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Paranoid Singaporeans
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Extreme Makeover
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Ethiopian Grain-Tossing
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Happy boy, proud senior.
Sunday, 18 March 2012, 12:19 AM
LONG ENTRY!

Woke up at 8.30am this morning to the furious vibrating of my Blackberry. It was Cedric, reminding me that I was to meet him at VS at 9am to study.

Shit.

Leapt out of bed, bathed, changed, dumped my hieroglyph textbook into my Rosetta Stone backpack and dashed out of the house after popping three Hello Panda biscuits into my mouth. Reached school at 9.30am. I am a failure.

So while Cedric the IP traitor did his Biology homework, I sat there doing hieroglyph transliteration exercises from the textbook. I've yet to start on Exercise 3, which involves the transliteration of SEVENTY-EIGHT terms. The prevalence of biliteral signs makes the exercise especially intimidating.

Soon enough, Weida called me, asking me to go down to the porch to help him unload his YQ from a taxi. OMG I haven't handled a YQ case in ages, I tell you. It felt so good to hold on to those overly-small black handles and manoeuvre the bulky, trapezoidal case out of the cab and into the canteen. Cedric helped us set up and then I went about my business mentoring Weida and trying to give his solo piece a bit more... expressive finesse. *coughsplutterchoke* AT LEAST I TRIED.

Collected my concert ticket and went off to join the NEG and our extended family (Debbie, Leonard and Justy-Wusty the Glittery Feathered Sparkle-Sprite) for lunch at ThaiPan. OH GOD BUTTER SQUID IS SOOOO GOOD I SWEAR. SO IS THE BROCCOLI, THE TOFU, THE CEREAL PRAWNS, EVEN THE TAP WATER IN CHEAP PLASTIC CUPS. Apart from the trendy music and ugly waitresses, THAIPAN IS THE BEST.

And it is closely followed by the senior NEG, because they treated us today! Thank you for wasting your money on us, guys! :) Here's a polaroid stolen from Noma:

[woohoo!]

My afternoon was spent practising yangqin at home. My low E is gone and all my steel strings are rusted. Really need to send the instrument for repair and maintenance. Maybe after POP, when there's actually time. -.- At about 5pm I walked over to Siglap Centre to buy flowers for Weida. Got damn paranoid after that 'cos I dunno how long flowers last outside the refrigerator. I was super scared that the roses would wilt and I'd end up handing Weida a bunch of decomposing plants wrapped in soggy paper.

The rain came down after that and my Keep shoes got soaked for the second time, zzz. =.= But I hurried as fast as I could to VJ and killed time by chatting with Mrs Foo. Apparently she likes cats too! Met up with Fabian Siau as well and came up with plans on how to present our flowers to the performers. Eventually we settled on "squeeze yourself out into the aisle and run to the stage as fast as possible". As usual, the VSCO people were late, and I only managed to meet Bryan, Emersius, Eusebio and Junwei outside the PT five minutes before the concert started. =.= Emersius was wearing an ugly Billabong cap and Bryan was wearing a disgusting t-shirt that had "Witness the Fitness" printed on the front. *vomits blood*

CONCERT REVIEW TIME:

VICTORIA SCHOOL CHINESE ORCHESTRA
维中华乐 | 雅声琴韵

It's been a good five years since VSCO last had a concert, and we were all eagerly anticipating tonight. The concert in general was a rather light one, and I am pleased to say that they pulled it off way better than the disaster that was 雅声琴韵 2007. =.= The pieces weren't "hardcore" CO pieces and were easy to listen to, making it a very appropriate repertoire for the largely homogeneous audience of parents and lower sec CO musicians. There was a lot to be done in terms of logistics, though! The stage and lights were an absolute mess! Having a casual, informal atmosphere doesn't equate to being lax and unprepared!

