Say Hi to the pregnant cat at Chap's.
Listening to very sad oldies has rendered me emo. I absolutely love retro music as I grew up listening to The Platters, The Carpenters (whom I absolutely love), Cyndi Lauper, Jefferson Starship, Tears for Fears to name drop a few. I'm glad that the music from the 70s and 80s
are making a comeback but I have yet to listen to a good re-make of the retro hits, apart from Madonna but that's a whole different ballgame right there.
Today, M&I stumbled across this fantastic bar which is relatively new and they were pumping out hits from the 80s and they serve Midori Illusions. Quite a surprise to see it tucked away in the corner of this new rising area in TTDI. Fantastic music, good drinks, not many pushers
and shove-ees, what more can a guy ask for? A few fans outside could possibly bring a wider smile across my face as I was melting away in the stuffiness and the heat of the night.
I would say I'm an old soul. I guess that's why I get along with people older than I and the younger crowd like my University mates are intimidated by me, or maybe it's because I'm 23 and I'm surrounded by boys and girls who call each other "dudes" and "chica". Sense the note of sarcasm and derision in my open and closed inverted comas.
I used to work for an events company which had posted me to supervise events during weekends at Zouk (Shook as the Chinese pronounce it) and I would get to see these kids who hang around outside smoking and desperately trying to get in by calling their contacts. Giving them the eye, I would usually walk off shaking my head and smiling to myself. I was one of them before. Used to go out clubbing at the tender age of 15, sneak into bars and pubs and get drunk but never making a mess out of myself. Those were the days. I hardly club anymore. Only on special occasions or if I'm forced to, which is highly unlikely since everyone around me knows how anti-social I am in clubs without several shots of whiskey running through my veins.
So now I sit in pubs, sip my half manly/girly drink and enjoy the music from my past. Seriously, what more can a guy of my stature ask for?
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