Wow! Awesome! Different! Interesting! Amazing! Indescriable! Oh yeah baby! No matter what people say, the music is interesting. It ranges from cultural music to street performers.
I bought myself a few CDs. Well, more than a few but it practically drained me (RM50-RM75 per CD!!!). Had to borrow some money from RC to buy an extra CD. Pricey yes but I'll regret it later on because I will never be able to get the CD again!! They ran out of CDs for the Habana Son Club (Cuba) and they aren't due to play until Sunday nite!! Wanted that CD so badly. Sigh. Oh well. Anyway, what I bought :
Dwiki Dharmawan-Nuansa : Indonesian ensemble. I like the jazzy style mixed with the Asian influence. Shooglenifty-The Arms Dealer's Daughter : From UK. Nice. Valeri Dimchev Trio - Sooner... Later... : Very moody but soothing music from Bulgaria. Chipolata5-Skinless : Street performers and they're really good. We only caught them for about 15 minutes but it blew everyone's mind! It was... it was... humourous all the way!! Aseana Percussion Unit-Colours of Rhythm : I luv this group! They played at last year's RWMF and was an instant hit with the crowd.
Some info on the artists performing.. Here's a run-down of the itinery tonite :
Ana'k Adik Rurum Kelabit & Lan E-Tuyang The kids did a marvelous job! There were so many of them performing on stage. The musicians and singers were the adults. Reminds me of the group of Kelabit ladies singing at various functions : a bit monotonous but it's alright. Lol, didn't read the Tagboard until I got back home, so, sorry but no pics. It was supposed to be short 15 min performance but I think it went slightly longer than that. To tell you honestly, I think the Raja sisters do a much better job. But the kids were good and sure of what they were doing.
Bisaya Gong Orchestra Not for me. Made me sleepy. The Aseana percussion group is much better. Also managed to meet up with Superkumquat and Gette. Had a nice chat with them.
Ensemble Kaboul A very traditional presentation on Afgan music. Sounded like a Hindi movie to me. However, we were all amused by a white guy dancing the Greek dance. The belly dancing and bottom shaking was amusing. People then started joining him. Then the whole show was stolen away by a flying squirrel gliding over the treetops above! Many cheering and gasps to the flying squirrel.
Unknown Drum Band A very Caribbean drum band were performing while the stage was being prepared for the next act. Can seriously put one into a trance. They didn't wanna quit when it was time to stop. Organisers had to turn off their volume!
Huun Huur Tu / Malerija Deep throat music is not my thing but when it's mix with modern music, sounds so cool!! Still, not exactly my cup of tea. At times, a bit creepy when they played without the mixing. Was too busy looking at the flying squirrel with everyone else.
Chipolata5 Instead of the usual 5 persons, there were only 3 and they were so amusing. Cannot stop laughing and everyone was standing up to see their performance. Did occasionally dropped the ball and the juggle-thing. Luckily, he did not drop the jungle-thing with flames! The CD is so cute. There's a song in there that's titled 'Boa Constrictor' which starts 'I was being eaten by a Boa Constrictor'.
La Volee d'Castors The Flying Beavers from Canada. Superb playing! Was definitely a great act for the closing of the 2nd day of RWMF. Tried to get everyone to sing in French. In the end, it became an international version : La la la la la. The ukelele and the violin was the humourous side to it all. Flying squirrel was not to be seen anywhere. Guess it had enough to it.
Phew! Got back home at about 1 am. Traffic jam and slow drivers hogging the road back from Damai. Didn't stay for the rave party as did not stay at the hotels. Maybe next year?
Dad and Sina' called today. Had a really long chat with Sina'. Dunno what Dad is up to. They're basically stuck at home because of the Texan heat. Texas doesn't do things in half measure. When it's hot, it's boiling. Thank goodness for aircon.
Caught up with news and their stay in USA. Didn't have a long chat with Dad though. :( Wonder if he's finished his videotapes yet? Didn't know that the videocam doesn't have a NTSC setting. Thought it did? Hmm... gotta check it out when they come back from their trip.
Woohoo!! Am going today! Yay! But have to bring a lot of gear lar. Too many : umbrellas, tikar mat, water, stools. No place to sit down so need to bring some gear.
Going to be traffic jams there, for sure. Sigh. Hate that. Wonder what will be there this year?
Got this in my email. Saw it last year but it's an email that's been floating around for ages. Dedicated to Dad, Mr. Little, Mr. Tucker, Mr. R. Jala. You guys are going to have your hand full now or in the next few years. ;p
Rule One If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.
Rule Two You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.
Rule Three I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, In order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.
Rule Four I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate: when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.
Rule Five In order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."
Rule Six I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.
Rule Seven As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?
Rule Eight The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which feature chainsaws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.
Rule Nine Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a pot-bellied, balding, middle-aged, dim-witted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.
Rule Ten Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy outside of Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.
Mum : How sure are you that they have named the right star for you?
Mum : Sounds like a scam.
Mum : What are you going to do with a star anyway?
Turn 180 degress and tried the Lava Lamp. Then realised I shouldn't have because of the voltage issue. Anyway, Mum said she wanted to get me some gold jewellery when she comes back for Xmas. I'm not complaining.
Maybe will ask some cousins in UK to bring me a lava lamp from there instead. Hmmm... endless possibilities...
I want this for my birthday this year. Getting older in style mah! Ain't cheap though. hint hint hint!! Always wanted one for years.
Liberated at
2:58 PM
Sunday, July 06, 2003
... Air Horn...
Am so irritated with drivers in Kuching. They cannot stick to their lanes. Must be due to some unknown force of gravity pulling them.
I need to install one of those air horns found in big trucks. Teach them a lesson. Humph!
Liberated at
10:16 PM
