A Tribute
I want to start off by giving my most heartfelt thanks to the heroes and magicians of this weekend past. They have worked ceaselessly, tirelessly and devotedly for our cause: that of our music CD. They're already part of the production (with one exception), but I believe that the past 2 days were above and beyond what was originally required of them.
First and foremost - the hands that gave us tune, melody, timing and familiarity. The person behind them helped too, I guess.
But really, thank you so very much, Gen. Thank you for your consistent effort, rehearsing with us every single day, hardly ever getting a break. Thank you for your uncomplaining perseverance. And most of all, thank you for your unexpected yet great faith in me, giving me my seminal few minutes of fame.
He came to us, rising from nowhere. He took our hands, our throats, our mouths and our diaphragms; He showed us the path from vocal ineptitude. Favouring biting wit, meaningful snorts and unwavering focus; His methods were alien, yet highly effective. His many banishments include: unclosed words, indefinite openings, indefinite closings, invading snakes, boringness, emotionlessness and most of all, an MIC meeting that was threatening to form during 'Just This Once'.
Our future audience cannot thank you enough, Mervyn. And because of that, we cannot thank you enough.
The man in the middle, Terence, is our music man. He's the one who's currently compiling our songs together and running his QC on them: normalising, equalising, whateverfying. He's the man with the equipment whose last touch will make or break our CD. No pressure mate.
But thanks in advance.
And of course, the man himself. I know there's quite some way to go yet, but thank you regardless. For your lessons. For your encouragement to audition. For your giving me this opportunity, even though my voice wasn't quite Pavarotti. For your commitment. For your leadership.
Contrary to what you think, he's not contemplating some major production decision in the picture. He's thinking of what he needs to put into his chicken soup and whether it's too salty or peppery or if...
So lastly Joe, thank you for your chicken soup.
So, yes! We're getting our recording done! What was a possibility is now an ongoing reality! The whole process we'd been going through over the weekend was quite interesting. Got to see the backstage of KLPAC's stages. Very cool, makes a nice change from cramped make-do school hall facilities. There's lots and lots of space, with a big chill-out area called the "green room". Got to learn the spelling of a new word - vormitory. That's the entrance to the stage (for the cast) from the middle of the audience (at ground level lah). Hmmm nothing online on it... maybe it's made up by Joe. Anyway we're all quite happy about it, as you can see.
The mother-of-all-bitchass-thunderstorms (ie a baby typhoon) happened to hit the area while we were at KLPAC, so we weren't quite aware of flying roof tiles, Astro dishes and trees. However, we did hear that it was hailing, and quite a lot of water decided to come in and join our party. Yes, those are the sweepy-dust-scoops you see in the picture they're using. Mops were just too slow going. No, that isn't a highly polished floor you see - it's water. Lots.
And of course, with the rain, come the vagrants. Whether taking shelter and air-cond...
Or happily lazing or playing Sudoku...
They were summarily rounded up and warned that they could only do it Just This Once.
Broken Bridges is in today's New Straits Times! I've been told that there are more pictures in the hardcopy, and that I'm all over them. To be verified, but until then, cool!
Watched Rent (the movie, as compared to the musical) over the weekend. How bloody awesome is that show! The music's great, and the video work is cool, it just rocks! Love it love it love it... Seasons of Love is my current favourite song (so I'm late... by 10 years. Screw you), and I'd die to go see it wherever whenever. I wanna go get the DVD of the musical to see how they do it, and the soundtrack 'cos it's just sooooo awesome.
Okay gotta go grab a bite now. We're preparing for a press conference tonight, which is yet again pretty damn cool. My exposure to the press has increased infinitely this year... where before I'd be complaining about the dumbasses they write about, now the dumbass is me!
First and foremost - the hands that gave us tune, melody, timing and familiarity. The person behind them helped too, I guess.
But really, thank you so very much, Gen. Thank you for your consistent effort, rehearsing with us every single day, hardly ever getting a break. Thank you for your uncomplaining perseverance. And most of all, thank you for your unexpected yet great faith in me, giving me my seminal few minutes of fame.
He came to us, rising from nowhere. He took our hands, our throats, our mouths and our diaphragms; He showed us the path from vocal ineptitude. Favouring biting wit, meaningful snorts and unwavering focus; His methods were alien, yet highly effective. His many banishments include: unclosed words, indefinite openings, indefinite closings, invading snakes, boringness, emotionlessness and most of all, an MIC meeting that was threatening to form during 'Just This Once'.
Our future audience cannot thank you enough, Mervyn. And because of that, we cannot thank you enough.
The man in the middle, Terence, is our music man. He's the one who's currently compiling our songs together and running his QC on them: normalising, equalising, whateverfying. He's the man with the equipment whose last touch will make or break our CD. No pressure mate.
But thanks in advance.
And of course, the man himself. I know there's quite some way to go yet, but thank you regardless. For your lessons. For your encouragement to audition. For your giving me this opportunity, even though my voice wasn't quite Pavarotti. For your commitment. For your leadership.
Contrary to what you think, he's not contemplating some major production decision in the picture. He's thinking of what he needs to put into his chicken soup and whether it's too salty or peppery or if...
So lastly Joe, thank you for your chicken soup.
So, yes! We're getting our recording done! What was a possibility is now an ongoing reality! The whole process we'd been going through over the weekend was quite interesting. Got to see the backstage of KLPAC's stages. Very cool, makes a nice change from cramped make-do school hall facilities. There's lots and lots of space, with a big chill-out area called the "green room". Got to learn the spelling of a new word - vormitory. That's the entrance to the stage (for the cast) from the middle of the audience (at ground level lah). Hmmm nothing online on it... maybe it's made up by Joe. Anyway we're all quite happy about it, as you can see.
The mother-of-all-bitchass-thunderstorms (ie a baby typhoon) happened to hit the area while we were at KLPAC, so we weren't quite aware of flying roof tiles, Astro dishes and trees. However, we did hear that it was hailing, and quite a lot of water decided to come in and join our party. Yes, those are the sweepy-dust-scoops you see in the picture they're using. Mops were just too slow going. No, that isn't a highly polished floor you see - it's water. Lots.
And of course, with the rain, come the vagrants. Whether taking shelter and air-cond...
Or happily lazing or playing Sudoku...
They were summarily rounded up and warned that they could only do it Just This Once.
Broken Bridges is in today's New Straits Times! I've been told that there are more pictures in the hardcopy, and that I'm all over them. To be verified, but until then, cool!
Watched Rent (the movie, as compared to the musical) over the weekend. How bloody awesome is that show! The music's great, and the video work is cool, it just rocks! Love it love it love it... Seasons of Love is my current favourite song (so I'm late... by 10 years. Screw you), and I'd die to go see it wherever whenever. I wanna go get the DVD of the musical to see how they do it, and the soundtrack 'cos it's just sooooo awesome.
Okay gotta go grab a bite now. We're preparing for a press conference tonight, which is yet again pretty damn cool. My exposure to the press has increased infinitely this year... where before I'd be complaining about the dumbasses they write about, now the dumbass is me!
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