A Day In The Life Of An Oblivious Ape.: Of patchouli and release.

Today, I got reminded of why I was so crazy over Bloco Singapura before.

It's just the atmosphere you experience when you play with a hundred over other percussionists all beating their instruments in time with each other.

The beat that pulses through the soul, man. Nothing can beat that.

Pun intended. Heh.

So I'm back in Bloco (hopefully for keeps), playing for this year's NDP. Yeah, it's about time our nation's day of independence got celebrated with true fanfare.

No doubt, the surdo I'm using now is less than impressive (just in looks, though) but the sound is definitely on par with the rest of its bigger brothers, if not better.

It's just nice to see so many familiar faces again, and playing alongside them. Just like old times, eh? Meh, I'm just being nostalgic. ;)

On a largely related note, I realised something else today: Unity can't possibly exist without love.

Now, I'm not trying to be some peace-loving hippie here, and no doubt the notion might seem a little 'DUH' to you right now; but honestly, have we ever at least given these things some thought?

Love for one's country unites its citizens in times of war.

Love for football unites hardcore and casual fans alike at the coffeeshop, staring at the large LCD screen hanging from the ceiling; cheering when a good pass is made or cursing when someone cocks up.

Love for percussion...man, that's a whole other thing. It's like unity in its essence. One CANNOT describe the feeling one experiences when the whole troupe plays in time and the music produced is so exquisite, you can't help but get lost in its passion.

Kinda like...your love for that special someone. That, I think, should be pretty self-explanatory. ;)

Till later, fellow apes. Don't be sniffing that patchouli for too long.

Just in case. XD

EDIT: I just wanna wish this really fast friend that I've made over the past couple of months, Adnan, the best of luck for his big day tomorrow. It sucks that I can't be there to see it. Just don't let anything cock up, man! Hahah.