Where’s my alarm clock?
Holy barbeque chicken wing it’s been a long time!
It has come time for all of us at the University of Obama Activities to get out our timetables and wristwatch calculators and begin work on those assignments we were given to do during the holidays. Cause like really. Who thought that would actually get done “during the holidays”. #retardswithPHDs
That’s right. The holidays are coming to an end, and with that gone are the days of rising at noon, consuming the day with series and ending it of with a live rerun of Taylor in the Jive Cape Town Funny Festival at the Baxter Theatre. Taylor has been performing with a comedian called Wilfredo for the last month, along side Marc Lottering and Alan Committee to name a few. I must’ve seen the show 4 times, and every time was a laugh. (more…)
Refreshing
Mmm holidays – delicious, and indeed refreshing. There’s nothing like waking up at 1 in the afternoon to remind you that for all the crime, corruption and disaster in the world, good still prevails. It’s also refreshing to be writing a blog post again, now that I think about it. And now that I think about me thinking about how refreshing writing is just then, part of the reason why we’re feeling so refreshed is probably because we’re writing new music. Did that sentence confuse you? Well, me too. But the absence of a squiggle means that Bill Gates followed along quite nicely. Thank you, Microsoft.
(If you thought “Refreshing” referred to refreshing this website in order to receive new blog posts and are feeling disappointed, I’d like to apologise. I’d also like to apologise for the immense strain your keyboard must have taken refreshing this page over and over for the time we were away.) (more…)
Greeting from the silence
Awe
Hey there. Long time no see, sadly. I thought it’d be write of me to hit up the internet again, so here I am. Yes, that was an attempt at a pun. Everyone is crazy busy at the moment, but that isn’t really an excuse not to give you delicious blog nutrients. After all, we did promise to keep you fed. I’m halfway through the toughest exams I’ve ever had to write and I’m taking time out just for you. We do still care.
People have been saying to us “Forefront, when are you playing again? We’d really like to see you play again soon”. My usual response to this is yelling “My name isn’t Forefront”, before rushing to the bathroom in tears. In truth we have been out of the loop for quite a while now, and it’s starting to get to us. We like playing for you, really we do, and we should be playing again regularly quite soon.
Now, and don’t get mad when I tell you this, we actually played on Friday. Please, I asked you nicely – calm down. We couldn’t invite all you lovely people because it was a private function. I won’t tell you how fun it was, because that would be a little rude, but we did enjoy ourselves quite a lot. I won’t even tell you how awesome it was setting up and playing at a street party. The good news for you is that we remember just how fun it is to play and have been encouraged to do more of this performing thing soontimes. (more…)
Greek Speak
Yo yo. Cha. cha… Yeah.
Now that I’ve greeted you with sounds that Jay Z uses when he’s not rapping in songs, I think we can get right down to business.
In slightly irrelevant and only marginally interesting news, Rous and I have got to that point in the semester where we adapt so we now stay awake in lectures. Although our methods are rather similar, I think he’s got one up on me, which is good, considering his day is much longer, and vastly more boring than mine.
Rous’ coping method involves a blackberry (preferably not frozen and with some sort of battery life) and an installed version of Pokemon Silver. Yes, it is completely possible. I made him prove it to me. I took the less insanely awesome approach, and I spend my lectures playing Simsons. For all those parents out there (including mine) Simsons is the latest in lecture note capturing software. Great stuff. You can even record videos of the lectures on it. (more…)
The Voice
“Hey, hey man.”
The raspy, evil voice calls out from the darkness.
“Hey, don’t act like you can’t hear me.”
I know this voice.
“Your time is up, my friend.”
Cruel, demanding. I know I can’t get away.
“You’re mine again.”
This is the voice of calculus.
This is the voice of physics.
This is the voice of some-other-stuff-that’s-less-fun-than-being-on-holiday.
And it’s calling for me.
Well, it’s calling for me and Jason, but it sounds worse if we’re on our own. Let’s say it’s calling for each of us individually. That’s more like it.
Yes, university starts again on Monday. That means we’ve been off for seven weeks already. It doesn’t really feel like it’s been that long. It’s mad. It’s crazy. It’s mad-crazy. But we’ve gotten a lot done in our time off. Photo shoots, recording, writing, fart jokes, arranging gigs – the lot.
I know all the kiddly-winks have started already (on Monday, I believe), and a bunch of other universities too. It’s hard to get back into things. Back into routine. Back into working. Back into the grind. But keep in your mind the image of the dancing orang-utan, and you will get through. You will overcome.
If that fails, you can keep checking up on us for good news. We’ve got EP recording and mixing going on, we’ve got gigs in the pipeline, and we’ve got puns aplenty. Just because two of us will be getting edumackation again, doesn’t mean we’ll stop giving you the goods. We can multi-task like that.
In other news, we’re working on being musical. No, wait. We’re working on playing a musical (the very one Taywee is singing in), which means reading scores and scores of, well, scores. As a classical guitarist, I’m quite acquainted with the treble clef (the one that looks like a fancy G). Unfortunately, the bass part is written in, you guessed it, the bass clef. Other than that slight irritation, my only problem with the musical so far has been that the ad lib slap bass solo (yes, you read that correctly), which I was very excited about, has been cut. But I might sneak one in somewhere else.
Don’t forget that you can hit us up if you have any questions or anything in particular that you’d like to hear about. Just drop a comment thingy down below, or Facebook us, or Tweet us, or (if you’re feeling old-school) just ask one of us when you see us.
Remember the orang-utan.
Rous
Forefront Band 