SuckSeed: Huay Khan Thep Page #2
- Year:
- 2011
- 130 min
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Yow! Ped, the time of rollerblades is coming.
Why can't I get up?
Roller blades time is gone.
It's time for Dancing now!
But this time it's for real.
Here, my pick.
You should play bass guitar.
No, it's enough.
You know, man.
Girls are fond of Bass players.
You see that guy?
That's our drummer!
He's called "X".
Listen to the ball sound.
That proves he's cool.
See.
What amazing footwork.
Kicking on the bass drum, so powerful.
How about the wrist?
It will hit the snare at maximum.
Yeah, watch this.
The craze to fulfill
how the drummer of...
Sh*t!
Maybe we should wait for X to recover,
then rehearse.
It's too late, man.
Attention please, this Saturday.
At The Central Kadsuankaew Basement.
From noon to 3 o'clock.
The first live concert of the band
'Khung and Friends'.
The band is Khung and Ped class of 6/3.
And X from 6/4.
Khung exposed the excitement and joyfulness.
Cool party for you all.
We can't disappoint our fan club.
Just strum on the upper string and it'll be OK.
Counting, 1 2 3 4.
1 2 3 4, got it?
One hour for you.
Yes.
1 2 3 4, hello...
Ready?
Khung and friends, ready!
3 2 1
What are you taking your shirt off for?
I'm thirsty. I need some soda to drink.
- Some snacks for me too.
- OK.
Where's mine?
3 2 1
Wait, it's unbearable.
- Don't get excited too much.
- The sh*t's in my ass!
Sorry, the splint caused some trouble.
Hello, yes mom. I'm busy.
Why don't you tell Kae?
Which sauce?
Which formula?
How is it different from 1 and 5?
Turn off your cell phone now.
Wasting our time!
Ped! come on.
Khung and Friend is ready.
3 2 1...
Time's up now.
Are you sure?
Definitely!
OK, now sweeties.
We have guests,
Khung and Friends band,
from Chetuphon School,
came to play music for us.
Raise your hand if you want to listen.
Good.
So please applaud loudly for the song called
Bubsaba.
My name is Bubsaba,
ya ya ya...
Bubsaba comes with cheerfulness.
With flower blooming in her heart.
Gathering flowers for a wreath.
And the world is so bright with her wreath.
- Not Bubsaba of Nicole version?
- No.
So colorful...
So perfumed.
Set this world fantastic.
Blood!
She enjoys making wreath.
Daily, day after day.
Never boring.
Get away!
Too crazy!
So, Khung and friend.
How about it?
Oh, bad mood.
Better ask Khung himself.
The Hot Wave Music Awards
is going to open.
Will Khung and friend
do us the honor of joining?
Music isn't for competition.
But to make the children cry then?
Right?
- Ignore him!
- Hey, where are you going?
Hey, are you angry with me?
When will we practice again?
I don't know. I'm bored.
Not out of reach.
But it's too far away.
Cause you're a close friend.
There's no right to tell the truth.
Not out of reach.
But it's too far away.
Cause you're a close friend.
There's no right to tell the truth.
That I love you.
Tell X to meet us at music room now.
It's like I said.
Music is not for competition.
It's for courting a girl, man.
Sorry, it's too much fun.
Great.
I never knew you were good at this.
Otherwise I'd have invited you to join us.
Like at The Art Master Fair?
But I thought it was great.
It's groovy.
Yeah, right. You feel it.
Not bad.
See? I told you that we're cool.
OK, It's time for school band rehearsal.
Stop now.
Damn Kae.
Didn't your band break up?
Yes, this is the new one.
Excuse me,
this is a rehearsal for the Hot Wave Awards.
If you guys are playing for fun,
Please leave.
We're not playing for fun.
We are in the contest too!
Really?
Surprised?
We now have a master class guitarist.
Eat our dust!
Hey, leave them.
Let the amateurs train their lesson.
Where are you going?
Master Chukiat told me
to shoot the new band.
How much do you know about them.
Tell me.
Sure, I will tell you guys now.
After the seniors graduated.
Kae went to collect
veteran musicians of our class.
Starting from this Bassist born.
Rajchamang.
Their drummer hits like thunder.
Dome Thunder.
Vocal comes with high octave sound.
Tem Impact.
And Guitarist.
Kae himself. Everybody says "Ah.."
whenever he plays.
The band is named
The Arena.
I think he read too many comics.
Khung.
I don't agree with the contest.
What a load of sh*t!
No reason to fear.
We have Earn.
Wait, when did you ask her to join us?
I'm in.
In Bangkok, I was in a band.
And we competed in the Hot Wave Awards.
It's the biggest stage for high schoolers.
The band that reaches the final round.
Also has a chance to release an album.
But our band never got that far.
And my parents had to move back here,
I was sure that
this year I'd be out.
But when Khung ask me.
I was stoked.
Don't worry, Earn.
Once X is well,
we will practice intensively.
And we will go through to the contest.
He told me this morning.
He was bored.
What?
Nothing.
Better go home.
What did you say?
It's full.
Really?
Would you like to rehearse at Bakery?
Is dad here?
He went outside.
Didn't you mean Bakery Music?
Not quite.
Where's your drum kit?
Back there.
I think this place is ok.
Only You. If you look deeper into my heart, there is only you.
There is still time for you.
You're my soul burns with fire.
You break my heart with one blink of an eye.
Only by seeing.
Already made my heart.
As time went by, my love began to blossom.
If only tonight I'm yours.
Just holding your hand,
makes my heart tremble.
Was just me and simply love.
Will love you forever with all my heart.
Only you.
I just want to be next to you.
At the moment there is only you who danced with me.
Our band with Miss Earn is so cool.
You talk too much.
The rules say...
a band has to play 1 of its own songs.
How do we start?
Ped, you write the lyrics.
Forget it, I can't.
Don't be silly. You won a prize in grade 8.
That's the poet one!
Sh*t!
The song has to be a love song
without the word "Love".
How could it be a love song?
Piece of cake.
You have to be in love to compose it.
But I'm not.
So, weren't you really fond of me
when we were in grade 6?
Are you hiding something?
Say it!
That time...
Don't interrupt, man.
And...
Our classmate teased that
Khung was fond of me.
But it's Tuang who was a liar.
Why both of you, then.
One night...
someone called me late at night.
And said he was Khung.
Not the time to play, man.
But I didn't call you.
So, I have to apologize.
For getting mad at you.
It's OK.
It's in the past.
By the way, do you have a boyfriend?
Why?
If you have one,
you should compose the song.
No. I don't have one.
You're not fond of a girl, are you?
You're crazy!
I see you are tough like a man, so...
How about you, Ped?
Fond of somebody?
This dummy's never been.
- How do you know?
- I spend a lot of time with him.
- I never saw him courting anyone.
- Are you sure?
Yeah, haven't found anyone special yet.
And you, X?
No.
Of course!
Dad!
X is fond of a girl called Som.
Som, ah....
That's it.
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