Saturday, June 23, 2007
sometimes, i look at myself with abject resentment, scorn and disappointment. i feel i deserve more than this fulmination towering like the tallest and most formidable precipice inside me. not only have i not near fulfill my duty as a citizen, and express gratitude for the package of sugar coated benefits that came alongside that brand, i have shown ungratefulness, ignorance and have done utmost shame in my regretful oblivion of the given exaltion of this name.
thank You, better now than never
8:33 PM
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Hard Humour
Sunshine, the seemingly natural variation of a compendium of an impetus to a new day with Good Things to come, with the luminously intimidating rays striking ever so contrarily simply on the periphery of this world of seeming complex democracy, reigned supreme. The usual continuity of the labyrinth of conjoined cement entities never failed to act as some sort of punctuation to the latter. Like the ‘ten-word-junctions’ incompetent linguists might call it, they remotely signified visual appendages of the crossroads of life, a slightly over arduous decision making process members of this earth unwittingly proceed with.
Creases inexorably came up in auto-displays when in search of unfamiliar locations, and in this case, a stereotypically presumed, old, tattered edifice; Oxley Court.
Up the bumpy incline and past the near annihilated sign post ‘Oxley Road’, the atmosphere gave a tantalizing chill, a mild variation of the familiar, though the insufficiencies still form a short of impregnable barrier to portray a full deviation.
The 34560 hour old(literally) vehicle stopped short after several semi roundabouts. Metal wings elongated out, then a natural utmost exclamation of severe shock and hint of frustration and odiousness coupled with the fresh, 5.5pH neutral sluice descending from below above.
Her tremulous voice disarmed itself, ‘What on earth, it’s raining?!?!’
Rain, or she momentarily thought it was, struck as the extreme parody of the initial sanguine the Supreme Sunshine misled. Rain, with the dark clouds, was the clandestine belief of the holocaust advocate. However, rain, with the bright sky, was an unconceivable notion especially in scientific terms. Perhaps it was just the sky hesitating? Or perhaps an undiscovered new sign of yet another of those environmental catastrophes, Global Warming perhaps?
A swift right angled turn brought her a greeting from a set of shining, pure, white teeth; the de rigueur of every Indian gardener.
So much for the complexities in life
4:53 PM
Friday, June 01, 2007
i always felt that successful concert was measured by the self fufilment of its players, and not so much the audience perspective, contrary to popular opinion. i think that our concert was a success, especially in this aspects:)
there are 2 things i knew i was really going to miss after this concert. 1) the seniors 2) golijov! (last round only though heh)
the j2s are an extremely rowdy bunch :P not only do they have an inexplicable obsession with LAN and bridge, each individual has their own distinctive traits that makes every one of them unique. name an adjective and you're likely to find it in at least one of them.. the spectrum extrapolates from stone-cold to emotional, soft to loud, low pitched to high pitched, mugger to slacker. etcetc. i found it especially interesting getting to know each one of them, even though 5 months have already passed, i find that there is still so much more to learn about each. getting to know people has always been a rather enjoyable task for me, and this one's no exception :)
i really appreciated the familiairity and warmth i felt i was always with them, and their ability to maintain the respect i had for them as a senior despite being casual candid and crazy. perhaps the nostalgic feeling has not exactly settled in yet, because their lack of presence has not actually etched in(because i've still been seeing them), but i can actually imagine it.. and i know it's definitely not going to be the best feeling :(
i loved the last round the first time i sightread it with the octet and mr foo. perhaps many may say its my kind of music, and i don't disagree, but so many others(includes non musical people) spoke highly of the piece as well. this shows its really the piece, not just me haha:) i loved the articulation, excitement, surprises, intensity, graveness, sturdiness.. they all seemed to blend in so well. i'm still not sick of it! mr foo conducted the piece reallyreally well, he managed to bring out the tension and suspense in most appropriate manners, his suggested exaggerations had tremendous sounding effects. you wouldn't know how astounding they sound till you hear the recordings. and of course, also because hcse plays it sosososososososososo well :)
being on VCH with a string orchestra feels so much different than when being on it with a full orchestra(which in my case, happens rather frequently). it feels so much larger, spaced out, and empty..... and this nevertheless brings out nervousness. i was a little nervous throughout the concert, thankfully it wasn't excessive(though i didn't eat any bananas haha). the playing was definitely enjoyable, and i sincerely thank everyone in the orchestra for making that possible:)
it maybe a short 5 months but much has happened; invaluable friendships made, over influx of extreme emotions; disappointment, worry, pure joy.. i believe i have learnt alot. in my opinion, my current batch does have alot of potential, and when i speak of potential i don't mean it just musically. i believe we will be able to keep up the good work the j2s have done and help tie the loose ends, maintain our standard and good name, and keep the wonderful strings spirit going. i hope that we may lead on our new juniors(when they come) in the same path, and together work to achieve even more.
i sincerely express my gratefulness to each and everyone of you for giving me this short, yet sweet, and more than pleasant experience :) :) :)
9:14 PM
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