Showing posts with label Bass. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bass. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Do you remember Bass

Our friend,

2 years have passed very quickly.


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Friday, October 19, 2007

My Dream of Bass new Name

Its really weird how dreams could get you thinking and pondering even you realized it might be just a passing dream.

This morning, I dreamt of Bassie, its really weird, he told me his new name!

There were 2 flashes,
one flashes that he was reduced to little tiny cracky bones and he was fragile small and everyone was waiting for his departure…

The 2nd flashes to Bass healthy and talkative and kept repeating his name, his new name to me.
3 times he told me, and the surrounding KPOs if I might call, repeat his name and made me write down in pencil and paper his new NAME, because it was just a difficult name to remember!
AND I just cannot get the name now to remember… that why when I woke, I kept trying to recall the dream’s BASS new name although it could have seem in-significance and just a dream to some, I just thought my memory could have been better!

Vague name now… so disappointed WITH myself!

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Our Memories of Bass

Songs that link to our minds,

Certain songs across the radio brings you back to the era and somehow relating some memories that were attached to it. Amazing isn’t it how songs just relate to a scene pictures or someone the memories that were kept right behind us…

Like Bass = Soldier of Fortune..

And JUST LAST Thursday DUMB AK got the King’s Band to strum the SOLDier of Fortune. It Definitely brought the link to our hearts and mind and it felt so weird after so long to hear and felt close to Bassie again.

Even that last time we had a BBQ at Pasir Ris and Ricky had his tiny MP3 going going going and the next song was Soldier of Fortune, everyone protested, yelled and almost hammered RICK and requested to the next song. ..
Noone wanted to be reminded!

FUNNY right. Funny how our human sentiments work, how we try to erase, its always stucked somewhere at the back of our minds.

The evening always ends with dinner and drinks and its was at the coffeeshop, for a short drinks last night after the cooling dinner at East Coast Lagoon with the parents. It was disappointment for daddy and the AK and me and Mummy (so it boils down to all la) because NO the famous satay bee hoon and carrot Cake! SO we had beef and rubbish!

Nothing in our favour and the poor AK was super-craving for his claypot rice, smell also cannot smell!

You know those balloons where you blow it big using a small straw and gum… yeah the two big large men, the AK & Ming were busy blowing gum balloons at the coffeeshop for little Henry entertaining him. Imagine this, walking to a coffeeshop and seeing two large men blowing gum balloons and bouncing it to and fro… gaga I had such a laugh last night.
When the gum finished, the two large men utilized the straws in the coffeeshop with borrowed scissors to make whistle from it and were trying to create a song from the straw by blowing it with their mouth.
The little Henry failed to came out some sounds though and he was so well entertained by them, the different modes of sounds, enough to bring the laughter and squeals to himself!

The laughter of the little Henry was so innocent and adorable. + the 2 large old men trying to reminisce their childhood plays……

Ga GA

Monday, August 20, 2007

Ghim Moh Crabs

It was elating last late noon during our visit to Bassie. Its like visiting an old friend that didn’t met for a long long time. But its funny how heartwarming it brought to my own heart, the feeling that I had, gratifying, somewhat I can’t explain it, even to myself. Wonder if the AK felt it…

One of those times when we woke up rather late and the AK & I rushed to church just in time for the closing of the sermon. Choked with laughter at the previous late nights of course, we had our steamy lunch with our aunties together with the God bless food before heading home to recover our sleep.

They had not enough of us, so we continued our makan dinner over at GHIM MOH, the most famous steady salted crabs after resting few hours at home, I probably was a little too exhausted didn’t get to enjoy the crabies just much! So all of us thought to watch the 881 show and the AK and me went to his uncle’s house (which was only the same block upstairs) to get into the net to book 7 tickets for the show.

I probably wouldn’t have watched this show by myself but ok, since the critics had such good review, and the family seemed quite enthusiastic to watch it, I was gamed for it too.

881:-

Me says it was bad overall. The show would have been great without any special powers or fairy-tale-God-Mother story… I mean hey, every part of the show was to a relation to the Getai and why the power-puff girl-stuff?


I don’t understand.

The arguments over at the Getai stage made the scene really ridiculous. Anyone been to a Getai knows, that a production of workers and managers would be in a standby at the entrance. Any arguments seen or first-come-first-served-basis would be obvious to anyone’s naked eyes… The scene in the show made it seemed like there’s no production on stage and whoever is there jumped to the stage and started singing. Want to have argument or fight, make it more realistic to the real picture. It was typically fake, very Stephen chow lor!

If the movie was meant to be a comedy and not a relation the the real Getai world, then the whole story is also upside down and contradictory to the idea of the producer and story line. So at the end of the movie, don’t know if the producer is wanting to have a comedy-castle-in-the-air kind of movie or what he had mentioned, to have a movie to the Getai world or a mixture of both.

