Dotted Eighth Delay Studies

Setting up the U2/Hillsong delay in a variety of situations.

The Sessionists

Esther Subra (vocals), Serena Chew (keys), Justin (guitars), Alphonsus (drums and percussion)

Thoughts on G.A.S.

Why you should save up for an expensive guitar.

Setting Up Disaster Area DPC-8EZ and DMC-8D MIDI Controllers

An easy-to-follow video tutorial to get those patches programmed!

An Overview of My YouTube Channel

Feel free to browse some of the playlists on my channel. Hopefully this leads to you liking and subscribing!

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Analog, Digital...Does It Matter?

I've been playing worship sessions at a nice cosy church every last Friday of the month for a couple of months now. Hosted by Shalom Baptist Chapel, JAR @ the Well (acronym for Jam and Refresh) intends to deliberately bring worshippers from out of the hustle and bustle of city life and simply enjoy God through worship and music, and it achieves this aim very well because of its location: it's near Tengah Airbase!

The acoustics are amazing; there's a high, tapered ceiling, and the floor's nicely carpeted, which produce nice reflections with not too much pre-delay (carpets absorb sound). Whenever I step into this church, I feel inclined to be silent, to be meditative, and to be wary of my speech because of how small I feel.

My rig for the night was an experimental one: full pedalboard (the one I have mounted on a PT-3) into a Line 6 Spider III. It's a 30W amp with a 12" speaker, which is my preferred wattage and speaker size. I ran it pristine clean with no EQ and no drive to experiment with the concept of relying purely on the pedalboard for tone.

So the night went on, with powerful worship, amazing moments of pure adoration through the music, and all the while, just genuinely having a good time with the rest of the band.

The worship leader came up to me after and asked how much my amp was, expecting it to belong to the "expensive" category. "I love your amp" were her specific words. I guess she wasn't expecting that I paid $150 for it, and that it was a solid state amp.

So, which component was responsible for good tone? The amp? The pedalboard? The fact that I used analog pedals? The more I contemplate about it, the more I think that from a listener's perspective, it doesn't really matter if I used digital or analog. Both types of gear are thus a means to an end: undistractedness in playing. Perhaps the mark of good gear is not just that it sounds good, but it doesn't distract you while you're using it; it becomes an extension of your creativity, and you don't need to fight it to get good tone out of it.

What mattered lay in the generic rather than the specific: did I keep good time with the band? Did I play wrong chords? Did I use the right scale over the right progression?

If you insist on getting a particular piece of gear, by all means, save up, buy it, use it, and don't be distracted by it. Let the gear do its job by helping you express what you want to play.

Photo credits go to the amazing Chang Ning.

Due thanks to the amazing Yi Xin, whose heart for God and worship inspires the rest of us in the band to give and play our best.

Friday, February 10, 2012

My Hotmail Makes Comments

I discovered that I still can use my old hotmail account, which I cleared out really quickly (considering it's been defunct for three years). Mark all as read, and archive to a folder just in case someone comes up to me with the "oh, didn't you get my mail two years ago?" scenario.

Then lo and behold, my inbox humorously comments:

Sarcasm? An honest admission of surprise? I shall leave it for your interpretation.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Looking Up

The turns, the forks, the crossroads, the junctions
They discourage me
They wind around until I realize I'm back to where I started

The dead-ends I come across frustrate me
The lost resources, the wasted time in getting there
But then I see Your sky
Your beautiful sky

The sky, its vastness
It forces me to look up
To lift my eyes from the ground
From this beaten path that so beckons me on

Maybe it's not You who intends that I wander or stray
But it's You who lets me fall
Just so that I will come to my senses
And realize

That while I have to focus my eyes on the path before me
My eyes occasionally have to focus on the home above me

Where You are
Watching over me
Cheering me on
Guiding me
Waiting for me

Thursday, February 2, 2012

This is NOT in the Score

Facebook picture flying around that I couldn't pass up on...

The musician’s corollary to Murphy’s Law: the probability of a mobile phone ringing during a concert is directly proportional to the tenderness of the moment.


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