so before recording.



We Nearly Killed Each Other (Louise)

I'm dying to meet you
I'm dying to hold you
I don't want to go through
The pain you put me into
I don't want to lose you again to that down under school

I wanna go out with you
I wanna watch a band
I wanna hold your hand
Don't you understand
I'm so in love with you

I'm so damn in love with you
Ever since I saw you in school

I thought you're really cool
Cos' thats the way you are
I hope you knew that too,
That the eyes looking at you
Belong to me, cos' I can't help myself

I wish you were here with me
We could gaze up at the stars
We could look at passing cars
We could discuss my old scars
We would live happily in a house by the sea

Hiccup overkill.

Retard is a name.



Retarded For You (Louise)

Did you know I'm in love with you
Everytime it comes and I feel like
Everytime I see you...
Everytime I dream, I just think of you

Don't you know that it is true
That I've never met someone like you
and now I'm totally

Oh wow, I'm retarded for you

(Retard, I am retarded for you)

This is the kind of stuff that can only come out of Aaron. Funny as hell.

There used to be florescent-lit poster-adverts dotting Peninsula Plaza. They were those large, boxy acrylic posters lit from behind by florescent tubes. You'll see them as you take the escalator up. Not sure if they still exist today.

One of the posters depicts a half-naked Rambo, with a pained resolve on his lips and holding on to a handheld rocket launcher. It looks like its Stallone himself.

Up close, we see its some Asian dude - probably Indian - dressed (or in this case, undressed) up as Rambo. The poster even had a name for this Asian hero. Printed in small at the bottom is the name "Tombo".



Andre and Anthony's Life-long Enrichment Program (Aaron)

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8!
I can't stand your hairy monkey face!

Andre and Anthony are macho jocks,
Fast cars, handphones and wimpy legs...

Andre was a typical college jock
he worked out everyday without a break
Andre came from a wealthy family
So he spent it all on cars and vitamins

Anthony's a bouncer at rock shows
He hated punk rockers getting in his way
Anthony gave up a healthy social life
and he stuck posters of Tombo in his room

They wake up early every morning
Went to run and pump and swimming
And had to weigh themselves six times everyday
They look into the mirror and they say:

"We're still puny!"

"DUH!"

This one is Justin's Classmate.

The first song where we tried some prolonged barbershop-quartet harmonizing.



Weirdo (Justin)

Oh she's a weirdo, uh-oh
Oh she's a weirdo, an asshole
Who's 26 years old

Oh she's a weirdo, she's bimbo
An alien from another world

She's the weirdest girl I've ever seen
Small and skinny with a pair of flat tits
The way she does her everything is all like shit

She don't want to be herself
Want the crowd to go to hell
The way she does her everything is all like shit

She thought she's cool
Don't give me that bull
She's even thought that she's one of the class' chicks too

Glimpses of this era:

This one organized by Ah Boy - TNT

Our second gig at LaSalle.
Tiramisu at that time was a project band in which Aaron and Jeremy (then with Jade Adversaries) were involved in.