Twenty ten
I will remember 2009 for two major things. One for the great music that I’ve heard, and two for the amount of health issues that I’ve had. I kinda feel that turning thirty has reduced my body’s resistance to illness and impeded its ability to heal itself. I’ve never had hives my whole life; now I have them when I take seafood (not all the time, and I have yet to determine which ones exactly). I still work out regularly but my weight continues to drop. At a dinner earlier this year with a motley bunch of business associates, I was asked rather worryingly if I was alright because ‘my cheeks look sunken’. And in between all that there’s a whole bunch of aches, sores, sprains, lengthy coughs, you name it.
Next year’s looking marginally better, judging from preliminary observations. A couple of gigs coming up soon to take my mind off things, starting with Cat Power in Singapore and Soulwax in KL, both in January. The Mosaic Music Festival has a pretty good lineup too but not unexpectedly, the acts that I want to catch are either playing on weekdays or spaced too far apart to catch within a single trip to Singapore. Then of course there’s the big trip to England in May to catch Pavement at All Tomorrow’s Parties. I haven’t quite thought about what to do before and after ATP. And I better get my ass to the travel agent soon. I have however already made a mental list of what medications to bring with me. Being a hypochondriac sure ain’t fun.