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Our recent attendance of the MTV Asia Awards was something of a cultural experience for my brother, WyLuxx, and I guess his 16 year old daughter.

Not bragging that I am more exposed than he is, but I did have more opportunities to attend concerts and also be more familiar with outdoor nocturnal activities. What more an international-level music industry gig like this.

For eg, what the youngsters these days were dressed in, that I was only in my tees and jeans when he wasn’t sure what to wear since this was an awards show (think the Grammies), commented about the superb “chest thumping” sound system was at the awards show (he is an audiophile too). I had forgotten that that was a given “feature” at gigs like this.

But more importantly how a young person like my niece would react to attending something like this.

Our circle of family has been rather “sheltered” in that the kids don’t go out that much.Yet. To be fair, they are not the type that don’t go out at all, but it’s only been lunches and shopping trips; and I guess they have only recently become “of age”- that they would be starting to want to go out more now. All this while it’s only been school-related activities like ball games and school-friend birthday parties at home.

So, in some ways, my niece didn’t know how to behave at the MTV awards.

Granted we weren’t in the moshpit. But if we were; and leaving aside my middle aged brother (!), I reckon I would be as crazy as the next half-my-age person in there, other than the fact that my knees would probably be aching from jumping too much, my lower back would be aching from standing too long, my feet would probably be aching from, well, just age ache.

So, from where we were- and we were right up at the back of the venue, I cheered and sang and bobbed along with the performers where others sat crossed arms and legs. I wasn’t “crazy” like the dude seated infront of us, who stood up and cheered Woo Hoo at every mention of his favourite bands (and you know these award shows and their various nominations and mentions of bands). I didn’t mind that, only that the seats were such that once people infront stood up we’d be blocked; whereas the lady beside him leaned away from him each time, looking up-down at him.

But when I did cheer, I could see in the corner of my eye my niece quick-glancing at me. It wasn’t a case of OHMIGAWDIAMSOEMBARRASEDBYMYUNCLE but more of oh yeah it’s time to / ok to cheer.. at least that’s what I think she was thinking! Sometime into the show she did lean to me saying I can be her screaming partner!

This to me was a case of an older generation knowing how to behave at a supposedly-meant-for-the-young gig, and at the same time another of the same generation acting his age!

Yes, I am proud of my immaturity!

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