I thought it would have be so fine and the tiny flaws or made-to-be-comedy would be easily ignored if the POWER_PUFF_GIRL_Stuff super powers were eliminated!

STUPID RIGHT!

The 2 MAIN actress and 600 were very good in their acting though, I must compliment!
600 was super hilarious!

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Photos of Bass

Calendar: 21 Aug 2006
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The late Bassie in our thoughts...
Kinda early i thought in his english 1 year death anniversary but since i was at it today, i thought might as well...
N me and the Ak went over to Kong Ming San in the noon today to take a peep at his tablet ..

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Anonymous Email 1 yr ago of Bass Death

I was going through my blog of the month one year ago and came across this email that i posted one year back after Bass died! it touched me though.. one of the cries

Hi Serena,
Some of the happiest days of my life were spent at Chinois Chinois,
listening to Fantasy.
Bass was a damned nice guy, and I was devastated when ********** told me that he had died.
********** referred me to your blog.
I read it while I was at work, and had to go to the Mens' Room so no-one saw the tear that rolled down my cheek.

I'm sure he will always be there when you need him."""""""""""""""""""""""""""

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Bass 1st year death Anniversary

If anyone could remember, 1 year exactly ago, Bass went into a coma!
And went to the netherworld 1 month from 21 July 2006.

I still remembered I was in Thailand having the Budget meeting when i heard the shocking unexpected news over the phone that Bass went into a coma in the early morning..
and the night i landed in Singapore, i went straight to the ICU ..

11 months passed by so quickly and everyone got on moved on with their lifes.. in memory of him.

Friday, May 11, 2007

Missing Bass

And we were having Bass recollections last evening with Bass’s sister over at Ah Heng’s wife’s wake and what intrigued me most was her dreams she had, after almost a year, she said, she finally had 2 dreams of Bass.

1. She watched as Bass was immerged in the soil/ sand and was painfully struggling fighting for his dear life, somehow he got twined in the sand, and he was trying to break free of the sand! Finally when he managed to free himself after much struggle, she felt cool and delighted and relieved! Before she could speak a word to him, he ran really fast, away from her, and she was catching up on him until eventually she realized, Bass was standing in front of a relative’s house, in Malaysia. Everyone was in anxiety as to him being alive but his sister put her finger to her lips, motioning them to ignore the fact that he was dead!

2. Bass’s sister was somehow waiting for “Fantasy” to appear on stage for their set when the first person she saw was Derrick, then Anson, and expecting a stranger instead, Bass was the 3rd to appear on stage for standby! Caught in awe, she was in ecstatic but at the same time, puzzled and woken up due to the excitement in her!

The thoughts of us in missing a person or behind the naked eye, the unexplained….

Sunday, February 25, 2007

And we slowly learnt to let go of Bass

It must been a while since the frequency of bass memories lingered inside. And it was only yesterday when Fantasy played the Soldier of Fortune requested by AK to him that I learnt that we have moved and pass him on in life.

Saturday, December 09, 2006

As I sit here


As I was sitting right here, looking at the photos, I never thought I miss, missed someone so dear. Someone that I know that will always be there, but never thought he will actually disappeared off to somewhere so far away from us, me. I suddenly realize, realized, that he is indeed away from all of us. Bassie!
The one that kept me in 151 all the time, the one that called me to 151 for lots of beer, the one that kept me till 5am that night!

The one that always pet-ted. my head saying-ing.
The one that drank with me all the while at River View in the early hours,
the one that listened and had listened to all my nonsense,
and to all my problems. A quiet one.
And the one that we went for Makan during his Breaks.

Suddenly, he chose-d to walk away, from us!,, Me, joyce, anson and 151, and his closed friends……..

That is just typical Bass, William..

Expressionssss appears when liquor takes a little part…..
and always ..our dearest………..our dear friend….

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Bass passed on - 100 day


at 151 for Bass 100 day. we took pictures of the burning. Looks a bit strange we thought...I duno if the pictures have an meaning but it does look weird from normal fire previous burning pictures. Guess its up to the individual to explain..




Photos transferred to Multiply "My Photos" Nov 2006 Album

Monday, October 09, 2006

Bass passed on - 49 day

Finally, everything for Bass has ended. We had 5 tables, red wine, martell and lots of tons of beer. 50-60 bottles of beer in total! The footballers from other table sang along for Bass several songs till the police came, warning to keep our voices down. It was pretty late then.
Think we hardly have everyone present together at the same time like this gathering.
We left for Este 1am.

Photos transferred to Multiply "My Photos" October 2006 Album

PS. Me Ankle is really hurting..

Saturday, October 07, 2006

A Thank you Note from Bass Sister

A Thank you Note from Cindy, Bass sister...

