Archive for September, 2006

I was at The Loft in Zouk last night covering Sessions, The Loft’s weekly showcase of some of the best local DJs. Last year’s JUICE DJ Quest winners Assault & Battery were spinning their last set for the foreseeable future, what with one half of them, DJ Assault aka Aiman, leaving for the UK this Sunday. I [...]

As someone who went to design school, I’m a little ashamed to admit that I had never heard of Vaughn Bode ’til about an hour ago. From his birth in 1941 to his untimely death only 34 years later, Bode was part of the spearhead of the underground comic, avant garde graphic design and graffiti [...]

You gotta love the people at Engadget.com. Extensive industry snooping has revealed Sony Ericsson is thinking of releasing a Playstation Portable-based gaming phone to fill the huge gaping void created by Nokia’s infamous N-Gage. However, Sony Ericsson Senior VP of Product and Application Planning, Rikko Sakaguchi would only state during a press conference in Sweden [...]

Chill, I’m not telling you to buck the Government. But with last week’s budget presentation, the same social scourge has gotten its fair whipping - that’s right, cigarette prices have gone up again. I’m not saying I smoke (*blatantly fake halo*), but for those of you who do, this might be a good time to [...]

Ignore the still active banner on the right of your screen (note: this information was accurate at time of writing) because it’s over. And if you missed it, then what can I say? The invites were free, the drinks were plentiful and the DJs were hot, thanks to the quality control on our end.
Crowd and [...]

I hate Murphy’s Law.
Today has been a bright, sunny, gorgeous day. Birds chirping, brooks trickling and wind wafting through your hair and all that (I’m just guessing on the last bit. I have no hair). Beautiful views. But I didn’t have the trusty JUICE camera with me! Oh woe! Must jump into Sungai Gombak now!
Anyway. [...]

Wa-hey! Merdeka has come and gone and the feeling of patriotism I had in my fingers and toes, that I mistook for early warning signs of stroke, is still tingling. Despite the overcrowding, I enjoyed myself tremendously at Laundry where Madison Flynt was playing. Amidst the Merdeka revellers - snarling city-wide jams and the elbowing [...]