i think there's a thief in the house. the bloody iron is missing and i cun press my clothes.
great.
ok, so a thief wouldnt have possibly stolen my iron i noe, probably a ghost then.
speaking of ghosts and entities, it would be appropriate to say here that Jacky Cheung is indeed, the HEAVENLY king, the GOD of songs, the GOD of mandarin pop... ok, you get the drift.
great.
ok, so a thief wouldnt have possibly stolen my iron i noe, probably a ghost then.
speaking of ghosts and entities, it would be appropriate to say here that Jacky Cheung is indeed, the HEAVENLY king, the GOD of songs, the GOD of mandarin pop... ok, you get the drift.
so i was at "The Year of Jacky Cheung World Tour '07" concert which lasted for abt 4 hrs. he started off with a couple of heart-pumping cantonese songs which made the crowd go wild, then some mandarin songs from his new album. and then a couple of songs which he composed for his daughters and wife and another couple of songs sung by some other artistes. there was also a short musical from the movie Perhaps Love. it ended off with some of his classic mandarin and cantonese songs from way, way back.
even though the threatricals were really not to my liking;
and even though i should have just bought front seat tickets to let off without feeling awkward. come on, the ppl near me were just sitting there like they were in a cinema watching Pride & Prejudice;
and even, even though i had an uncle sitting next to me who just could not shut up and let me enjoy the songs. i noe tt you jus want to sing along but do you really have to make yourself audible above the blasting music and heaven forbid, Jacky's voice? for Christ's sake, save the singing at a karaoke joint!
so even though all tt happened, Jacky Cheung totally made my day when he belted out 李香兰 in cantonese.
standing there.
rite in front of me.
LIVE.
the experience was simply awesome.
nono, it was BEYOND awesome.
i think i havnt screamed so much since infancy. if the entire concert had been performed in cantonese, i think i could have lost my voice at the end of it. and even though he's 46 and has been singing for 23 years, he hasnt lost tt magic in him.
wat, a *ahem* young girl like me screaming for him says it all.
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