Sowing The Seeds Of Love

For those of you born in the 70s, you will recognise the song title above. Last Tuesday, Hubby and I took some time off to attend the Tears For Fears concert at Resorts World. To say that we had been anticipating their arrival for 25 years is somewhat an understatement.

The very first music video that I set my eyes on was Tears For Fears' "Shout" at a grand age of 12 - from an old rickety TV set that fizzled between faded colour and black and white. I remember listening to "Everybody Wants To Rule The World" from my trusty black Walkman, immersing with exuberance in the lyrics - a whole journey of life truly ahead of me back then. I remember gushing with excitement and empathy over the bittersweet lyrics of "Head Over Heels", with the blossoming of sweet, innocent teenaged infatuations all around me. And I remember thinking, "Oh how wonderful if Tears For Fears can come to Singapore, but they will never ever come." For back then, we lived in a time where we did not have the luxury of such concerts in Singapore.

And now I am here, in front of a stage that screamed their name - with the love of my life beside me, hands entwined together, and 2 beautiful offsprings asleep peacefully back home, with half a lifetime of journey behind me, and another half ahead in the murky unknown. Together with some new wrinkles as well as jaded eyes (and I do not refer to just Roland Orzabal and Curt Smith!), the same band that helped us come of age a quarter of a century ago rocked our world again.

They sang all their greatest songs, to a gigantic crowd of adoring fans. Roland Orzabal's vocals is as strong and powerful as ever, and Curt Smith is as sweet and pleasant as before.

For 2 deliriously blissful hours, the entire crowd of 4,500 folks of considerable age sang to the familiar songs and roared with zeal at every comment Tears For Fears made. It may be evident that the crowd was somewhat middle-aged, but in the dim light of the concert hall, the dancing and gyrating silhouettes - many of whom had arms and hands up in the air - could easily pass off as young, nubile teenagers again. Physically, we may reach our biological ages. Mentally, we travelled back to the years when life was ever so simple and idealistic. It was beautiful that we could escape in the songs that Tears For Fears played and sang so well, and be transported back into the recesses of our splendid memories again. Years past could never be lost, for they live in our memories forever, indelible and ineradicable.

More importantly, I was elated that I was there with Hubby, experiencing the same exhilaration, loving the same songs and dwelling in the same past as him. What a night to remember indeed.