《牛车水》 Chinatown

Gu Guan-Ren's signature touch of down-to-earth folk flavour was penetrating and distinct in this composition, and the orchestra presented the tableaux in a well-balanced and carefully rehearsed performance (at least to my ears LOL). Not sure if it was the CO itself or the acoustics of the PT, but some of the crescendoes and climaxes could have been played up more.

扬琴独奏: 《双手开出幸福泉》 Excavating a Spring of Happiness | Soloist: Ong Wei Da

Ok, so when I first heard that VSCO was having a concert, the main reason I wanted to go was to hear 酒歌. Having a YQ solo in the repertoire was a bonus, and despite the several minor and couple of major mistakes he made during the cadenzas (HMM?! SCREWING UP PENTATONIC SCALES AND TRIPPING OVER YOUR OWN MALLETS?! Slap you), I think Weida managed to do this classic piece justice. I was probably more nervous than he was - I was trembling in my seat and impatiently anticipating the opening chord (but then again this always happens when I watch YQ solos). The ensemble helped a lot with the joyful atmosphere at the beginning and end, but the dolce and cantabile sections demanded more sensitivity to phrasing, articulation and dynamics. The microphone needed some adjustment, too - the yangqin's sound wasn't amplified enough and was consequently drowned and suffocated at many places in the piece. Excessive echoes also blurred some running passages. Yangqins' soundholes are on the underside of the soundboard, so I suggest placing microphones above, rather than below, the instrument to minimize this.

Also, I can't believe some stupid girls sitting behind me started gasping and shrieking in surprise at the 拨弦/glissando part. "OMG I didn't know yangqin can do that!" Are you idiots or retards?

My flower-presentation plan went smoothly. Shoved past a lovey-dovey couple beside me, dashed down the steps and gave the bouquet to Weida before quickly running back to my seat without making eye contact with members of the audience.

I AM SO PROUD OF YOU, DADA. HOW YOU HAVE GROWN FROM THE LITTLE SEC ONE BOY DURING VSCO DECEMBER CAMP 2010 TO THE FRINGE-LESS, FRENCH-SPEAKING LIBRARIAN YOU ARE NOW. :')

*proud senior-junior/mentor-student/father-son moment*

笛子独奏: 《春到湘江》 Spring Arrives at the Xiang River | Soloist: Alvin Shi

This piece brings back memories of stuffy afternoons spent at Yin Zhi Yang's house, rehearsing with Bing Hong for his performance at NAFA. The piano accompaniment really transformed the flavour of this piece, making its slow sections poignant and tender and keeping its faster sections somewhat reserved. Loved the effect this had on the intro, although I'm still fonder of a yangqin/ensemble accompaniment in general, and for the extra energy it adds to the 快板. Alvin and his pianist needed to work on their synchronization and awareness, though, especially towards the end! Issues with rhythm and volume really detracted from the performance because of the lack of coordination and balance, despite Alvin's technical prowess.

Sidenote: I am very touched that Mr Yeo Siew Mong still remembers my NAFA performance and originally considered "hiring" me as an accompanist. A NAFA LECTURER AND MUSIC ARRANGER REMEMBERS ME EVEN THOUGH HE SEES HUNDREDS OF PROFESSIONALLY-TRAINED MUSICIANS ON A DAILY BASIS. :')

唢呐独奏: 《打枣》 Plum-Picking | Soloist: Darren Ther

Probably the most memorable piece of the night. I've always wanted to see this piece performed live, and it was HILARIOUS. Darren pulled off the technicalities of the piece really well, and he's a GREAT performer - you could see it in his smile, his eyes, and even in the way he trotted back and forth between the microphone and his little table, resting his weight on one leg and casually picking up the kaqiang or whatever that weird instrument is called.

