Thursday, April 06, 2006
went to see cousin Tze Law's concert.
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YONG SIEW TOH CONSERVATORY OF MUSIC 05/06 Conservatory Orchestra Series
of Brahms & Saint-Saens
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it was wonderful, after taking a mega-long hiatus from the classical music scene in Singapore (if you can even CALL it a scene).
fwoar, the crowd was a myriad of stereotypes.
there was the school NERD. (most were from ACS) with specs and a less-than-desirable complexion. don't get me wrong, they do know their stuff, after eavesdropping on a conversation. i was left with a puzzled mind and a huge desire to purchase a nearby music dictionary and define each and every other word they spoke.
there was the EAGER BEAVER FEMALE SEC SCH STUDENT. prolly rushing from piano class or something, all decked ou in the latest Crumpler + uniform. And yes, some DID bring in a not too desirable aroma. to quote myself "smells like teen spirit".
then, there was the FLAMBOYANT GAY, the one all decked out with a tribal necklace, matching a striped shirt with tight (leather) pants, going all around, fluttering ala social butterfly, "daaaawwwwwwling! fawncy seeeing you here at SUCH an IMPECCABLE time *air kiss left cheek* *air kiss right cheek*"
also, the FLAMBOYANT METROSEXUAL, different league from the forementioned. these are the quiet, steel cold glaring ones with very desirable complexions, probably here accompanying a musically inclined girlfriend or their musically educated grandaunt.
next, the WELL TO DO AUNTIES. yes, all decked out in Gucci, Jimmy Choos, Versace, LV and all that jazz, with sparkling brooches that bounce off the spotlights from above. probably bringing their little children to (hopefully) ingnite some unknown musical talent in them. And tagging along (albeit reluctantly) is the WELL TO DO UNCLE, whom, by my observation, is just there to tame the kids and to do business with a musically inclined client (what a mouthful)
then, theres the PLAIN AUNTIES. adorned with a simple sweater and plain skirt, no bling bling. here to truly appreciate the finer (and less materialistic) things in life. they know their bachs from a beethoven, and their flats from their sharps.
oh, COOL BOYS. yes, in their ULTrA CoOlZ OP T SHIRT and black necklaces with a silver pendant, nike dunks. All CoOls. but didn't see many of THESE around, so they may know some stuff.
and finally, there are the MISC SNOOZERS. yes, after the first movement, you see their heads happily going round and round the circumference of their fist that has been nicely placed on the armrest. somehow it makes a nice synch with the music.
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oh and the coup de gras.
a conversation happened between my mum and i, which started with a comment by my 6th aunt whilst waiting for the performance to start.
6th aunt: eh, look in front of you, this woman, a lot of cleavage leh.
me: *squirms uneasily in my seat*
mum: aiya, this is nothing hor *nudges me*, back in Krabi, we saw so many women topless. angmoh women. very big!! *hand sign*
me: ya, there were so many topless women around it wasn't even FUNNY anymore.
mum: aiya, if papa was alive, he would wanna look at this. i also would wanna see the action.
me: *jerks head around* WHAT?!
mum: ya wad, appreciate the finer things in life mah.
me: don't you wanna look at like... male privates and stuff instead?
mum: aiya, why for? so ugly. Women always naturally look better than man.
me: so let's get this straight, if you look at boobs, papa would look at erm.. *AheM* lar?
mum: nono, we both go for the same thing, breasts.
me: i didn't know you had lesbian tendencies.
mum: i'm not lesbian, i just like looking at good things.
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all hail my mummy the cutest mother on earth. HAHA.
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and now, as i wrap this up, i've got a bloody high fever. if you love me, pray for me!
nites. ã :x all the boys stomp your feet like this x: 11:08 PM ã
