i spent my birthday at WOMAD. ji memorable!

of course, i'm ignorant about music but i think some of the stuff played is quite mainstream. it just happens that they are neither Caucasian nor Chinese and so that's why their music is showcased in such a high-brow event. i can easily imagine A-mei in this kind of setting if she weren't Chinese. Solid lung power (or at least in the past), fancy dancework, mini-skirts that taunt your imagination. A-mei can easily be a kindred spirit to these African ladies!

Afro celts delivered as promised by the compere. I was wondering why the latter was making so much fuss about one mere band. hmm, hanging my head in shame in retrospect. The synergtic fusion of Chinese orchestral music with Western instruments with African drums was just one fabulous testimony to the power of music. you get caught in the moment, thinking that all the things that have been consuming your mind are petty and insignificant and that you are such a self-righteous fool for getting so absorbed in them. and you shout loudly "We want more! We want more!" with the rest of them after the band has finished their gig because you want the magic to go on and on and on. forever. never-stopping

perhaps world peace isn't such a far-fetched ideal if we all come together and make great music

taxi-driver uncle exclaimed "wa, so gui!" when i told him of the ticket price ($25). i felt sorry for the man who is like a taut string, probably working bloody long hours every day, stretching himself to the limit, yet denying himself a decent break because of the reality that he must simply hold on.

i am only young once to fill my slate with all the wacky things i wish to accomplish. may i never be so swamped by my worries that i fail to utilise my youth.