And the squealing. Oh my gosh the squealing was DAMN funny. And this performance was the first time I heard it done IN TUNE. All the videos I've watched show the performer either randomly squealing or going off-pitch, but Darren managed to stay pitch-perfect throughout. The ensemble support was just right too. Strong enough to maintain the piece's lively spirit, yet maintained at a level allowing the suona's voice to project and uplift, without being smothered or overpowered. The ending of the piece was perfectly done, too. Everything ended powerfully, in sync and with a huge grin on the soloist's face. *applauds* SO PROUD OF DARREN AS WELL. :')

Typewriter | Soloist: Soh Jing Kai

When I first heard of this piece several years ago, I had no idea that a real typewriter was actually going to be used as a solo percussion instrument. The piece itself was very simple, and although the use of a typewriter was novel and ingenious, the constant clicks and dings from the machine got rather old, predictable and boring after the first eight bars or so. -.- The ending was visually arresting, though, what with Jing Kai standing up and throwing the paper into the air. =x

In general, this and the preceding piece went down well with the audience because of their creativity and the "surprise" factor.

《月亮变奏曲》 Moonlight Variations

Never heard this piece before. No wonder, because it wasn't actually a CO piece, but an arrangement of some Russian folk song. The melody was strangely familiar, though. I didn't spend much time evaluating this performance - my mind usually starts to wander by this point in time (i.e. halfway through the concert). But from a casual observer's point of view, I'd say it was performed reasonably well, though dynamism of expression and mood could've been brought out more to fit the nature of the piece as a series of "variations".

打击乐齐奏: 《马灯舞》 Lantern Dance

Not the most captivating percussion piece, but a thrilling one nonetheless. Christopher's stage presence more than made up for the simple rhythms and [sometimes] over-repeated ostinatos.

And I was a bit shocked when Lai Ang made a mistake by hitting the cymbal early and proceeded to facepalm on stage. -.-

Cello Ensemble: Scherzo

TWO WORDS: 音准!

笛子齐奏: 《卖菜》 Selling Vegetables

Once again, I was not paying much attention to this piece. Mr Yeo's arrangement was very effective in bringing out that "marketplace mood", though. It toed the line very well, managing to be active and full without crossing into chaotic and messy. Should congratulate the performers on meeting that demand, if only because I don't really have anything else to say about this piece. =x

弹拨乐合奏: 《拨弦波尔卡》 (Pizzicato Polka)

ARGH PIZZICATO POLKA I'VE LOVED THIS PIECE SINCE I WAS LIKE FOUR, WHEN I PLAYED MY STRAUSS CD OVER AND OVER AGAIN IN MY DAD'S CD PLAYER.

The ensemble did an exceedingly good job with the dynamics, contrast, articulation and expression of this piece, although there were little breaks in the momentum that detracted from the performance. Coordination and synchrony between instruments was generally good, with relatively few instances of that unwanted "acciaccatura effect" you get when people pluck their strings split seconds apart from each other.

There were two passages in particular that needed more work. These were long passages of running quavers in scales atypical of Chinese music (and hence unfamiliar to most of the musicians), and it was clear the performers had trouble keeping up because their volume dipped significantly and their articulation got muddled as they fumbled with their frets. A little more rehearsal time and this would've been a great performance!

弹拨乐合奏: 《新春乐》 Joy of Spring

Typical cheena song. Didn't pay attention. Also, one of the idiotic girls sitting behind me obviously plays guzheng, because she squealed "GUZHENGGG!!!" when Baogang walked on stage carrying his zither. =.=

二胡齐奏: 《奔驰在千里草原》 Galloping in the Vast Grasslands

Couldn't really connect with this piece. I have never been a fan of erhu ensembles. Technical aspects of the piece were handled somewhat adequately, but expressivity had much room for improvement. The accompanying ensemble also seemed a bit unsure of itself - either that or their playing was too weak and sometimes tentative. The amplification problem surfaced here again, because both the erhus and the accompanying ensemble seemed too soft!

