Sabtu, Februari 20

Meet Oreté

Suatu ketika pada masa tengah perkuliahan entah bagaimana saya mendapat sebuah link tentang sebuah artikel dari buzzfeed yang judulnya 10 Incredible Indonesian Bands You Should Listen to. Lalu saya membacanya dan tersebutlah 10 band indie asal Indonesia dengan sebuah lagu dari akun soundcloud yang disertakan dan bisa langsung didengarkan pada masing-masing list band tersebut.

Pada urutan ketiga, munculah band berikut:



Inilah perkenalan pertama saya dengan band yang bernama Aurette And The Polska Seeking Carnival (duh panjang betul ya namanya) yang biasa disingkat AATPSC, atau panggilannya Orete (nggak tau kenapa, mungkin dari kata Aurette jadi Orete). Sebelum saya ngomongin band-nya, saya mau menulis mengenai lagu yang saya dengarkan di artikelnya buzzfeed tersebut.

Saya langsung jatuh cinta dengan versi coverannya Postcard From Italy yang dinyanyikan mbak tea, vokalisnya AATPSC. Sebelumnya saya hanya mendengarkan beberapa lagu Beirut dan menikmatinya tanpa bisa menyanyikannya karena susah bo'. Mungkin karena yang nyanyi cowok dan bagian lagu Postcard From Italy ini bagi saya nadanya agak rendah jadi rada susah buat di sing along-in, emang nggak berbakat nyanyi banget kali ya hmm. Lalu muncul coveran lagunya yang dinyanyikan mbak-mbak. Dan yeah, bahagia, akhirnya saya bisa ikut nyanyi-nyanyi juga pake versinya AATPSC haha. Duh alasan yang absurd untuk menyukai sebuah lagu ya?

Terlepas dari itu, sebetulnya lirik lagunya juga sempat bikin saya terharu. Karena dicover sama cewek, maka pronoun she yang ada disitu diganti dengan he agar lebih sesuai dengan yang menyanyikannya. Just as like what covered song used to be. And somehow, dengan suara cantiknya mbak tea, dan segenap AATPSC yang main musiknya, this song simply touched my heart.

the times we had
oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow
we're not all bad
we put our feet just where they had
had to go
never to go

the shattered soul
following close but nearly twice as slow
in my good times there were always golden rocks to throw
at those who
those who admit defeat to late
those were our times, those were our times

and i will love to see that day
that day is mine
when he will marry me outside
with the willow trees
and play the songs we made
they made me so
and i will love to see that day
his day was mine

Kemudian berlanjutlah perkenalan saya dengan band ini. Jadi AATPSC ini anggotanya adalah mahasiswa ISI jogja. Nggak heran lah ya kalo pada jago-jago main musiknya. Genrenya polka folk,, ya mirip-mirip Beirut gitu (sotoy). Mengusung tema-tema sirkus dan karnaval. Alat musiknya banyak seperti yang saya comot dari blognya: ada ukulele, accordion, mandolin, trumpet, trombone, clarinet, fagot, conga, perkusi, gitar, bass, drum dan mereka sering rempong sendiri buat pergantian alat musik di pergantian lagunya. Tapi saya nggak dong-dong banget ya kalo mau menjelaskan lebih lanjut haha. Yang penting asik buat di sing along-in deh.

Saya pertama kalinya nonton live mereka di akhir 2013, pada acara ketapel nada nya anak UNY. Sebetulnya tujuan utamanya adalah menonton Banda Neira, dan AATPSC waktu itu main sebelum Banda Neira. Well, nggak jauh beda sama yang saya dengar di soundcloud mereka. Venuenya cukup sederhana dengan panggung kecil dan penonton yang duduk lesehan di rerumputan. Berhubung saya bukan anak konser banget yang bisa mudah mengkritik acara jika venuenya kurang terlalu maksimal, saya cukup senang mendengarkan mereka bermain di panggung kecil yang bikin mereka berdesak-desakan dan sumuk.

