Singapore's POP Music

I went to the the National Museum with ah tan today to prepare for an assignment when we found ourselves sitting down at the music booths, listening to Singapore's Pop Music made in the 1960s.

They are a whole lot better than the music the bands are making in Singapore now, especially the singing. There were covers from the Western music but they were good.Rock and Roll~ It was so good that we were 'groooving' to the beat and adding in our own little actions when we think that nobody is watching. The lyrics were simple and the tunes were catching.

C'mon everybody dance push push

Rootless Tree

DAMIEN RICE - Rootless Tree

What I want from you is empty your head
They say be true, don't stay in your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me like a rootless tree

What I want from us is empty our minds
We fake the thoughts, and fracture the times
We go blind when we've needed to see
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And did you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so good
That you just let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out

What I want from this
Is learn to let go
No not of you
Of all that's been told
Killers re-invent and believe
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And did you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so good
That you just let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Fuck you, fuck you, love you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing in you
And did you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so good
That you just let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around


Don’t be misled by the crude language of the song. This is a terribly good song. It feels so close to heart. All I can picture is a man getting trapped. Not in a cage or prison or anything visible, but trapped by emotions and thoughts. As though his heart is being gripped and bound by something so tight that its impossible to live. The piano version with Lisa Hannigan was good too. However I prefer the original cd version as I feel that this song is better being more angsty. However, Lisa Hannigan and Damien Rice sang so well that I couldn’t mind it at all.