First of all: there was nothing “street” about at least one third of these acts.
Second of all: I very much doubt that government-funded arts festivals (or most art in general, for that matter) can result in a “revolution”.
In fact, the audience was pathetic. Most of us were so disoriented by the Victoria Theatre setting that we didn’t dare to even stand up and dance – people actually looked at me like I was crazy for jiggling around in my seat.
But I’ll give you guys the “jam” Co-sponsored by the Singapore Arts Festival and Arts Fest, this show featured a half-half mix of Singapore and international Southeast Asian artists.
Anyway, for an old 29 year-old fogey like me, it was an education into what young people here are creating for themselves musically (I mean, those young people who aren’t former Singapore Idol contestants and can’t become JJ Lin-esque Mandarin language singers).
(Yes, and I reserve the right to call myself old, despite the advertising that this event is for youth aged 14-39 – please sirs; I would like at least ten years when I can call myself unreservedly an adult before becoming middle-aged.)
act i: SIXX
Y’know, I like these guys. I wasn’t wholly convinced when they came on with their rather catchy number “Livin’ the Life Like It’s Golden”. After all, MC Kevin Lester has these weird dead-robot eyes and lead vocalist Aarika Lee hops around more like a sugar plum fairy than a b-girl.
But! Their music’s good – songs like “TSA” and “Rock Star” made me want to join the mosh pit, if only there’d been one – and whoever dressed them knew what s/he was doing: ironic sequined dress for Aarika, ironic necktie for Kevin, ironic bow tie and waistcoat for lead guitarist Kelvin Ang – plus the whole concept of the band; how it’s integrated across gender and ethnicity and keeps growing from its original six members – others on stage included keyboardist Hsu Xiao Hui, bassist Timothy Da Cotta, percussionist Mark Chan, guest percussionist Joe Salim, and I do not have the names of the guest saxophonist or trumpeter in the programme, but you guys upped the ante, seriously. Brass is boomz.
Oh, and they’re coming up with an EP soon. Buy it. Bonus points because during talkback with host Dany Jay Prakash, they seemed cool with people file-sharing their songs.
(And yes, they’re Singaporean. Majulah.)
act ii: Richard J
Celaka! This kid dares to call himself “street”? He’s less street than Justin Timberlake, for furikkake’s sake. He’s saccharine, that’s what he is: so commercial that he makes my teeth hurt.
Interestingly enough, I was seated behind a row of girls in black who were die-die-hard supporters of both Richard J and SLEEQ (more about them, later). Whenever anyone mentioned their names, they screamed their lungs out. Bising macam latah, tahukah?
So yes, he is “Singapore’s youngest talent extraordinaire” according to the programme notes: started composing at the age of 12, started performing in rap battles at 15, and now he’s 20 or something, no idea, still riding off his prettyboy looks (good sir, though you have nice eyes, you should get your teeth fixed).
And while I admire his “The show must go on” motto in the face of a sore throat or something, which meant that he had to sing in tenor against a backing track of his usual contralto (thank god we were spared that)…
I am nonetheless disgusted with anyone who creates a song that goes:
I wanna be a billionaire
on the cover of Forbes magazine
smiling next to Oprah and the Queen
Ugh. Ugh. And he’s so *American*. But he’s some people’s hero, and he also has an EP coming out, so you might want to buy him too, if only ironically.
YACKO
This girl’s the real deal: hailing from Jakarta, she signed her first recording contract when she was 16 years old, and now she’s a college lecturer by day and a hiphop artiste by night.
Aarika, this is how a lady moves on stage: arms and legs pumping and thrusting, more Missy Elliot than Tinker Bell.
Baby girl, you lookin’ so fine,
Oh oh oh oh oh…
Big props to Puan Yacko (Y-A-C-K-O!) for daring to sing in Bahasa Indonesia as well: I think I liked those songs the best, maybe since I’m able to shut off my verbal critical functions and just groove to the beats. Definitely wanted to jump up and down with this one.
Okay, at the beginning at least. In later numbers you seemed to lose energy. Why? Can’t say for sure, but when you said you were impressed by Singapore audience’s reactions, I’m pretty sure you were fighting the urge to bite your tongue and go, “Wake up people! This is supposed to be a revolution! You have nothing to lose but your seats!”
Props to her co-emcee – Latto, I think his name was. Her album is called “Refleksi”.
Five-minute intermission now. Wah lau; this thing was supposed to end by 9:15. It’s the halfway mark and we’re past that point already.
