One thing I’ve realized about friendship is that it is best ripened when individuals share a common ambition. Be it suffering together through national service, stressing out together on a video documentary, or cutting that new age music album with a long time friend.
Ivan once told me how he was in admiration of indie musicians who manage to keep going in Singapore. Those of us who are either purveyors or fans of the local music scene would understand this much, that as with most arts in Singapore, it rarely pays the bills. Aside from our incredibly workaholic lifestyle, to finally produce an album, is a personal triumph in itself.
As much as Ivan
coerces gently prods me into writing a review for his album, I frankly wouldn’t (and couldn’t) pay attention to the music. New age music, attainable from the wellness aisle of the more established supermarkets, isn’t the kind of music you’d typically sit up in amazement, then run to your store to snatch a copy. It’s everywhere; in classy hotel elevators and fancy restaurants you bring your dates to. Like a dear friend, it’s there to sooth you, without bringing too much attention to itself.
That said, if I were to review a new age album, the goal would to see if helps me concentrate on my task at hand. For this case, in writing this blog post.
I’ve listened to the entire album, from start to finish, yet feeling unaffected, not a single yawn, which is a good sign. Seastars 2007 is pleasing as an electronic album, but a little jarring at some points where the canned animal calls and children laughter brought out the cheesed off frustration in me. Sure, these distinct environmental sounds help punctuate the mood, but at times a little too much. Instead of eliminating them completely, softly cross-fade them into existence. Less is more in this case.
On an interesting note, the SeaStars 2007 album has served as a neat social experiment for the duo. From an album blog, a band blog, an official Facebook group, to an iLike page. More significant was the construction of conversation via blogs, which turns any murmur of SeaStars into a full sentence in the minds of many. Contrast this to the 90s where all local bands had in the scene were homemade posters, flyers, word of mouth and at most, email.
Congrats to Ivan and Adrian. As I’ve shared with many, they’ve shown that true passion knows no bounds.