《酒歌》 Drinking Song

This must have been a rushed concert, because JG had lots of room for improvement! Not sure why the conductor cut out the second xiao/dizi in the intro, because that "echo" effect seems really important! Dynamics and mood could have been much better, with clear yet subtle changes in mood emphasized and played up. The ending sections (Part M onwards) were VERY messy and could have been a lot better handled, although the TBY and cello entrance at Part L was well done. The piece requires very smooth transitions between the orchestra's sections because the entire piece basically revolves around four main themes and their variations (in both instrumentation, mood and style of accompaniment). This was not accomplished well; the sections blurred, rather than flowed, into each other.

ENCORE: 《世间始终你好》

Umm... we've been playing this piece for every single performance since 2008. No comment.

ENCORE: Nobody

I feel so ashamed saying this, but VSCO's rendition completely owned VJCO's. Maybe it's because they had Christopher on the drum set. Or because they played the whole piece, unlike us.

After the concert, the VSCO '08/'09 alumni became saikang warriors and helped to keep instruments, music stands and those large folding platforms guanyue always sits on. Then we went to eat supper at Parkway McDonald's together with Stanson, Zeqing and Clifford. Caught up on gossip and life and noted the J2s' rapidly-growing eyebags over artery-clogging processed food. Just like old times. Post-concert/SYF dinners and reflections, 总谱s clutched in hands, instrument cases slung over our shoulders. :) What Eusebio said resonated with me perfectly:

Eusebio: "I said no to command school because it's not my style of leadership."

So true. It is important to note the narrower scope of "command", rather than the wider meaning of "lead". And in all honesty, I have learnt more about leadership from my two years as VSCO librarian than OCS/SCS will ever teach me. Not just how to scream at people and force them to do your bidding, but to guide them, empathize with them and, most importantly, to lead not by placing yourself on a pedestal of authority and infallibility, but by doing away with all notions of a power hierarchy and knowing that the only reason you are in the position to lead is the fact that you are the same as the people you lead. I am a yangqin player, my juniors are yangqin players. You are a soldier, your men/recruits are also soldiers. There is no difference apart from your extra few years of experience in the field. And that experience does not make you superior. It only makes you wiser to the workings of the field and hence graces you with the opportunity to disseminate information and elevate those you lead to the same level of knowledge you have, raising the standards of the entire group in the process. Perhaps I do not have an accurate picture of command school now (what's new? Everything in the army is sooooo transparent), but right now, to me, "command" is going to remain a selfish, self-centred means of leadership.

ANYWAY... it was also nice to see The Maids/Arrange-Shoes-Gang at McDonald's - it suddenly became 2008 all over again. *nostalgia* Surprisingly, they all look exactly the same as before. No idea how that's possible, given the brutal ravages of puberty. Ugh, VSCO is awesome. ♥ Headed home at 11.30 AND IT'S 3AM NOW I GTG GOODNIGHT.

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When I found out that Gardiner's Egyptian Grammar was available for sale online:




When Gardiner's Egyptian Grammar arrived in the mail:




When I first touched Gardiner's Egyptian Grammar:




When I opened Gardiner's Egyptian Grammar:




When I look at Gardiner's Egyptian Grammar now:



Ignore the large forehead zits. Thanks.

Friday, 16 March 2012, 5:44 PM
Today's excursion to the Singapore Discovery Centre and Army Museum was a complete waste of time. Didn't help that the bus I was shoved into was barely more than a rickety old tin can that smelled of stale cigarette smoke and gasoline. Stuffed my earphones into my skull and tried to shut out the drone of the ancient engine with CO music and the Spirited Away OST.

The compound (including the nearby SAFTI complex) should just be turned into a theme park cum holiday resort. Was forced to walk through exhibits on Singapore's military history and watch lame anti-terrorism videos. The most amusing thing was seeing a quote by Darryl Tung printed on one of the walls. I was too shocked to note what it actually said; the very fact that Darryl Tung was immortalized in a MUSEUM is hilarious.

