Sunday, February 27, 2005

some of my sch mates.

As promised, I'm going to gush and gush abt Lou's playing at the concert tonight. But first, a recap of the night's programme:

1. Mozart's Overture to Don Giovanni
2.Ravel's Le Tombeau de Couperin
3.Shostakovich's Piano Concerto (starring Lou!)
4. Mozart's Symphony No.40 in G minor

And Lou was STUPENDOUS!! All that hard work paid off. [Congrats babe, on a job well done!] You guys oughta have had been there, she played beautifully. It was such a challenging concerto, full of nightmarish octaves which involved a lot of nifty fingerwork on her part. I especially loved the 3rd movement.

Being the entranced idiot that I was, feverishly clapping after her piece ended, I completely forgot to take a photo while she was playing. By the time I whipped out my camera, it was too late and all I managed was one dodgy photo:

And I'm not a bad photographer: it's just bad timing, okay?? I didn't even get a proper shot of Lou in her gold dress, such a shame, cuz she looked gorgeous. Here's a cut-off:

That's Ewan on the right, my fellow comrade-in-war aka Advanced Analysis classmate. Superb conducting from him tonight.

Here's a random photo taken at the Lyceum that I never got to upload:

Going from left to right, that's Kish, Lou, Will and Mary. Kish (pianist) has sadly departed our fair isle for gloomy (but gorgeous) Vienna to read German, only for a year though. The two of us and Lou used to hog the piano practice rooms together. (The proper word is actually monopolize, but let's not quibble over inconsequential things like that.) Of cuz that's Lou Lou, no introduction needed. Will's also a pianist/cellist and a fellow analyst. He's in my Techniques tutorial too. Big hands. Pretty Mary plays the cello as well: extremely musical. She makes me laugh so hard! We share a common bond: we both got chewed out by our lecturer DLW last year. I got my worst mark ever for that particular essay. Ptttf.

That's a much-fatter-and-fairer-and-extremely-sleep-deprived me and Clarinda. Cla's a soprano with a beautiful singing tone. We're in the same A.Analysis and Techniques tutorial, so I see her quite often. She's the only other person that I know (in the Music Dept), who procrastinates as much as me. We take turns to skip Techniques tutorials, and hand up our (late) essays together.

I was going to put up more pictures but I can't seem to find them. Ah well, next time perhaps.

On a separate note, I was browsing thru some blogs, and came across Mr Miyagi's. There was an entry, where he posted a picture taken at a coffee shop off Novena. Good grief, it was such a familiar scene, illuminated with sunshine. How many times have I waddled along that path, and sat down at that same table, basking in the sun? Simple and mundane things that I took for granted back home, unexpectedly carry an extra weight of poignant nostalgia.

In all ways that matter, it has been far too long since I've seen and felt the sun on my bare skin.

blueprint

I will like to spend my days, as though they are my own, which I mostly end up doing in halves, for duty beckons, and I am answering its clarion call. Soon enough! I am also a veteran procrastinator.

fresh monodies

unbearably awake.
all ye lesser mortals, bow down before mitsuko uch...
missing lens.
pineapple high!
schumann and what not.
the problems of being Lynne.
why me?
first fall of 2005.
wussy slimeball.
amused.

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treatises on life

arty jen
betty boop
carmentica
charming-linn
chasing snowy cars
cheeky lynn
cheryliciously glam
clean and cute
cyclist-mad bass
darling dominic
feisty jing
fellow ditz-sista/porkSTAR
hail mary!
hell's kitchen
hero on the beach
h-Euge heart
hunky lenny
lipgloss queen
little cheryl
live n learn, baby
lolita lou
loony loon
mr popular
musically dan
m y s t j
phringe
princess tania
roger smurf
runaway pigeon
sabotage king jeremiah
sibling angst1
sibling angst2
spector dan
spunky tian
steffy bunny
sun-sunzzz
teeny wee-nee
weeeee, leonard!
yangtze yang'en

frivolous pursuits

for shallow ppl
for very geeky ppl
for the truly bored
spun prose
binary thoughts
past imprints
some stamps
montage of images
other memories

mulling over

And there were phlegmatic souls.