[C'EST MOI]
living paradox. individualist with anarchistic tendencies.
eludes eminence but appreciates subtle recognition.
capricious yet dependable. clandestine and unfathomable.
cynical realist who succumbs to the occasional idealism.
[J'AIME]
music. films. feasting & drinking. team sports.
good company; family, friends and those who share similar interests.
Monday, September 26, 2005
Of Magnets and Sex Appeal
'They're young, suave, sexy, single and VERY talented 6 men who sing in an acapella group.'
The above statement was repeated many times.
Not that it was necessary. It was quite evident from where I was sitting in the stalls.
After a morning of running errands for my mum, I finally had time for a real weekend: Lunch with Von and a whole evening with 6 sexy men. It was a treat for the ears and the eyes. Really. Never bluff.
I thoroughly enjoyed the concert - it's amazing what the guys can do with their vocals! The percussion, the bass, the backup and the melody were all made with nothing but their voices.
C'est magnifique!!
Totally rocked the whole theatre; not only did they they manage to get the audience to sing along with them *shalalalalala*, they got us up on our feet, DANCING to 'Don't Blame it on the Boogie'. Yes, US. Singaporeans. Dancing on our feet in Victoria Theatre. Believe it or not. It's amazing what sex appeal can do to stoic, disinterested people like us.
This was the large crowd that was swarming towards the guys after the concert for their autographs. Being able to take this picture indicates obviously that I was among the crowd and was also seeking their signatures on my newly-bought album.
It's terrible what 6 talented and good-looking men can do to me. I immediately reduce to a shrill, babbling, want-to-remain-composed-but-fail-miserably, girly girl. (someone just kick me. where the hell did my brains go to?)
It's fatal attraction I tell you.
Getting autographs from them was second to asking me to speak in front ministers. "Ermm... hello... erm... can I.... "(and here, my voice drowns among the screaming teenagers)
In the end I just gave up and sheepishly held the CD in front of me, hoping that they could SEE me from up there.
Did I forget to mention that they were surprisingly tall upfront? No?
When they were onstage, other than 2 prominently tall singers, the rest seemed rather, well, average, in height. But as they walked down the stairs and stood in front of me, I was like David and they, Goliath. (Thank goodness I'm not a performer. Can you imagine how I'm going to sell concert tickets if the audience can't see me on the stage because I'm too tiny? I will have to pay for them to use complimentary binoculars!!)
So anyway, I managed to take a picture with one very good-looking magnet before my camera decided to die on me.
This is Andy Frost, the vocal percussionist of the group. Man, he practically has an entire drum-set in his mouth.
And finally, the CD autographed by all of them.
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