With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
'Neath the cover of October skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I'm trying to please to the calling
Of your heart-strings that play soft and low
And all the night's magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush
Can I just have one a' more moondance with you, my love
Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love
Well I wanna make love to you tonight
I can't wait till the morning has come
And I know now the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come my heart will be waiting
To make sure you're never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then I will make you my own
And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside
And I know how much you want me that you can't hide
Can I just have one a' more moondance with you, my love
Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love - Moondance, Michael Buble
Favourite tune from Buble…but not my Sinatra best (it’s Strangers In The Night for me!)
And boy was he awesome. Apologies to Blur, Suede, SO7, Robbie Williams, etc, last night was the best concert I’ve ever been to. And I didn’t even have to lose my voice and get on my dancing feet! It was splendid. Buble was pitch-perfect, funny as hell and had a weird dancing pattern…which made him so adorable. The sound system was impressive (first time I was impressed with that stupid venue) and the crowd was beautiful. His slow songs hit the bones, man. He jumped down the stage at one point and ran around the floor of the venue, up the stairs…all the way to the $58 seats unaccompanied.And at some point…he imitated Josh Groban, Ray Charles, Maroon 5, Daniel Powter, James Blunt, Prince and gaaaah… Michael Jackson. Ooh and he cursed. I like people who curse! Hahahahahaha.
Oh well.
Next stop…got to save money for RENT…this musical I’ve been wanting to catch since I was like..erm..18? Heck, it’s partly the reason why I want to go New York!
RENT
“The number one fact to remember about Rent is that its 35-year-old composer, lyricist, and playwright, Jonathan Larson, was struck dead by an aortic aneurysm less than a month before the original production opened in New York. The work went on to win every possible Broadway award, including Tony awards for Best Musical, Best Book of a Musical, and Best Score of a Musical, plus nothing less than the 1996 Pulitzer Prize for Drama.
Jonathan Larson's rock musical retelling of the "La Bohème" story, but relocated to AIDS-era East Village, New York. A penniless songwriter's love for a young woman grows even as illness begins to consume her. The poet Rodolfo is now punk rocker Roger. Tubercular Mimi is now an AIDS-infected dancer at an S&M nightclub. Painter Marcello is now aspiring filmmaker Mark Cohen, and so forth. The ending is transformed from the opera, but the theme of love striving to endure beyond all obstacles remains. Songs include "Seasons of Love," "Without You," "Out Tonight," "One Song Glory," "I'll Cover You" and "Santa Fe."
Rent is the late Jonathan Larson's version of Puccini's La Boheme, the ever-popular opera in which a group of French artistes struggle to survive in the garrets above Paris. Larson changed the locale to New York City's East Village, updated the characters occupations (a songwriter and filmmaker as opposed to a poet and painter, for example) and chose a subplot of social activism.
Along the way he's managed to change the face of musical theater in America.The musical takes place in New York City's East Village; its characters are young artists attempting to make a living while staying true to their ideals. Many of them are HIV-positive; the need to prove their brief lives were worthwhile and productive consumes them. They try to live each day at a time, concentrating on the value of their relationships with one another.”
- onlineseats.com/theater/ rent-tickets/index.asp
Hmm..
And this time round….guess who has been roped into its cast?
It’s the freaking sexy Karen Mok, okay!
Anyway, I would love to get all my friends to catch RENT, especially the Moonies, this December. It will be a perfect ending to a tumultuous year, no? And plus, knowing these people from those idealistic poly years and being around one another during each specific uni days, it’s damn poetic to be watching it together. Guys, interested? $78?
Hmmmm… One month to think about that.
I realise…I am very close to Noreen, Weiling, Clara and Liah. But we all don’t really have much thing in common. It’s more of our uniqueness complementing one another. They are very grounded people (except for Noreen, who flies..hahaha..errk.. lame). Sometimes too grounded for the idealistic me. But hey, these guys bring me back down.
As for moonies…hah, they god damn fly/float/drift with me. It’s nice to have company when you’re on top of the world…and then when I come crashing down.
Hot air balloons look so…gay. I like.
Anyway,
Moonies, I am feeling a bit nostalgic here..so bear with me.
Ting has been an inspiration for me to pursue a uni life. In her, I see that “everything is possible” and reaping rewards after hardship. Susan shares many classic Mona moments and has provided her own brand of comfort and kindness. And she makes mean cookies.
In Nani I see optimism and the “die-die must get my way” go-getter attitude. Her no-nonsense disposition inspires me not to become such a pushover. Jason, to rip him of his lewdness, shows us how a romantic can never-make-it. Heh, kidding Jay. Well, he shows how we all can love unconditionally, through tight pockets. In him I see, brightness amid the glooming frontier and that eventually, passion will prevail.
Lauren is an enigma, a walking contradiction who brings rainbow colours into my life. This doesn’t imply that she’s my gay partner! Being the geographically closest Moonie, she’s been around the longest and well, I cant deny that my ideas and views bounce off hers. Ismail shows me the importance of fearing God, family ties and kinship. In him, I see myself doing anything and everything under God’s willing. And his drrty pop obsession serves me well, too!
Finally, in Sha I see the dark and light of things. I see charity so strong one is compelled to do the same. Her naked ambitions (it’s a term, lah!) tell me to go on..dream..live and let live.
So Moonies…live. Live your life, be free.
Gaaaaaaaah…it’s fucking cliché. Hah.
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure … measure a year
In daylights
In sunsets
In midnights and cups of coffee
In inches
In miles and laughter and strife
In five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure … a year in the life
How about love
How about love
How about love
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty five thousand journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life of a woman or a man
In truths that she learned
Or in times that he cried
In bridges he burned or the way that she died
It’s time now to sing out though the story never ends
Let’s celebrate remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love
Remember the love
Remember the love
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love - Seasons Of Love, RENT
To the rest…oi, you know I love you.
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