SLEEQ
As I said, these guys have a following similar to that of Richard J. I got a recording of the screaming girls this time:
I’m afraid to report that these guys are similarly infuriating – not quite as bad as Dick, but pretty bad. You, the one with specs – you do realize that although some of the girls scream every time you look over the rims of your glasses, the rest of us just lose respect for you for resorting to the same gimmick every time?
I seem to remember there was some reference to ‘NSync, which was probably meant ironically, but is not only dated but also revelatory of the indistinguishability of their styles. (Oh wait, ‘NSync actually danced.)
There was also a song I remember called “Keep Looking Over Your Shoulder”, but I forget what was memorable about it.
Sigh. Yeah, these boys are Singaporean too. They came off the stage and tried chatting to the girls in the middle of the show. The girls were speechless, probably because their voices were gone from screaming.
DJ ALTIMET
FTW! Malaysia boleh! DJ ALTIMET rocks – I was waving my hands in the air like I just didn’t care quite early into the set. He’s a one-man voice machine – though he occasionally had help from Singaporean artiste DJ Atrez. Really great fun.
He does have a rather old-fashioned gender bias, though – “This one’s for all the girls,” he sad, before belting out “Chantek”, and then “This one’s for all the boys who work hard to bring back money for your mothers,” – because clearly there are no beautiful boys or hardworking women who provide for their parents.
Oh but the song he sung for the boys was so great – “Syukur”, which means thank you (not in Malay but in Arabic, methinks); high-energy, invigorating, nourishing, spiritual. Damn, he was good.
Sadly, I don’t think audiences responded so well to songs with non-English lyrics. How come ah? Not MTV enough?
THAITANIUM
Okay, at this point our host MC Dany Prakash was really sick of us being so guai so he ordered us (with great difficulty) up onto the stage, because if you don’t get jiggy with the last dance, you don’t get jiggy ever.
So we ended up with a great mosh pit in front after all, and the members of this Thai group were throwing us T-shirts and CDs while we were jumping up and down…
Come to think of it, I can recall very little about the crew’s music, aside from the fact that it was utterly worthy of a fist-pumpin’ closing number. Can’t even remember if it was in Thai or garbled English.
What I do recall is that we ended at 10:55ish, which was NOT what I’d signed up for: the programme said 75 min, not 175 min. I ended up being ridiculously late for my Atsuhiro Ito show, and the Sistic guy had already gone home, so I acted cantankerous until they gave me an uncollected comp.
Final verdict? Can lah, can lah: the house was fairly full (although some people walked out as the night grew long), you’ve introduced some kids to Victoria Theatre who’d never have dared to step in otherwise, you’ve reconfigured the possible uses of Victoria Theatre as a venue for youth events, you’ve brought in a few regional artistes who’ve never been here before – never mind the sorry state of Singapore streetness, this event works.
Now, perhaps we could hold this event a little earlier in the calendar so the youth feel inspired to go for other Arts Fest events… or is it dependent on the June holidays? No? I’m sure we can figure it out.
Oh yeah: and can we throw at least one dance event in there next time? When you’ve got a photo of a dynamic dancer in the publicity and you get an all-singing lineup instead… Let’s shake it up a little. The Arts Fest can take it.
Ng Yi-Sheng
3 Comments so far
Leave a comment

Hey Ng Yi-Sheng!
Comment by Yacko June 10, 2010 @ 1:38 pmThx for posting ur review here. I was informed earlier about how the crowd could be so shy or maybe too afraid of breaking any law?, but i also heard that there was a formal regulation that needed to be followed as well such as crowds were not allowed to come to the front. My manager told me this when she couldnt approach me to the front of d stage. However, I sort of questioned why they were finally pushed to come to the front? is it because it’s the last performer.
Anyways, I was quite satisfied with the reaction and appreciation considered that the night before i went to a party at St. James station and the only crowd that responded to the live PA was the foreigners.
Moreover, Thx for staying til the end of d show. I hope i cud visit Singapore again and perform with a different set. Much respect!
I hope you can perform again too! I’m afraid most of the kids here don’t know about any laws: they’re just held back by a culture of restraint. The setting of Victoria Theatre made that even worse.
Comment by Ng Yi-Sheng June 10, 2010 @ 11:52 pmHey Yi Sheng,
very observant comments there, quite sharp i must say, not everyone would take it with stride, but I guess, the event was meant to be a hip-hop oriented event, and well, I would say the performers had done their part, its more of the appreciation, encouragement and understanding that local/ regional music needs in order to further itself and reach greater heights. I guess constructive criticism and suggestions do help
Comment by Desmond Wong June 23, 2010 @ 5:12 am