Pada Januari 2014, band ini menyatakan pembubarannya di blog mereka. My heart was broken. Baru kenal eh masa udah bubar. Mereka mengaku punya kesibukan masing-masing dan tidak bisa melanjutkan AATPSC. Dan sekian. Saya kira begitu saja sudah. Senang bisa mendengarkan musik mereka dan selamat tinggal!

Sampai hampir 2 tahun kemudian, Desember 2015 mereka mengumumkan reuninya dengan panggung kecil-kecilan di cafe matchamu pogung. Hmm, jujur euforianya udah nggak seantusias dulu pas awal-awal dengerin hehe. Dan berhubung mainnya di Pogung, dimana itu wilayah kekuasaan saya sebagai anak Teknik UGM hahaha jadinya nontonlah saya. Venue kali ini lebih menarik, karena dipersiapkan khusus untuk mereka. Dengan dekorasi meriah ala-ala sirkus, panggung outdoor mereka pun unyu sekali. Tapi sayangnya acara disambut dengan hujan di waktu harusnya acara dimulai. Acara dimulai masih dengan gerimis yang bahkan tifak berhenti juga sampai akhir acara. Hmm, lumayan menambah kesyahduan.

Nggak sempet ambil foto, jadi ini nyolong aja:
Entrance venue (Courtesy: AATPSC)

Venue di Matchamu Cafe, karena hujan jadi ditambahin terpal di atasnya yang harusnya outdoor (Courtesy: Warningmagz)


In collaboration with Sisir Tanah. That rose on her head! (Courtesy: Warningmagz)


Saya pikir sudah cukup terobati kangennya melihat panggung reunian mereka. Karena bukan fans fanatik juga, pernah nonton sekali saja sudah cukup. Hanya mendengarkan soundcloudnya tanpa membeli albumnya juga cukup haha maafkan. Dan saya tidak berniat akan selalu menonton mereka setelah ini jika memang ada gigs-gigs yang menampilkan mereka. Kecuali memang jika ada banyak lagu barunya, bolehlah menyempatkan nonton lagi. 

Tapi... toh ternyata saya menonton mereka lagi hahaha. Yang mau ditonton bukan AATPSC nya sih, cuma waktu itu ada semacam resital atau lebih gampangnya pertunjukan tugas akhir sebagai syarat kelulusan buat mbak tea sebagai mahasiswi ISI. Saya penasaran bagaimana pendadaran versi anak musik ISI berlangsung, jadi lagi-lagi iseng deh nontonnya. Berhubung yang punya acara juga punya band, maka AATPSC juga ikut nampil di awal acara.

Kali ini indoor di IFI Jogja, dan lagi-lagi hujan deras mengguyur. Mungkin juga acaranya tidak terlalu digembar gemborkan (namanya juga cuma pendadaran), maka tersebutlah yang menonton, dari semua kursi penonton, hanya kurang dari 10% yang mengisi hahaha. Pas acaranya baru mulai, saya sempat menghitung hanya ada 20 penonton. Kayak kasihan gimana gitu sih. Tapi kan malah jadi terkesan eksklusif sebagai penonton, ea. Di menjelang pertunjukannya mbak tea, barulah mulai beberapa berdatangan. Termasuk dosen-dosen pengujinya. Saya sih kurang paham genre musik yang dimainin pas resital ini apaan, tapi yang jelas mbak tea ini dari jurusan etnomusikologi. Jadi ada campuran elektronik, gamelan, flute, accordeon, dan vokalnya mbak tea sendiri (masih sotoy). Keren banget pokoknya! Sayang nggak punya fotonya, malas ambil gambar sih haha, kamera ponselnya kurang bagus kalo gelap-gelap.

Yaudah sekian saja. Apapun rencana AATPSC kedepan, semoga selalu berkarya dan semoga saya juga selalu bisa menikmatinya. Bravo!