The 12km route march yesterday was hell. I daresay it was even worse than field camp - I was literally dying and gasping for breath, my face was scarlet, my back and legs felt like they were engulfed in fire and I had to fall out of formation and ended up being the last person in the whole company for every 4km leg. After that morning of torture, tomorrow should be quite manageable: NEG lunch followed by VSCO concert in the evening. Am studying my 《双手开出幸福泉》 score and "dry-practising" it on my bed so I can critique my junior tomorrow night. Muhahahaha.

Spanner in the works
Saturday, 10 March 2012, 11:50 PM
Cambridge has just thrown a spanner into the works of my hitherto indestructible plan to reapply to Oxford, what with its new course in Human, Social and Political Sciences (HSPS). The option of learning Social Anthropology alongside Egyptology is extremely enticing (probably because of its links to my pet subject of Geography and the stuff we learnt in KI), especially if I decide later down the road that I wanna do something more general and "mainstream"/pragmatic rather than specializing purely in Egyptology (and it could make scholarship applications a lot easier*)! And even if I do ultimately choose to specialize in Egypt, the anthropology and sociology stuff will come in really useful for analysis of and further research into the nature and evolution of Egyptian culture and society. BUT... Oxford's Egyptology course also offers an option to study Archaeology & Anthropology from the second year onwards, and its language and literature lessons are already tailored to teach students in such a way as to shed light on contemporaneous sociocultural developments and how they were reflected in various periods and genres of literature, and the "physical settings/sources" of such literature (e.g. the significance of a text as a "permanent" and lavishly decorated tomb inscription vis-a-vis a rapid hieratic scrawl on fragile and perishable papyrus). Just that I will not be able to shift focus away from Egypt if I decide I like general theory more. Apart from the issue of programme flexibility (Cambridge wins hands-down here), it is also useful to know that Oxford's Egyptological resources and programmes are virtually unsurpassable. Oxford also has a nicer-looking website. But Cambridge has prettier colleges. -.-

Ideas? Suggestions? NUS FASS is not an option unless I really cannot go overseas. A double major in Philosophy and Geography would be amazing, but I am really not keen on doing it over at Kent Ridge.

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Time for frivolity:

Now that the As are over, I suppose it'd be okay to upload some photos Shilun and I took for our TSD CCs. I can't believe I actually submitted some of these for a national examination, even if they were accompanied by smart captions (which I shall include here for posterity's sake):

"My original facial expression [of shock, following the use of Stanislavski's emotion memory technique]."

"My facial expression after drawing upon farce and Berkovian techniques."

"Exaggerated facial expressions in my duologue."

"My position on the floor (right), my body tensed to Level 7 [of Lecoq's Seven Levels of Tension]."

"Physicality in my duologue."

"High energy of physical actions in my duologue."

And if you thought those were bad, take a look at the following photos, which, for a variety of reasons, were deemed unsuitable for inclusion:

[on hindsight, I am thankful I did not make the rash decision of including a perv face in my CC. If memory serves me right, this was supposed to show my character breaking the fourth wall (in the style of Commedia dell'Arte) by means of a lecherous glance directed at the audience.]

[this was supposed to show the Professor's attitude of egotism, vanity, self-assurance and arrogance.]

[lol @ hole in my sock.]

[this moment was very physically demanding...]

[... as you can see in this photo. =.=]

*ahem* After reading through my CC again, I am relieved to announce that my previous judgements of it being "uncritical" and "oversimplified" are quite inappropriate. I think it was just the fact that Mr B forced us to use extremely simplistic and boring sentence structures, and made us delete and replace as many polysyllabic words as possible. I still remember the agony and indignation I felt when B did not seem to know what "officious" meant and forced me to remove it. The smartest-sounding phrase I can find in my CC is "dilettantish rhetoric" (which I surreptitiously slipped in under the radar for the final submission so B wouldn't notice). Now, I must admit that beneath the childish syntax lies quite a lucid piece of work. *apologetic sinking of head*

*Because everybody thinks an Egyptology degree only teaches you how to dig around in tombs and get cursed by dead pharaohs.

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