Other than a vaguely socially-retarded sibling who can't seem to differentiate between 10dB and 1000000 dB of noise he produces, and who gets mad at stupid things all the time (and u say women are high-strung), today was- after strict subtraction- still stubbornly shitty.
let's start with Timbre@ Substation. Thanks for ruining an otherwise nice evening. I'm not gonna drag the entire management down, just perhaps the rather rotund and rude lady manning the bar area and the incompetent barman who happens to be serving drinks with his eyes on his arse. I give credit to the place, and even to the music. But i absolutely abhor substandard politeness. we pay u, 7% + 10% extra for service charge and gst, u woman and u man, for serving with a tinge of courtesy, thank you. customers do appreciate quality service.
-i've never really had any motivation to blog about lousy shitty service. im not usually upset by the mundane-
so with my eyes looking at the mocktail page of the menu, i ordered a * margarita, omitting the one word that would imply its non-alcoholic nature. i guess i kinda assumed that the absolutely attentive barman would bother shifting his eyes down to where i was looking at to catch my drift.
no.my bad,i guess.
so we got into conversation.manager came over.gave a bunch of bull - and suggested AFTER A WHILE that yeah, she could change me a glass without the alcohol, but i gotta pay the initial cost. fine by me, miss. but uh, why that sulk? just cos i had a perfectly legitimate reason not to get a drink tonight? you had absolutely no smile, no kindness. you were insincere to the core. if i could sing u a song on the spot i woulda dedicated "Your lousy attitude is the reason why i don't feel like having a drink anymore" to you.
and yes, i told her not to bother with her grudging service. this episode dampened me for a while, so thanks, Peanut, for being around.
I would still go back to Timbre @ Clarke Quay for the pizzas. But Timbre @ Substation? Your guess is as good as mine.
Now on to something more rave-worthy. The only good part of the day (night?) took place btwn 930-1115 pm, during which we caught 2 amazing acts by the bay. When do we start a band?!
Do check out the two mesmerising singer-songwriters:
Andrea Hamilton
Style: Acoustic/pop/rock
Her vocals were so pure, yet so powerful. Almost faultless. I love how she captured her free-spiritedness & positivity in her songs. Yes i would get your EP's the next time round I promise!
Trey Lockerbie
Style:Indie/Pop/Rock/Alternative
A more emo version live, he kinda reminded me a tad of Secondhand Serenade. His recorded stuff is, in comparison, very much more soothing and stripped-down. I love the edgy rock feel he incorporated into his act, however. And like Andrea, the one thing that illuminates them from other forgettable acts is the soul they put into their music.
Now i wanna learn the guitar so bad.
And that concludes the Life & Times of a Lemon on a Saturday Night.
let's start with Timbre@ Substation. Thanks for ruining an otherwise nice evening. I'm not gonna drag the entire management down, just perhaps the rather rotund and rude lady manning the bar area and the incompetent barman who happens to be serving drinks with his eyes on his arse. I give credit to the place, and even to the music. But i absolutely abhor substandard politeness. we pay u, 7% + 10% extra for service charge and gst, u woman and u man, for serving with a tinge of courtesy, thank you. customers do appreciate quality service.
-i've never really had any motivation to blog about lousy shitty service. im not usually upset by the mundane-
so with my eyes looking at the mocktail page of the menu, i ordered a * margarita, omitting the one word that would imply its non-alcoholic nature. i guess i kinda assumed that the absolutely attentive barman would bother shifting his eyes down to where i was looking at to catch my drift.
no.my bad,i guess.
so we got into conversation.manager came over.gave a bunch of bull - and suggested AFTER A WHILE that yeah, she could change me a glass without the alcohol, but i gotta pay the initial cost. fine by me, miss. but uh, why that sulk? just cos i had a perfectly legitimate reason not to get a drink tonight? you had absolutely no smile, no kindness. you were insincere to the core. if i could sing u a song on the spot i woulda dedicated "Your lousy attitude is the reason why i don't feel like having a drink anymore" to you.
and yes, i told her not to bother with her grudging service. this episode dampened me for a while, so thanks, Peanut, for being around.
I would still go back to Timbre @ Clarke Quay for the pizzas. But Timbre @ Substation? Your guess is as good as mine.
Now on to something more rave-worthy. The only good part of the day (night?) took place btwn 930-1115 pm, during which we caught 2 amazing acts by the bay. When do we start a band?!
Do check out the two mesmerising singer-songwriters:
Andrea Hamilton
Style: Acoustic/pop/rock
Her vocals were so pure, yet so powerful. Almost faultless. I love how she captured her free-spiritedness & positivity in her songs. Yes i would get your EP's the next time round I promise!
Trey Lockerbie
Style:Indie/Pop/Rock/Alternative
A more emo version live, he kinda reminded me a tad of Secondhand Serenade. His recorded stuff is, in comparison, very much more soothing and stripped-down. I love the edgy rock feel he incorporated into his act, however. And like Andrea, the one thing that illuminates them from other forgettable acts is the soul they put into their music.
Now i wanna learn the guitar so bad.
And that concludes the Life & Times of a Lemon on a Saturday Night.
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