Salam Lebaran

Salam Lebaran


The drum beats, softly, slowly,
Echoing that of my heart.
Spare a moment, spare a thought,
Remember those far apart.
A plethora of colours,
Happiness is Nature's art.
Rejoice, Eid Mubarak is here,
Let the celebrations start.


I, Shaifulbahri and family wishes everyone out there
Selamat Hari Raya!

da:ns da:ns Revolution!

The short break is doing good. Physio session was like a human torture regime.
Otherwise, been preparing for Hari Raya. Not much celebration considering I'm an Army boy now. But but, it's all good people. Being significantly "smaller" than the last Hari Raya makes me a happy camper. Nyehehe.

And now, I have a story to tell about dancing.
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I most absoultely must place a major WARNING label at every Yellow Chair Productions training/rehearsal session regardless of venue.

Had rehearsal for our upcoming show at the Esplanade Underground, coincidentally, the story, for Deeparaya is about a group of dancers and how they have to perform during the festive period. A tongue-in-cheek at the upcoming Hype Up concert that's happening on Hari Raya.

Little did all those in attendance realise that the Esplanade is filled with spirits.

Considering that the da:ns festival is going on down there, the spirit of dance caught almost everyone of us in the group.

After the rehearsal, we all went break-fasting (as taught by Effendi, right Nurul?) at Secret Recipe chalking up a $180+ bill that almost caused the walnuts in my mouth to fly out. Went back to Esplanade to the "Powerhouse", the big white tent that was holding the dance marathon.

While people had to register initially, the dance floor was well, open to the public. And boy, what a session it was. We came at the end of the Salsa segment. This was followed by a Bollywood one and then a Hip-Hop one and we called it a night.

Let's just say that trying to dance with only ONE able leg isn't the coolest of sights! And now it's hurting like hell!

A few pictures to describe the mood.


da:ns


Electric Fusion


Boogie-Woogie


Hmm

Tired after the workout session, the whores that we were, ended up at the Concourse snapping away at this rotating da:ns festival logo.

And well, we all were snap happy. Here goes!



The Night Michaelt Flatley Cried


The Singapore Ballet Club went exclusive after this


Emo-fied


Must admit this is a preeetyyyy pictureeee!


Cultural Expedition Gone Wrong


The Cheapest Version of The Producers


Presenting Le Bohemian Krump


Auditionee for Billy Elliot Musical


Mahabharata The Musical


All That Juice..I mean, Jazz


The EXORCIST Musical


Alien The Musical


The Moon Dance


If Yellow Chair did RENT


it'd prolly be called BORROW

Wells, each and every picture here was taken by Shahdon.
There are a whole lot more on his blog, http://shahdon.livejournal.com
Go see!

Poor boy stayed up the whole night uploading the pics and that is why we ALL LOVE HIM.

See, don't say I never say okay? wAHAHAH.

A Burning Sensation

Burning!

There are a lot of things I want to say about these emotions that have overwhelmed me the past week, maybe the past month due to certain events.

The pain gets pretty unbearable at times but the flame that rages within is stronger still.

If any, here's a song by Ben Moody (how apt) and Anastascia called Everything Burns from the Fantastic Four OST that best describes the situation...somehow...

Everything Burns

She sits in her corner
Singing herself to sleep
Wrapped in all of the promises
That no one seems to keep
She no longer cries to herself
No tears left to wash away
Just diaries of empty pages
Feelings gone a stray
But she will sing

Chorus

Til everything burns
While everyone screams
Burning their lies
Burning my dreams
All of this hate
And all of this pain
I'll burn it all down
As my anger reigns
Til everything burns

Ooh oh
Walking through life unnoticed
Knowing that no one cares
Too consumed in their masquerade
No one sees her there
And still she sings

Repeat Chrous

The Moon, The Night & A Smile

A Smile That Masks the Hidden


As he sat in the night that had no light,
He pondered how to fight to get it right.
And so the moon, she tried to make it fine,
A sprinkle of dust, it made him shine.

And so the moon, she made him smile,
An eternity that lasted for a while.
But still, the anger was too much to hide,
The pain, how sad, it wouldn't subside.

The night and the moon, they took a walk,
They tried to have a little talk.
And thus they came to decide,
His smile would be where they will divide.

Hating Hate

I hate this feeling, I last felt it about 3 months back.
It has returned this feeling of hate which I hate.
But as always there is not much that anyone can do.

Sigh.