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COMMENT SATURDAY METRO, 17 MAY 2008 M14 By NIKI CHEONG [email protected] T HIS revelation probably is not going to put me in a very good light, but yesterday, my cousin Elaine took me to Laundry Bar at The Curve in Mutiara Damansara, Petaling Jaya to catch some local acts performing at a Motorola event. Thing is, it was my first time going there, which is a little bit embarrass- ing, really, because it is one of the premier spots to catch local acts in action. The last act was by popular band Estranged, which had just recently won the Juara Lagu competition and was nominated for two Anugerah Industri Muzik (AIM) awards. For me, it was a night of great music and wonderful company, so I had a real- ly good time. It has been a while since I have taken any interest in local music, and I am ashamed to say that I don't know much about it. Sure, like most others, I can throw around names like Ning Baizura, Siti Nurhaliza and Mawi but even then, I probably do not know the lyrics of any of their newer songs. Which is embarrass- ing, because I have been, through work, been trying to help boost the profile of up-and-coming, young, new musicians. There was a time in my life when my friends would label me a “rock- er”. Trust me, I was anything but. Still, my friends were accepting me as part of their “fraternity” and I wasn't going to argue. This hap- pened when I was studying at Methodist Primary School in PJ. Many of my friends then were young Malay boys who were in the same class as I was. One day, proba- bly during recess, I remember just walking about singing to myself – if I remember right, it was a song by local singer Shima – when my class- mate came up to me, hit me really hard in the back and said: “Wah, Niki. Kau nie rocker jugak ye?Me? A rocker? Yeah, right. But I took it all in, played macho and replied: “Mesti ah. Habis, kau ingat aku nie apa?” I never understood until years later, when I discovered that Shima was known as the Princess of Rock (Ella was the Queen). Except that I'm pretty sure I was singing one of her ballads ... because I'm soppy like that. But, the fact was that, as a kid, I was really into Malaysian music. I grew up with the amazing voice of Sheila Majid and was a huge fan of Amy Mastura and Ning Baizura. Heck, I was wailing at the top of my voice in the shower day in, day out, to music by Freedom, Search and Wings. I still sing local songs – Fauziah Latiff and Ziana Zain's, for example – but it's like I was stuck in the late 80s and early 90s. I haven't updated my, ahem, repertoire since then. I suppose when Astro arrived with MTV and Channel [V], and the Internet arrived with mp3s, foreign music was so much more accessible. That was also the time when I had allowances which enabled me to purchase magazines – Smash Hits, Top of the Pops – it's no wonder why I ditched Malaysian music for British bands such as PJ & Duncan, Oasis and yes, the Spice Girls. I suppose this is one of the things about living in a city, in that globali- sation is so powerful, that it is hard not to be caught up in popular cul- ture. Unfortunately, we also come from a much smaller country than some of the Western countries, and as such, local “products” are just not as popular or easy to “sell”. That said, Malaysian music has come a long way since my days of translating Francesca Peters' songs into English. I've caught numerous local bands performing as the open- ing act for foreign acts, watched our musicians win regional awards and read about some of their success while attempting to break it into the international music market. But after last night's perfor- mances, I ask myself why I haven't been to watch more of these per- formers in action. So, this is my promise: I will catch more local acts. After all, if we won't support our own musicians, who will? BANGSAR BOY The sound of music Local talents need our support in this era of globalisation

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COMMENT SATURDAY METRO, 17 MAY 2008M14

By NIKI CHEONG

[email protected]

THIS revelation probably is notgoing to put me in a very goodlight, but yesterday, my cousin

Elaine took me to Laundry Bar at TheCurve in Mutiara Damansara,Petaling Jaya to catch some local actsperforming at a Motorola event.Thing is, it was my first time goinghere, which is a little bit embarrass-ng, really, because it is one of the

premier spots to catch local acts inaction.

The last act was by popular bandEstranged, which had just recentlywon the Juara Lagu competition andwas nominated for two Anugerahndustri Muzik (AIM) awards. For

me, it was a night of great music andwonderful company, so I had a real-y good time.

It has been a while since I haveaken any interest in local music,

and I am ashamed to say that I don'tknow much about it. Sure, like mostothers, I can throw around namesike Ning Baizura, Siti Nurhaliza and

Mawi but even then, I probably do

not know the lyrics of any of theirnewer songs. Which is embarrass-ing, because I have been, throughwork, been trying to help boost theprofile of up-and-coming, young,new musicians.

There was a time in my life when

my friends would label me a “rock-er”. Trust me, I was anything but.Still, my friends were accepting meas part of their “fraternity” and Iwasn't going to argue. This hap-pened when I was studying atMethodist Primary School in PJ.

Many of my friends then wereyoung Malay boys who were in thesame class as I was. One day, proba-bly during recess, I remember justwalking about singing to myself – if Iremember right, it was a song bylocal singer Shima – when my class-mate came up to me, hit me reallyhard in the back and said: “Wah, Niki.Kau nie rocker jugak ye?”

Me? A rocker? Yeah, right. But Itook it all in, played macho andreplied: “Mesti ah. Habis, kau ingat 

aku nie apa?” I never understood until years

later, when I discovered that Shimawas known as the Princess of Rock(Ella was the Queen). Except that I'mpretty sure I was singing one of herballads ... because I'm soppy like that.

But, the fact was that, as a kid, I wasreally into Malaysian music. I grewup with the amazing voice of SheilaMajid and was a huge fan of AmyMastura and Ning Baizura. Heck, Iwas wailing at the top of my voice inthe shower day in, day out, to musicby Freedom, Search and Wings.

I still sing local songs – FauziahLatiff and Ziana Zain's, for example –

but it's like I was stuck in the late 80sand early 90s. I haven't updated my,ahem, repertoire since then.

I suppose when Astro arrived withMTV and Channel [V], and theInternet arrived with mp3s, foreignmusic was so much more accessible.That was also the time when I hadallowances which enabled me topurchase magazines – Smash Hits,Top of the Pops – it's no wonder whyI ditched Malaysian music for Britishbands such as PJ & Duncan, Oasis andyes, the Spice Girls.

I suppose this is one of the thingsabout living in a city, in that globali-sation is so powerful, that it is hardnot to be caught up in popular cul-ture. Unfortunately, we also comefrom a much smaller country than

some of the Western countries, andas such, local “products” are just notas popular or easy to “sell”.

That said, Malaysian music hascome a long way since my days of translating Francesca Peters' songsinto English. I've caught numerouslocal bands performing as the open-ing act for foreign acts, watched ourmusicians win regional awards andread about some of their successwhile attempting to break it into theinternational music market.

But after last night's perfor-mances, I ask myself why I haven'tbeen to watch more of these per-formers in action. So, this is mypromise: I will catch more local acts.After all, if we won't support ourown musicians, who will?

BANGSARBOY

The sound

of musicLocal talents need our support

n this era of globalisation