i want all 12 days of christmas

Christmas is sneaking up on me. I'm hoping it won't be over so soon because it's my only chance at a decent, one-entire-day stay home BREAK. Where I can do nothing, not even (and especially not) play the cello, and rot.

So my parents generously offered to buy the cello for my coming-of-age present, and now I have that and a new bow, which my teacher pulled strings (no pun intended) and helped me get at zero cost. I am so eternally indebted already. But the new cello takes a lot of getting used to - everything that worked before isn't working now, and I'm systematically, over the course of a few gigs, ruining my (whatever) reputation as a cellist.

Thursday was the Patrizio Buanne showcase at movida@St James Power Station. Being ever so out of touch with the world, I had no idea St James Power Station was an actual power station previously. Neither did I know movida was a club. So it was an inadvertent mistake that me and my cello, newly christened as Samuel, ended up there. Last year the showcase was held at a non-descript ballroom at Grand Copthorne, but this year, with his new, revamped i.e. no more stuffy suit, I supposed they had to find a 'hipper' place. So there were the few of us on stage, and the crowd that was made up of mostly yuppie/auntie-types, who were crazy over this guy and some managed to get their hands all over his body. It felt weird watching them shamelessly lust over Patrizio, although I suppose he is rather lustable. Some people find Pikachu-like tummies hot.

Now for some shameless advertising, on 26th and 30th December, THE Quartet will be playing at Esplanade Concourse again. For the 26th, our slots are from 645-715 pm and 8-830 pm. For 30th Dec, the times are the same, but we have an additional slot from 9 to 930pm. So if anyone's interested or have nothing better to do, come and be entertained. Or at least try to act entertained. We'll be playing stuff from Nutcracker, Cats the musical, Gershwin, Broadway, and the obligatory classical stuff, but that won't be too heavy.

This blog post marks a significant degeneration of my mind. No focus, with too many random facts pieced together to form nothing. Then again, that's life.