""" Cindy has sent you a link to a weblog:

Tks all d wonderful frens of Bass for all dat u all had done for him!
He will always remain LIVING in our hearts FOREVER... """


Friday, October 06, 2006

Bass passed on - 49 to come

Remember tomorrow 7 Oct 2006, we are gathering at 151, evening to the next morning, to offer joss, “gold paper” for BASS 49 day, that he will go in peace and that he will go into reincarnation..

Everyone’s sincerely, warmhearted gesture, just for Bass last Saturday here in 151, to make it possible. (and in beliefs, that he will receive the money that going to be burn for him and his favourite clothes). He has especially requested for his favourite black T-shirt with English words. (Dun ask me how we know,. those that were there, that day, will know!).

REMEMBER!

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

I dreamt of Bass again....

I dreamt of Bass that night, few nights ago. It was in a dark place what seemed like a temple yet I thought it was like an errie unwanted MONK dark desert.

There were monks chanting in different rooms and me and Joyce were wandering when we entered.

We were looking frantically for Bass and she starting running very fast like a chimpanzee which I couldn’t catch up.

Eventually I decided to halt when I lost her and stood at a corner watching the monks and unknown “humans: chanting and going on their rounds around me. I stood stone and a little afraid of the ritual that went on, not knowing what was going on, in a dark damp corner when finally a hand grabbed me and signal me to follow her pace. It was Joyce.

My legs without a thought followed after her to the outside of the room where we came from and found Bass outside. He tried to talk to us, gesturing his normal action like before trying to be friendly and not trying to frighten us. What went on in the conversation, I hardly could recall, but I captured every scene as clearly back in my mind.

The energetic Joyce was jumping like a kangaroo signaling me to go as it was time to bid goodbye, this time, I was about to move away from “Bass” when I realized my right white sandal had disappeared from my bare feet.

I dug and dug and Bass had tried to hide my sandal, a dog had bitten to pieces and it was hardly to be worn. Seemed like he wanted us NOT to go but I had to piece the right sandal back to my feet, tored and tattered, when I was told I had to leave the way I came.

and so i woke

Monday, October 02, 2006

Bass passed on - 6th week

Im compelled to do something impulsive. But that was just a thought!

Where have I been? This whole week seems to be hectically programmed.
From 151, Este, 151 Wedding, Devils, 151, BBFace.

If only it did seemed especially colourful in our lifes, certainly not in reality.

The people at 151 were damn hilarious that we couldn’t hold our laughter. The miscommunication and the inaccurate pronunciation “ passing baton” lead to aching stomach laughter. Like a tele-communication, word from a person to another could transform magnificently into a different meaning althogether...

“H” was talking about shopping in “Asthma” which he wanted to mean “Wisma”, the one in Orchard. And we had to listen 2x before NOT concluding that he had Asthma. And Ant was asking why we talking about his “KAI MA and someone thought we mentioning about SBS (pronounce SBS not alphabet).

Just couldn’t resist snapping them in action.

Ok that was just one of it. And we drank till 245am last evening.
It was Bass 6th Week. Everyone was there specially to pray to him.

Just couldn’t resist snapping them in action.

Ok that was just one of it. And we drank till 245am last evening.
It was Bass 6th Week. Everyone was there specially to pray to him.







Sunday, October 01, 2006

Bass 7th Week

People,

this Sunday 8thOCt2006 is Bass 49 day. I presume we wont' get to experience "his" presence that often anymore after this day..... the chinese belief..


For Bass Last Saturday, to commemorate him, all of us, ALL of us will be gathering this SATURDAY 7 Oct2006 at 151 for him, the last 7 week of Saturday, his favourite haunt.

PLEASE REMEMBER TO COME DOWN IF YOU ARE FREE AND COMFORTABLE esp the 151 """kakis"'''''...

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Bass & Fantasy & his Friends Old Pictures

And i managed to scan quite a bit of pictures, compliment from Cindy...

these old photos has been transferred to under multiply my photos album...


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Last Evening at 151, was Bass 5th sat at Bishan. They offered joss sticks and burn incense for him...

Saturday, September 16, 2006

They sang Bass Favourite Soldier of Fortune

In every these few nights at Estee, the guys would dedicate Bass favourite and all time song Soldier of Fortune, for him.

** the trick is: play and pause it for the video and red line to download completely to have a smooth view.

First day in Estee, Jin sang for Bass


then.... Peter sang for Bass the next few days.....


FOR OUR BASS!

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

I got an Email about Bass

gotten this email from someone i dun think I know.......I just read it today. I thought that it was so touching..

""""""""""""
Hi Serena,

Some of the happiest days of my life were spent at Chinois Chinois,
listening to Fantasy. Bass was a damned nice guy, and I was devastated when ********** told me that he had died.

********** referred me to your blog. I read it while I was at work, and had
to go to the Mens' Room so no-one saw the tear that rolled down my cheek.

I'm sure he will always be there when you need him.


"""""""""""""""""""""""""""




Thanks whoever you are...for this email.