It's showtime! After breakfast. we arrived at the Wattana Wittaya Academy for our first concert of the day. Wattana Wittaya... try saying that quickly for 10 times! :P
The kids performance was so-so, partly due to the fact that it's their first concert of the day (which always sucks for any matinee performance by anyone), partly because our audience's not very appreciative of choral music. It's like preaching to cows. Some of the choir kids were unhappy. But hey, you win some and you lose some. Performers can't choose their audience, kids. Learn the lesson well. Besides, it's a free concert. How cultured can your audience be?
Anyway, the organizer actually gave out snacks to the kids. Good ones, too. But WHY THE HECK DID THEY DISTRIBUTE THE SNACKS WHILE THE 130 KIDS WERE STILL ON STAGE??? They were standing there like fools for at least 5-7 mins. Gee weez.....
Next concert: St Louis Hospital auditorium. Check out the photos below. Not too shabby eh? Apparently this concert was quite widely publised by The Choral Association (Thailand), judging by the illuminaries that showed up. The conductor, being his usual self, put me in charge of the concert lighting at the 11th hour. So I went up the fire escape staircase, walked across the rooftop, and entered the control room's back entrance, all because I couldn't find the hidden staircase in the auditorium. DUH!
When I met the lighting technician, I said, "English?" He said, "Little bit." My mind went, "I'm dead meat." So there I was, using simple English and hand signs to explain the rather complicating lighting sequences to the technician, thanks to the conductor's fondness in creating dramatic lighting effects. At one point, I requested a spotlight on the piano, and he explained there's no spotlight pointing towards the piano, so I said nevermind. Next thing I knew, he went to the backstage, took out a pole, and smacked a spotlight into postion to shine on the piano. I gotta give credit to this guy for his initiative. I also shook his hand before I left the control room after the concert.
What about the concert? Long story short, it's better than the daytime concert, so that's that.
Once back in hotel, me and my dear plus Shi Hua headed out to the Thai massage parlour next to the hotel. For 400 baht per hour, we voluntarily paid to be twisted, bent and *gasp* cracked. Boy, it was frightening. And boy, I felt like a lump of dough after the whole massage. Nice...
So far so good for our third day in the Land of a Thousand Smiles(tm)!
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
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