Selasa, Februari 9

Dibuang sayang: The Story of an Awkward Night

Dibuang Sayang: 
I remember wrote this story just after the moment had happened in November 2015. I thought that finally there’s something to write in my blog. But then I felt that it’s not an interesting story. So I was discouraged to post it haha. But then I reread this and found that I put my effort writing this story in English. So, dibuang sayang. Still not an interesting story maybe, and with quite terrible grammar HAHAHA. But here it is:

The Story of an Awkward Night

One night, on some kind of training event, my friend Mbak Feb and I were asked to help the committee to buy kiloan snack (err, what it’s called in English?) which should be ready at 9 pm. We had to feed 50 people with snacks so we might buy many.  And there we go at 8.30 pm, by riding motorcycle, we went across Kusumanegara street (which was near from event place) to find store that sell cheap kiloan snack. It was about 400 meters away that we realized we couldn’t find easily the store nearby at night. We stopped and started to google certain snack store place because we quite unfamiliar with Kusumanegara street area. We found on map one market around the street so immediately we approached the market which looked like more modern market that we doubted if they sell cheaper kiloan snack or not. And it was proven when we went inside, we couldn’t find particular snacks we need (it was full of modern snacks).

Thus we googled another place, with more specific keyword and once again found quite famous place reviewed by someone on website (it was real kiloan snack place anyway). It was 18 minutes away from our place by now. And it was closed at 9 pm; we still had 20 minutes to go. Soo I was in a rush driving into that place, unfortunately we found it had been closed!! It wasn’t even 9 o’clock yet dear… We stopped again and decided to turn around and wishing lucks to find another store on the way back, but still we found nothing. Okay, it’s almost 9 pm, and we have to find it immediately. My friend tried to call her friend if she might know any other place. But still, remain unanswered.

I knew one place near my living area but it was far far away from our location that time. A little frustrated, we down the road, from south to north of Yogyakarta, From Pojok Benteng to Pogung. And it was too late night for people to open their store, and we were in hurry.  First place we reached was closed, second place closed, third place closed. And there were only a few places left. On fourth place, we found a store that half closed (its rolling door). And there was mbak-mbak inside. Oh how we were so happy! and excitedly went inside, but, mbak-mbaknya refused us because it’s time to close and she should go home. But we beg her, like… so much begging her (if you know what we’ve been through).

“Pleaseee.. please.. just one more order, we can’t find other place”.

She still refused us because she had reason “I have to go home because I have kid and it is late night already”

We still beg her

She was going inside and I wasn’t sure if it means yes or no, but we continued in choosing our snack

Then she came out and said “Okay” and started to serve our order. But, in a few seconds later there was tear falling from her eyes, oh wait, she was... crying? my friend asked her if she was okay? She said “Okay, luckily my house is near from here, how if it is far? Maybe I will not serve you”

I started to feel guilty, maybe we forced her a lot and thought of canceling my order. But she already weighed the snacks. And she said ‘okay’ before. I mean to cancel my order if she never said ‘okay’, but she served us wasn’t that mean that she agreed? But in tears? This confused me even more.

And still full of guilt I tried to offer help for her -in case she was in a rush to go back home- to shorten time by helping her packing the snacks. But she refused me and gave me her boss number instead. “If you don’t like my serving you can report it to my boss, I’m trying my best to serve you” With her trembling voice and unfriendly face.

My God! How could it be? She turned into a mad lioness already!

I was thinking that she was so nice to still serve us at this super late night. I NEVER EVEN intended to report to her boss. But she thought the opposite thing. Never have imagined to be considered as this bad person. And of course she succeeded in making me and Mbak Feb turn into evil. Everything we did was definitely always been a mistake. Even for just saying sorry.

I realized that she is a woman, and have a kid that waited her in home. Then we came and forced her.
We might hurt her, broke her heart as before we even realized it. Woman is indeed the most complicated creature that God ever made.

Not to make the thing even worse, there’s nothing we could do but standing in front of her and staring at her weighing and packing our snacks, WHILE STILL CRYING. Trust me, that was the most awkward moment I’ve ever had in my life.

Finally she was done with packaging snacks, time to pay and apologize. Then GET OUT OF HER FACE as fast as we can. She closed the rolling door while saying “Don’t ever do this again”. We were smiling awkwardly and I rushed my motorcycle.

Mbak feb: “She might have a bad day before, and we perfectly complete her whole day with the worst thing ever”

Me: “Couldn’t agree more”