Falala with me?
Aye distractions distractions. A million and another of them.
This song is funny. Heard it performed at the Esplanade during the Outdoor Theater launch last Saturday. Only towards the end did I realize that 'Falala' really meant 'Fly'. Somehow I thought it referred to 'fool around' or 'cheat on'. Pessimist have I declined into? I would like to think not.
Enjoyed the performances on Saturday thoroughly. The musicians, the acts, the keyboardist (wait, wasn't that also part of the 'musicians' category? ho ho i think she deserves special mention!), the Olivia's-favourite-singer who cannot wave his hands in the air without looking like a complete monkey, and of course the venue. That stage will always have a special place in my heart. (See! A stage can win my heart but not a person. Sucks)
You would think after one hasn't written on a blog site for such a long time that she'd had a lot to say. Sadly no I don't. In fact, I'd rather not say anything at all. Or not have a blog at all!
Yet, I have so been convinced by textbooks and lecturers that writing and recording down is precious. What is a thought if it isn't written down eh?
So here with my thoughts on the 'Falala Song' I begin my millionth attempt at writing.
posted by Sarah @ 8:02 PM
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