Radiohead will perform five shows only this November: Brisbane at the Brisbane Entertainment Centre on Friday 9th November, two shows in Sydney at the Sydney Entertainment Centre on Monday 12th and Tuesday 13th November, and two shows in Melbourne at Rod Laver Arena on Friday 16th and Saturday 17th November.
!!!!!!!!!
(this’ll make a SUPER DUPER GREAT 1-month advanced birthday gift/dream-come-true for me this year, doncha think…??)
Me: *eating an orange* “auni, what is manis?”
A: “sweet!”
M: “good. masam tu apa?”
A: “i think… sour?”
M: “pandai. besar maknanya?”
A: “big.”
M: “kecil?”
A: *looks uncertain*
M: “kecil… or kecik… you know.. *demonstrates tiny space between index finger and thumb* KE-CIK… although the correct word is KE-CIL…”
A: “small! *thinks* how about juuust right?” *indicates some random height with her hand*
M: “just right? oh, SEDERHANA.” (for lack of better word – IS there a better word?? at this point, even i am suspicious of myself because this sounds more like it means ‘average’. i mean, i don’t imagine Goldilocks exclaiming “sederhanaaa sahaja!” with the same amount and tone of enthusiasm at Baby Bear’s porridge/chair/bed.)
G: “like NURHANA?”
well, I suppose you could say, ‘average’ IS my middle name…. -_-
claiming it, just because.
to, you know, update on blog posts, is all.
(meanwhile, someone else already took our actual moniker. why?! #ThingsThatPerplexYou)
i was initially a bit iffy about spending $xx per ticket for a one-hour stage production with the kids, but i figured if i could spend $xxx on one ticket to watch a music concert, then it’s only fair that i do the same for them. you know, for the sake of, er, The Arts and such… (and you can tell from the over-fussing of little ‘sweethearts’ and ‘darlings’, chanel/prada-toting ‘patrons of the arts’ in the audience that they could afford plenty more ‘culture’ than me.)
i’ve only recently warmed up to Julia Donaldson’s children’s books, having previously always resisted the ubiquitous (somewhat ‘over-commercialised’) The Gruffalo. i really can’t explain the resistance, except that i was suspicious that the eponymous creature so resembled the ones in Maurice Sendak’s Where The Wild Things Are, and therefore, a derivative, i.e. Not Original. (i can be such a snoot.)
BUT. i did eventually pick it up (out of curiosity at its overwhelming popularity), and then her other works (The Gruffalo’s Child, etc), and what can i say – they really ARE quite brilliant. AND oh-so-English. i think what works especially well are her clever, clever rhymes, the adventurous streak of the protagonists, and the story lines with a twist that somehow always ends with just the right rhyming word without seeming too contrived. (and btw, The Gruffalo has none of the dark undertones like in Where The Wild Things Are, i.e. Not Unoriginal).
i guess you’ll know a good book when your kids spout random lines from it, memorise the plot sequence, and notice minute details in the illustrations – which was what happened with auni after readings of Stick Man. and to see a well-loved book come to life on theatre is to complete her experience (in 4D, no less).
thankfully, the stage adaptation of Stick Man we saw had enough humour to appeal to both children and adults (and is oh-so-English!), so hmm, ok i didn’t feel too bad about that burnt hole in me pocket.
really moving song by tori amos featuring her daughter, natashya hawley.
can’t believe it i didn’t hear it sooner although the song was on my itunes ages ago! (wife’s collection)
love it how both mother and daughter’s voices complement perfectly in the song.
natashya was about 10 years old when they recorded the song and she sounded so mature!
btw, it’s nothing to do with steve job’s coffin :)
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