Studio 1994

I was chatting with two of my colleagues this morning. We talked about jamming. They know that I jamm and they were asking if they can join me at my band's next jamming session. Without knowing when is my next session, I agreed.

While watching the Superband on TV this evening, the jamming sensation really brought me back 14years ago. My classmate, Jeremy, took me to a studio along Upper Serangoon Road after school. Never in my life had I been to a music studio. With only a rough idea from the TV, studio should be a nicely parqueted, branded music instruments-filled, a big glass window separating the recording studio with a giant mixer being placed right in front of Music Arranger.

When I reached the studio for the first time, my anticipating mood was devasted. Welcoming me, were torn mattress stuffed in the bass drum, dusty cables running all over the ceiling and dirty greyish carpet and lastly wall paper probably was peeled off by previous "musicians"!

It was totally off. Never did I expect such a big difference. Well, nevermind the difference, I have been patronizing jamming studio for the past 14years.

I can still recall how it felt at my first jamming session. I was amazed by how a normal 4-piece band can actually played a song similar to the one which I've always hear from the discman! I am impressed with Jeremy and his band.

Ever since, music has been playing an important part in my life. Till now, I am still in love with it. Because of my current job, I might not be able to jamm as much as I wanted to, but the passion for jamming and music has never decreased. Kind of looking forward to the next jamming session.